The next afternoon he received a summons to the president 's office . The president was there , and with him was a plump , motherly-looking woman of about sixty . `` Mrs. Fraser , this is Elliott Hanselpakker , or Campbell , as I understand he prefers to be called . Elliott , I told your story to Mrs. Fraser last evening , and she was greatly interested when she heard your rather peculiar name . She will tell you why herself . '' `` I had a young half-sister once , '' said Mrs. Fraser eagerly . `` She married a man named John Hanselpakker and went West , and somehow I lost all trace of her . There was , I regret to say , a coolness between us over her marriage . I disapproved of it because she married a very poor man . When I heard your name , it struck me that you might be her son , or at least know something about her . Her name was Mary Helen Rodney , and I loved her very dearly in spite of our foolish quarrel . '' There was a tremour in Mrs. Fraser 's voice and an answering one in Elliott 's as he replied : `` Mary Helen Rodney was my dear mother 's name , and my father was John Hanselpakker . '' `` Then you are my nephew , '' exclaimed Mrs. Fraser . `` I am your Aunt Alice . My boy , you do n't know how much it means to a lonely old woman to have found you . I 'm the happiest person in the world ! '' She slipped her arm through Elliott 's and turned to the sympathetic president with shining eyes . `` He is my boy forever , if he will be . Blessings on the Fraser Scholarship ! '' `` Blessings rather on the manly boy who would n't keep it under false colours , '' said the president with a smile .
`` I think you are fortunate XXXXX your nephew , Mrs. Fraser . ''
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