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SATURDAY, MAY 27. 1899.
THE SUNNY SOUTH.
9
NEVER GET IN A HURRY.
A short time before court convened re
cently a defendant who had been bourn?
•jvcr for arson, paid a couple of lawyers—
a good horse—in advance to take charge
of his case, and when court convened
there was no one brought in to testify
against him and the grand jury was pow
erless to act. So the man is minus a
horse which shows that it is always best
nevey to be in a hurry.—Dalilonega
Nugget.
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Xo.
7C.—Diamond,
1. In sailor
2 Object.
Iron covering.
4. Like. 5.
wiih a tiny fungus.
In sailor.
3. Steel or
Overgrown
A kind of fish. 7.
\n. 77.—Tlie Needle name.
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New York Herald.
Key to the Pussier.
No. fid.—Three Charades: 1. Carry all.
2. Cab-in. 3. Plea-sure.
No. 07.—Progressive Numeral Enigma:
1. Aspire. 2. Apennlne. 3. Bandanna.
4. Armor. 5. Mean. 6. Hereafter. 7.
Stagnate. 8. Avail. 9. Assigning. 10.
Assure. 11. Begin. 12. Beat.
No. 08.—Geographical Acrostic: Ouse.
1. Oasis. 2. Clster. 3. Scilly. 4. Krne.
No. fift.—Riddle: An orange.
No. 70.—Pictorial Maxim: The aid that
should within be sought scorn from with
out to borrow.
No. 71.—Syncopations: Wheeler. 1.
Fa (Win. 2. W(h)ile. 3. N(e)ap. ' 4.
I)r(e)nnt. 5. Good(l)y. 6. L(e)ad. 7.
G(r)ain.
No. 72.—Missing Word Puzzle: Note,
bit.
No. 73.—Metagram: 1. Rice. 2. Nice.
3. Lice. 4. Dice. 5. Vice.
No. 74.—Crossword: Burns.
No. 75. — Examination Questions: 1.
White. 2. Pike. 3. Martin. 4. Posey,
fi. Warren, fi. Rush. 7. Vermillion. 8.
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There are many of these I ales, says llte
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told me once of an Incident at tlie battle
of Jonesboro. Ho and his comrades had
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hardest of troops to rout. In front of
them was an open cornfield, a quarter of
a mile wide, with woods upon its farther
side. Reinforced by a half-dozen com
panies of infantry, possible fifteen hun
dred Fedc-rals lay perdu, in blunder, a
company of 'Confederates, not more than
ninety men all told, was ordered to at
tack. With a yell the handful swept out
of the opposite woods and charged across
the field. At a distance of one hundred
yards a single volley disposed of them.
Those that were left on their feet wheel
ed and scampered hack to their position.
One. however, remained. lie was the
captain in command, and had been far in
advance of his men. When he found him-
seli deserted he stopped and folded his
arms. Sixty yards away, alone in the
wide field, the summet sun pouring down
upon the silver gray of his uniform, he
stared stanehly into the eyes of fifteen
hundred foemen. He was only a beard
less hoy. and the newness of his clothing
showed thai he was hut a few days from
home. All down the long line of Foderals
ran a cry. "Don't shoo: him! Don't shoot
him!" He gave the military salute and
marched steadily hack to his men. Not
a gun was fired.
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Ko. 7S.—The Poets’ Pen.
.. vfc .» S .»»»*»•» S
Beginning at the nib and reading up
ward. three letters, tho name of the author
of ono of our most inspiring national
songs.
The first five of the upper horizontal,
author of
The bell strikes one w* take no note of time,
But from its loss.
The last letter of this aut hor’s name be
gins the next of nine, author of "The De
serted Village." The last four, the
author of "Kilmeny."
Beginning again at tho nib and reading
downward, three letters, author of
Glory to thee, my God, this night.
For h!1 the blessings of Hie light.
The first four of the lower horizontal,
author of
Battle hi.* bones over tlie stones!
He's only a pauper whom nobody owns!
Four letters, an English poet, author of
“Tlie Old Familiar Faces.” Fix letters,
author of "Thanatopsis.” Five letters,
authoress of "Rove du Midi.”
Tho four vertical stars at the right,
author of
Full many a gem of purest ray serene
The dark unfathumed oaves of ocean bear;
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen
And waste its sweetness on the desert air
No. 7!*.—Central Acrostic.
All the words described contain tho
game number of letters. When these ant
rigidly guessed and placed one below
another in the order here given, the cen
tral letters, reading downward, will spell
the name of a famous locality.
Crosswords: 1. A name borne by many
kings. 2. A confession of fait h for publio
use. 3 Obscure, f. To throw out forci
bly and abundantly. fi. A plant from
which is obtained a substance of great
commercial value. <i. To repel by ex
pressing displeasure. 7. Officers in a mer
chant vessel ranking next, below tho cap
tain. 8. A machine for raising and lower
ing heavy weights. 9. Containing sensi
ble moisture. 10. The characteristic fluid
of any vegetable or animal substance. 11.
Two.
Xo. SO.—I.oqogr ipll.
My whole will name a tree of great re
nown,
1. My one, five, six, an old cathedral to\. i.
2. A drinking vessel is my three, two, seven,
Which was to Edward at Corfe castle
given.
B. My five, two, three and six, a girl will
name;
4. My seven, four, two and five, a man of
fame.
6. 1 live in three, four, ten, eight, five Hnd
one.
fi You’ll know my one, four, ten, eight, by
tiie sun.
7. My tiiree, one, five, eight, names an early
race.
8. My three, nine, six, seven, holds a paint
er's place.
9. My six. one, fen, affirms and gives full
force.
10. My seven, four, eight, shows favor to your
horse.
U. My three, nine, one, the temper of your
mind
If readily this logogriph you find.
X'o. 81.—Annum ill s.
1. Stay Ben, earn.
2. Our Ed’s fifth galley.
3. Sant sat on hut.
4. Oh, story columns.
6. Sing, ye great.
fi. U. woke in a glass lard can.
7. Few stop to sing on trolly; see H. H.
8. Ere boys trim horse teeth.
9. For an heart’s cheer doth Ed get
eggE .
19. Man tel-piece is a toy.
11. L. used mad brains.
Larry The Wanderer.
STORY OF THE UPS AND DOWNS OF A NOBODY.
BY EDWARD STRATEMEY'ER.
Author of ‘‘I'mler Dpyvcv at Manila,” “A'Young Volunteer in Cuha,”
“Young Auctioneers,” ’‘Richard Dare’s Venture.”
COPYRIGHT, 1894, BY THE AUTHOR.
Chapter II.—Larry Shows Up a
Hero.
"Who is Maud Noxweli?" questioned
Larry.
lie cast his
around for
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mfeni«iai4l.ia
"She is the daughter.oPa rich old lady
who lives around ihe bend of the road.
What are you- going to do'.’”
"I'm going to save her from going over
the falls. Isn't there any rope around7"
Howard Bruin made a rapid search.
"Here's a wash-line."
"That will do. I guess. Come on."
Without another word Dairy ran with
all speed to a point a short distanee tie-
low the barn.
Here the stream narrowed just before
entering among tlie- roeks. and the boy
calculated that the frail rail would pass
within ten yards of the shore.
Quickly unwinding tlie wash-line. he
made a loop at one end.
"Save me! Save me!" screamed the girl,
in an agony of terror.
"Catch tlie end of the rope!" sang out
Larry, as he let fly.
"I—1 can’t let go!" t ried the girl.
The rope came down to within six
inches of her head, but in her terror she
made no attempt to catch it. but clung
fast to the raft, which now rocked vio
lently from side to side.
"You must catch it!" cried Larry, as He
both gathered in the rope and followed
ihe raft down the stream. "Catch it now:
it’s your only chance!"
Again Larry threw the rope, and this
time the girl made a quick grab for it.
But Ihe raft had now reached the first
of the rapids above the fulls. It spun
around and around, and before the girl
could catch the rope she was sent head
long into the madly rushing stream!
She gave one long, piercing scream and
theijf disappeared, to rise to the surface
ten feet further down ihe water-course.
“She is lost now!" cried Howard Bruin,
who had followed closely upon Larry's
heels.
"Not if T can save her!" responded thre
boy. quickly. "Here, hold this end of the
rope."
"You'll he drowned!”
"No. Come along!"
With swift steps Larry ran still farther
down the stream. Presently he reached a
point some distance ahead of the form of
the young girl, now floating partly under
and partly above water.
"Hold fast!" he cried to the man. throw
ing him one end of the rope, and slipping
the loop over his shoulders, he leaped into
the stream.
The swift current at once began to car
ry him downward toward the falls. Yet
he struck out boldly for the middle of the
stream, at the same time shouting to
the girl to come his way. if possible.
"Oh. save me!" screamed thd girl, for
at least the fifteenth time, as Larry bob
bed up close by her side.
"I will. Put your arms around my
neck."
"I—[—can't.”
"Yes. you can. it's the only way."
The girl put up her hands, and Larry
threw them up. one around his neck di
rect and the other up tinder his arm. By
this she was prevented from choking him.
"We ll both be drowned!” she wailed.
Oh. why did 1 go on the raft! Mamma
told me not to go!"
“Hold tight now." cried Larry. "Pull in
there!” lie yelled* to Howard Bruin.
The man complied. The wash-line
strained fearfully.
"Take it easy!" shouted the boy, "or
you'll snap the line!"
“1 must pull you up stream!" panted the
man. "If J don't, you'll be dashed on the
rocks.”
"Well, go slow! There is lots of time.
I've got the girl safe enough!”
Thus cautioned. Howard Bruin began to
work his wav cautiously up the bank of
the swiftly flowing torrent. The wash-line
was stretched like a harp-cord, and the
perspiration rolled down the man’s face.
Larry tried to swim, and tints assist in
the work, but the girl he was trying to
save was a dead weight upon him. and hr
could do iittle more than keep her and
himself upon the surface.
“Tie the line fast to a tree and then run
it in to the bank!" called Larry- "You are
far enough above the rapids now."
( otning to a crooked tree which over
hung the stream, Howard Bruin made
last. But in his excitement he made rath
er a loose knot, and hgrilly had h ■ start
ed to i- -■ the Hi , • ■ abort inti
>' sill*. Barry snouted out a warning. 7mi
it came too late. The line came loose and
sii.oped through Howard Bruin's hands.
"It's gone!" he yelled hoarsely. He made
a .jump and caught the very end. But he
could not hold it. and over he went into
ihe stream, the line whipping an instant
later out of his grasp.
\ mi re lost! he shouted, and then he
had to swim to save himself.
Larry saw the line slip, and realized at
once that if anything was to be done lie
iLiist do it. No one else could now help
him. Fortunately, his worn-out shoes
were loose, and he had no difficulty in
kicking them off. \\ bile lie was doing
this he struck out desperately for the
opposite shore, which seemed to offer a.
better chance of escape.
"Don’t hold on quite so tight," he said
in the terrified girl. "I can't swim if you
do that."
She loosened her grasp just a lilt. She
was too frighteui d to do more.
I lie pair were now less than a hundred
feet from where tin- worst of the rapids
began. The water boiled and foamed nil
around them, and Larry's eyes were dash
ed ftili of spray.
I must make that bank somehow,"
mutti red the hoy to himself, grimly. "I’ve
got lo do it. if it takes every ounce of
muscle and nerve in me."
He kept on boldly, desperately, madly.
The Shore was now less than fifteen feet
away. Ten minutes more, and their fate
would he decided.
But now a jagged rock loomed up in
front of them, over which the tierce tor
n-in of water swept and dashed at a fu
rious rate.
"Oh. the rock!" shrieked the girl. "We'll
be dashed to pieces!"
She had hardly spoken when Larry’s
shoulder eanie in sharp and painful con
tact with the rock. Then his head
struck, and for the instant he lost his
senses.
Howard Bruin, who had by this time
climbed out of the stream, and was now-
watching Larry's efforts to save himself
and ihe girl, gave a cry of alarm.
"1 told him he would lose his life!"
But. luckily, it was only for the instant
that Larry’s senses left him.
Before he and his fair burden had slid
from the rock Larry pulled himself to
gether mentally. He made a wild clutch
to the right and to tho left of him. and
one of his hands came in contact with a
shari> corner of the rock. Larry's grip
was a good one. and he clung to the side
of the big stone with all his might.
The water roared and dashed on all
sides of tlie pair, and the girl screamed
at the top of her voice.
At that moment several ladies ami gen
tlemen on horseback appeared close to
them.
"Look! Look! A boy and a girl In the
water!" cried the foremost of the ladies.
"4Vhy. it's Maud Noxweli!" ejaculated
one of the gentlemen. "How did she get
down here?" •
"We must save them!”
"Get a rope!”
“There is a long fence raii. Won’t that
reach the rock?"
The rail mentioned was brought forth
and found to be too short by two feet.
"There is a longer rail hick here." cried
one of the gentlemen. "['11 get that."
He sprang away and soon returned with
the rail he had mentioned.
One end was allowed to rest on the
bank, while the other was dropped to the
rock.
Larry saw it coming and caught it.
Thpn lie placed the end where it c.ould
not slip,
"Come, hold fast now. ’ he said to the
girl.
She obeyed tremblingly, and with his
fair burden clinging around his neck.
Larry worked his way to shore.
More than once it looked as if both
would be swept away by the current, but
at last the danger was past, and dripping
wet. both stood once again on solid
ground.
"Maud, w'nat can this mean?" cried one
.' 1 jrii it. Then,
■;.rif’*, -1. D- {,-uli
of the ladies of the party.
"I was on a raft, and it got away from
the end of the garden,” replied the miss
of ten. "Mamma told me not to go on the
raft."
“You saved her life, young man." said
one of the gentlemen, turning to Larry.
"i( is quite a feather in your cap."
"Thanks." returned the boy. laconically.
We had a lively scramble of it. though.”
"i’m very much obliged.” said Maud
Noxweli, somewhat stiffly. Til teli
mamma what a brave boy you are!"
" r l hat's all right." replied Larry, hasti
ly. -Say. how can I get back to the other
side?”
"Tl.iere is a bridge up the stream about
a quarter of a mile." replied the gentle
man who had«ffirst addressed him.
I'm off,"
belong ^!o.rc?” ' f
NVi’: , ait I ni stopping ju-t now at Mr.
Howard Bruin's place."
"Oh!" The gentleman said no more, and
even one or two of tlie ladies turned
a why.
One. iif the ladies, who 1)ad not spukert
to Larry, but who had been watching him
narrowly, now came forward.
"Young man. may I ask your name?"
"Larry, inadame."
“And your last name?”
"Larry Curly.”
"You say you do not belong here?”
"May I ask where volt do belong?"
"1 came originally from New York, hut
I've knocked around a good hit in Phila
delphia and other cities." *
The lady seemed to become more inter
ested than ever.
"And you say your name is Larry Cur
ly?"
Before Lurry could reply to the last
question one of the other ladies rode up.
"Come, Lucy: we are waiting for you,”
she said.
"Go on; I'll he with you presently.” re
plied the lady. "1 wisli to ask this—this
noble, young fellow a few questions, that
is all."
"Very well: meet its at the picnic
grounds."
And the second lady rode off. followed
by the others, one of the gentlemen allow
ing Maud lo ride his steed while he
walk.-d.
"And where may you be from. Curly?"
"New York city." returned Larry, won
dering if the Judy had forgotten his for
mer answer to this question.
"1 mean what part of New York?”
"Oh! As near as I can figure it. Cher
ry street."
For a moment the lady was silent. Then
she put out her hand. "I think you are
a noble young man to save Maud, and
would he pleased to have you call at ray
house—after you leave Mr. Bruin’s place.
My name is Mrs. Kenuington. and r live
in the white house on Eagle Lake, to the
north of here. Any one can tell you where
the place is."
He wondered why the lady wished hint
to call.
The lady took another good look at Lar
ry. Then she stepped to a nearby rock,
mounted her horse and galloped off.
"By jinks! this is strange!" murmured
Larry, as he gazed after her. "She looked
at me as if she was trying to read my
very thoughts. And there is something
in her face that makes me think 1 have
seen her before. But. pshaw' that’s only
a notion."
Larry waited until the lady had disap
peared from view, and then he hurried
along the stream until he reached tlie
bridge which had been mentioned to him.
Although he was dripping wet and had
lost his hat. he was not particularly
down-hearted, and as he walked along he
whistled the air of one of the latest pop
ular songs.
Soon the’boy heard the rattle of wheels.
He looked along the road and saw How
ard Bruin approaching, seated on a buck-
ijoard "I drove around to see what had
become of you." said the artist. "Jump
in."
Larry took a seat on the-tailend of the
buckboard. declaring himself too wet to
sit beside the artist, who had put on a
dry suit, and the horse's head was turned
back over the road he had come.
It did not take long to reach the art
ist’s residence. Once there. Howard Bruin
hunted up a suit and some underclothing
for Larry and made the boy put them on.
"They are not the best in the world, but
they are better than your old ones, and
I want you to keep them,” he said.
When Larry had dressed himself he had
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to tell the story of what had occurred on
the other side of the stream, ai the point
which had been out of Howard Bruin’s
sight. The artist listened with close atten
tion.
"You mustn't expect, much from Mrs.
Noxweli." lie said. "She i3 known as the
meanest woman in this country.”
•■[ don't want anything." replied Larry,
promptly. "I didn't do the girl a service
for what 1 could get out of it."
"Well. Mrs. Noxweli could well afford
to do the handsome thing by you—she's
rich enough: but I doubt if she does any
thing."
“Perhaps T won't let her do anything,
even if she tries. Do you know this Airs.
Kennlngton?”
"Not very well. I understand, though,
that she is a very fine lady."
"She asked me a pile of questions."
"I suppose she was curious to know-
something concerning such a hero, and—"
“Hold on. Mr. Bruin. I'm no hero."
“Yes, you are.”
"Not much. I'm an everyday boy. down
on my luck. And. say!"
"What now?"
"That liarn isn't cleaned up yet. I'm
going down and finish up the job."
"Very well, Larry. And you can stay to
dinner if you wish."
"Thanks: I never refuse a meal. It's my
one weakness. When you want me you
can whistle." And without further words
Larry left the house, breaking out into
a lively whistle as soon as he was out
doors.
"Ail odd sort, but a boy to my liking,"
thought Howard Bruin. "J wish i had
work for him here. 1 would like to study
him. 1 must help him. since Cousin Percy
treated him so meanly.”
Once down in the barn. Larry set to
work with a will. The structure was
cleaned in every part, and then he began
on the harness, polishing up the metal
pieces until they shone like mirrors, and
oiling the leather work, lie was just fin
ishing up'when there came a loud whistle
from the house.
"Can't be dinner time yet." lie thought,
as he put the last of the harness away.
As he approached the house he saw an
old colored man sitting oil the porch
bench, talking to Howard Bruin.
"Larry, here's a messenger to see you."
said the artist. "This is Abe Jackson. He
works for Mrs. Noxweli."
"Am yo’ de young gen'man wot saved I
Miss Maud's life?" asked the negro, ris- j
ing. i
"Well. I did something of that sort." |
replied Larry modestly.
"Deli. Mrs. Noxweli tole me to tell yo" j
dal she'd Vie mighty pleased if yo’ would j
cum up to de house an' call on her."
Larry looked at Howard Bruin as much j
as to say. "What shall I do?"
“You may as well go, I-arry." -aid the
artist. "Don't let what I said hold you
back."
"All right, then.” said Larry.
A few minutes later Vie anti tlie colored '
man were on the way.
mid
da> '
Chapter III.—Larry Learns Some
thing.
Larry found the negro a talkative per
son. an.I on I lie road gained considerable
knowledge concerning Mrs. Noxweli and
her only daughter Maud.
: She am a worry close pussun.'
Ah, .lacks.. .1. "1 J.ckOt. *;.■'■• a! •
closes pus? in yo' kin meet in a
trabels.”
"What does she want of me?" ques
tioned Larry.
"Dal 1 can't say. She finks a heap ob
dat gal Maud, and mebbe she wants to
show yo' her 'predation ob de situation.
"1 don't want anything of her," return
ed the boy. briefly.
"Well. 1 reckon wot she gibs yo' won’t
break yo' back to carry away." grinned
Abe.
Larry found the Noxweli mansion a very
fine one. It fronted on the main road,
while the rear of the spaeious grounds
sloped down to the river.
Abe Jackson ushered Larry into a mag
nificently-furnished hallway and motioned
him to a seat.
"I'll have to do something for the boy."
Larry heard a high-pitched and disagree
able voice say in a back room. "It won i
look well if I don't. The neighbors would
all talk about me.”
"He looked like a nice boy. but I guess
he was a trump," came the reply, in tin-
voice of the girl Larry had saved.
"A tramp? Well, we'll soon see. If he's
merely a tramp. I'll give him a dollar and
his dinner and let him go.”
The voices suddenly ceased, and there
was a rustic of silk.
"She's just what Mr. Bruin said she
was." thought Larry. "1 want nothing
starv-
from her—wouldn't take it if I
i kept waiting for
trig.
Larry
minutes. Then Abe Jackson can
ushered him into the parlor.
"Here is de young gen'man. Mrs
well." he said, and disappeared.
"So you arc the young man wh
assisted my daughter when she had fall
en into the water." said Mrs. Noxweli.
surveying Larry sharply from head to
foot.
••Well. I did help her a little," resound
ed the boy. briefly.
"Of course Maud might have saved her
self. but I am very thankful to you for
—ah—what you did."
“You are welcome, madante."
Larry's brief speech seemed to arouse
Mrs. Noxweli, and again she looked him
over from head to foot. Then a slight
frown rested on her unusually high fore
head.
“Do you—that is. are you employed
around here?" she said.
“No. madame. I’m out of a job."
"Do you belong in Cleveland?"
"Well, that's the last town 1 was in.
but 1 came from Philadelphia."
"Ah. I see. and out of employment. Too
bad! Have you had—ah—had dinner?"
"Not yet. I am to dine with Mr. Bruin,
but cam- over here because your man
said you wished to see me."
-Mr. Bruin? Are you—what brings you
to his place?" cried Mrs. Noxweli, and by
her manner it was plain to see that there
was no love lost between herself and the
artist.
“Fortune, madame. And T find him a
very nice man." added Larry. who
thought he saw a way of ' getting
square" for the insulting remarks she
had let fall concerning him.
"He mav he—to some. [ have a differ
ent opinion." replied the lady, haughtily.
“But ihat has nothing to do with the
matter at hand. As you arc to dine with
him. it will be useless to ask you to dine
here. But I wish to reward you for your
slight services to my daughter," here
Mrs. Noxweli brought out her purse. "Al
low me to present you with this bill in
her behalf."
And she held out a dollar bill toward
La rry.
“No. thank you. I don't wish it." he re
plied. drawing lack.
If ever there was a surprised woman
that woman was Mrs. Amanda Noxweli.
She could not believe that she had heard
aright.
"Did you—diil you say you didn't wish
it?" she asked.
"That’s it. madame."
"But—but "
"It was only a slight service—not worth
paying for," returned Larry, with a fine
sarcasm which was entirely lost on the
would-be lady beforp him.
“Yes. but you—don't you need the
money, young man?"
“Yes—we all need money.” Larry
laughed. “But f prefer to work for what
1 get. I don't live on charity."
Something in Larry's tone causer] Mrs.
Noxweli to spruce up.
“Young man, are you—what do you
mean?" she demanded.
"Just what [ said."
"You are impertinent."
"Then what did you want to offer nm a
dollar for? I'm not in need of your mon
ey. Did you wish to see me about any-
tiling lese?"
"Really', you are tiie rudest young mail
I ever saw!" she returned, tartly. "A
tramp, and won’t accept a dollar from
one who wishes to do you a great ser
vice.”
"I prefer to stand on my own feet,
madame; that's all."
“Very well, then. But I can see your
idea. You wanted me to increase the
amount. But I won’t do it. You didn't
do much. Any one could have done it."
"Is there anything else you wish to see
mo about?”
"Certainly not.”
"Then I’ll take pleasure in leaving your
place. Good day.”
Mrs. Amanda Noxweli merely looked at.
him. an expression intended for deep
scorn upon her face. A second later Lar
ry was out of the mansion and on his
way back to Howard Bruin's residence.
“Well, she's the worst I ever struck!
he declared to himself. "By jinks! but
she made me mad as soon as she opened
her mouth. I wouldn't want to work for
her. I'll wager Abe Jackson lias no pic
nic of it."
When he arrived at the artist's house
lie found dinner just being served by
Maggie, the housekeeper. Howard Bruin
smiled at him as lie entered.
"Did you have a nice time?" lie asked,
as he motioned Larry to a seat at i tu
la ble.
"She is a—tartar!" burst out Larry.
"She thought she was going to do some
thing big by offering me—what do you
think? a dollar! It wasn't the money, but
her manner would provoke a saint."
“You are right there, Larry: I know
her like a book. I once had a lawsuit
with her over some property along the
river, and 1 found out just what she
was."
“I hope you bested her?"
“1 did. I was in the right, and 1 won
the case. But she fought it tooth and
nail to the end. Another rase is now
pending.”
“And now you are bitter enemies."
"Worse than that. 8he has circulated
stories about me. and she has made some
folks in this neighborhood believe that I
was not holiest—as 1 told you when we
first met."
“Well, such a woman is worse than a
serpent.” declared Larry.
How true his words were to prove will
be shown in the chapters which follow.
Howard Bruin was so taken with Lar
ry's manner that when the midday meal
was over he invited the boy to go fishing
with him. saying he could stay at the
place over night if he so wished.
"And tomorrow I'll drive to Cleveland
with you and see if I can’t get you some
sort of a situation," the artist added.
Tp-k proposition jus? suited y.
whd was growing weary of tramping
from place to place looking for a situa
tion. and he did not hesitate to accept the
kind offer.
"I'm in no mental condition to work, so
I'll knock off for the day." Howard
Bruin observed. "We'll go up to Eagle
lake and try our luck."
“Eagle lake?" observed Larry. "That's
ihe sheet of water upon which Mrs. Ken-
ningtoit's house is situated."
"Yes; I'll point the house out to you on
the way to the fishing cove."
The two were soon off. and when Eagle
lake was reached the artist led the way
to where a tine flat-bottom bhar was
moored.
"Can you row, Larry?”
"Oh. yes; I've rowed on the Harlem
river and on the Delaware," returned the
boy.
He was son seated at the oars and
proved a good stroke.
"There is Mrs. Kennington’s residence."
said tlie artist, presently, as he pointed
to a fine mansion painted (litre white, and
surrounded by bushes anil trees.
Larry loolu-d at the place, and after a
moment of silence his brow grew per
plexed.
"What's the matter?" questioned his
companion. "Anything wrong'?"
"1 was just thinking, or trying to
think." returned the boy. slowly. "It
seems to me I’ve seen some place like that
tie tori'.”
y ten
"Quite
likely.
There
arc a
mimher of
a nil
such residences
ed thr
• ughotit
the
country.
That s
vit- r.r
archil.
cture is
Pe-
X o x -
culiar to
this s
ction.”
"1 don’
mean
i hat.
[ 111 eat
that I
\v ;-t s
-ah—
thinking
1- had
seen a
place
e x a e i! y
like
"Were you ever here before?"
"No."
"Humph! Well, there may be such a
house on such a lake as this somewhere."
"I suppose that’s it."
"A boat is putting off from Mrs. Ken
nington’s dock," observed Howard Bruin,
a moment later. There is a young fellow
in it. Gregory Kennington. the widow's
only son."
"Then she is a widow?"
"Yes. This Gregory is a good-for-
nothing. and J understand he nearly wor
ries the life out of his mother."
“It's a pity his father isn't alive to take
him in hand, then."
"That's true. He has it too easy, you
see. He ought to be thrown out on his
own resources."
“Like myself. for instance." laughed
Larry.
“Exactly. I-arry. Though you may not
know it. toughing it has made a good deal
of the man of you."
"1 believe you. sir. L've found out I'm
not of so great importance, after all. and
1 know a good thing when l see it—a snap
liket his. for instance." and again the boy
laughed, the man joining.
"You are an odd sort in some ways," he
said. "And you Here comes Gregory
Kenningt on !"
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