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CONCERNING A BOY.
By Charles Ki-nnctt Burrow,
Author of "The Way of th* Wind," "The
Kir* of Life.” Etc., Etc.
ropyrtght. I*oo, by C. K. Burrow.
••< on*. get out °' that! - *
Tummy got out of It with singular rapid
ity. and stood. bllnkinc. at th* door of the
l.irn. He had been working the chaff
cutter to th* beat of hi* email strength
the Imminent risk of his fingers, and
t.-.oUgh he obeyed the voice. It wax with
feeling Of damaged dignity, lie looked
Ixi. k Into the shadow of th* building.
I eay. Fitch, you might be more polite,
An' let you mangle yourself, Master
•I was all right," eafd Tommy. "Be
si'les, i was helping you, wusn t I?"
rialnly." he said, "you 'ad cut quite
oh!" aald Tommy; “why 1 was turn
l-.r the wheel for half an hour."
Turnin' the wheel ain't everythin'!"
you're In a bad temiier, Fitch!" Tom
try raid severely. "I don't like you when
J,.ure In a bad temper ."
The man grinned again and began to
t . p irate a. iruaa of hgy. ,
"O, no I'm not, Master Tom," he aald;
-put I won't have you playing with my
rii irhlne and a-dltlgurln' of yourself. I
rirseay. now. you’d have put a Slone In
II you'd a-thought on It" '
I'm not auch a kid aa all that." sakl
T mmy, and he marched off with hla
hands in hi* pockets.
Tommy had set out with the notion of
having a pleasant afternoop. First he
He marched off with hla hands In his pockets.
bid tried the ’billiard room, but the two
m*n playing there, hi* father's gu-*els-.
rot only refused lo let him have a cue.
hteh was bad enough, but also seemed
inclined to resent his Intrusion alto
gether: so that the boy. after secreting
block* of chalk departed on another
q ie*t. Then he went to the imultry
ir*l amt mesmerised a hen by drawing a
chalk cirri* round It; that, howeiergaas
a slow occupation, and after he bad
laughed at the Idiotic expression of Ihe
fowl he went away, entirely forgetting
to release It from bondage. After that
h* Journeyed to see the boot-boy, who al
ways had Interesting things in hi* pock
et* and knew where thrift' nests were to
I* found; but the boot boy had gone on
a round of errands, and th* housekeeper
was croe* because she had |*artleularly
wanted him that afternoon: there was no
s’, tupathy to be ha-1 there. Then came
the .-plot*!* of the chaff-cutter, which had
promised eo well and en U-l o unsatis
factorily. When Tommy strolled off In ihe
Mai sunshine, therefore. h was nalur
alli in a condition of high discontent.
Me put all hla misfortunes down lo the
presence of guest* tn the house; he dis
approved of guests, unlcs* they happened
to be boy*. In anc way or another they
Hello, Ml** Mortimer, I say you did give me a fright
were always upsetting hi ! plans, appear
ing at inopportune momenta or crossing
hit* trails. Then they were toil serious,
' "'.Over billiards—which, In Tommy's
i liw, consisted In hard driving round tho
' *<*!•■ they didn't romp; they didn't even
their ours and singlesticks and aim
'I one nnoiher's heads Ii seemed to
Tommy that It wnm'i worth while t®
t ow Older at all If all the fun were to
h left liehlnd. Il appeared lo him that
ar own-up* misled ihelr opportunities far
" re than he did; l>ut they w. re never
' '1 of It as he was so pteslslently.
Ho strolled round to the tennis ground.
' I with his hands In his pockets. In
* vague hope that he might Indues
'"! one lo play with him. But the two
r iris were deserted, and the nets sagged
*f pondlngly. •
Well. I'm Mowed," said Tommy, "of
n!: the slow places!"
a the south of the tennis courts was
* l ttle wood of beeches, and beyond that
' (team The bootboy had Instructed
1 <nmy In the art of loach tickling, und
" lucre seemed nothing else to do, he de
' mined lo devote an hour to that pur
*l ’ There Wasn't much fun In doing It
"on# hut still It was h tier than uoth
-1 v 'c'ordlngly. Tommy dived through
"■ wood. sat down on the bank of the
"mini, and proceeded to take his shoes
*"d siockings off.
I' ws pleasant, after all. to feej the
oo|, clear water rlppllrg against his* legs,
and one* you began searching tha stream
ror fish there wtre all sorts of slrsng*
and pretty things to l>* seen at the bot
lom—colored pebble* and the tike; but
when the | ebbles were pk-ked up and drlad
all the color* disappeared. This, however
was *o perfectly In accord with fairy
stories that Tommy didn't mind
After a time.he found a loach with Its
wavy body set nose-wire toward a atona.
Very cautiously ho got hi* hand below It.
and with a mighty Jerk sent It high on
to the bank. It was a most successful
capture, and put him In a good temper
at once. Hut a dead loach was no use to
him. and he bad brought no Jar wltn
him accordingly, he held the llsh In th*
water with one hand that It might not die
prematurely, amt with the other made a
•lock for Its reception. When the lo*ch
was transferred to this It appeared rather
Itabby and Inclined to lie over on It* able,
but Tommy had a hopeful temperament.
"What are ycu doing?" asked a voice
Tommy stood bolt upright with his
legs straddled, and stared around.
"Hello, Miss Mortimer!' he said! "I
say, you did give me a fright!"
Mias Mortimer was sitting on a fallen
tree trunk Just In the shadow of the wool.
She held her Index flnger between the
pages of a hook. "I can't get away from
these p-ople anyhow; It's sickening!"
“I'm sorry 1 tightened you." said Mist
Mortimer. "What are you doing there?"
''Tickling." said Tommy.
"Tickling?” -it rt ;
“Is that a Ash?”
"Yes." said Tommy; "I've Just caught
one You may come and took al It If you
Mis* Mortimer laid down her book and
stepped across to the side of the stream.
"There II Is." said Tommy. "It looks a
bit queer, doesn't It?"
"Very queer. I don't think It's well."
"Per'ep- the fall hurt It."
"Very likely, poor thing."
"Could we do anything to make tt bet
ter?" Tommy asked, stirring it up with
"Put It back tn tHr stream "
"Put It back?" The suggestion wa# so
startling that Tommy could hardly be
lieve hi* ear*. '
"Yes. put It back. A dead fish wouldn't
tie any good to you. would It? It Isn't
hig enough to cook: besides. you
wouldn't like lo eat a thing that had died,
"But ttsh always die before they're eat
en." haul Tommy; "they must, of courtw."
"Rut ltd* I* a lingering death," satd
Miss Mortimer, who., logic wa* unequal
to such an argument. ”Io put It back.
Tommy, to please me," #he added, laying
a hand on hi* shoulder.
‘•Of course, if you really want tie to,”
said Tommy Then, brightening up. "I
might catch It again another day when
"Of course, you might," aald Miss. Mor
"Then here goes,” *ald Tommy. He
picked up Ihe unfortunate flah. held It In
hi* hot hand toward* Ihe gtrl for her
closer Inspection, and then dropped It In
to the stream.
"Thank you. Tommy." said Mlsa Mor
"I believe the beast was shamming.'
•Wouldn't you sham If you were caughl
"I might." Tommy admitted.
“Will you come and talk to me for a
Urn, ' I'm alone, you see."
"VII right." said Tommy. H would
hov. preferred to go on tickling hut he
ii l olltP boy lo ladle*; be*We*, bo
Id a g e. admiration for Mis. Marti
"minors he was little *hy of her
hut om there he felt that he could tell
he! things; already. that afternoon, he
t, -,i i itmhl hor nomrlhlfiff.
They went together to the fallen tree
Ji Tommy aal beside Miss Mori Inter
Z\ rutSe.l hi. pink fee. together re
. uwa. mu tin arm rmitW ni*
"""I'l r and a roU bm un.,dy hair,
shoulder ami h „
Tommy rather world .
""wh. n .°have you been doing all the
• Nothing much.
"Won't you *‘ and B "’ • . ...
• o Tf you llki." said Tommy, and l e
I, ro r. d-d lo give her an account of hie
umudf factory doings. The theme was en
you like Mr Fllton?"
•He 1 all right, ascepl when ha* play-
THE AIOKNING NEWS. SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 30,1900.
Jos. A. Magnus
Ete I & co.
Ing billiards. I collared a piece of chalk,
He produced the chalk from hi* pocket
for Miss Mortimer'* admiration.
"Beautiful," she said.
"I'd like to run away." aald Tommy,
"only I couldn't go alone, you know, could
"It’d be splendid!"
"1 should rather like to go with you,
"Foukl you?” cried Tommy.
"Well, I'm not n boy, you see."
"That doesn't matter "
“I'm afraid it does," said Miss Mor
"You could dress tip Ilk* * boy "
"I wonder how I should look "
"You'd look Jolly." said Tommy. "You'd
have to have your hair cut. though, or
they'd take you for a poet, or some
"That would never do," said Mlsa Mor
"If we could only do It." said Tommy.
"We'll thjnk about It. shall we?"
"If you like." sai l Totnmv. He did not
feel very hopeful. Even In his small ex
perience delays were usually fatal. Miss
Mortimer was not alow to observe his de
"Poor Tommy," she said; "you' tv a dear
boy, ar.d not so very naughty.” She drew
him closer and kissed him Now Tommy.
In the ordinary way. did not care for
kisses, but that one was not at all un
pleasant. and he knew how funny girl*
were. After a time, Mlsa Mortimer cried
"O. Tommy, w'nat's that In the stream?"
Tommy darted off and rescued hi* shoe*
and stockings, which had slipped Into the
watVr from the bank He came back, cur
rying the shoes. Into which he had stuffed
the stocking*, by their laces. He was
"I don't see anything to laugh at." satd
Tt s awfully funny,” said Tommy, go
ing into an explosion. "I expect they I*ll
on the old loach, and Anlshed him!"
"What are you going to do?"
"Bare feet ate all right. I ofl*n go about
In hare fees. Dad say* tt'e good for me."
Mis* Mortimer glanced at his strong
young limbs and smiled.
"I daresay II Is." he said. "Hadn't you
better take the stockings out of the boots
and spread them out to dry?"
"O. It doesn't matter!"
“Tommy, you're buy." (Hi* did It "her
self. while the boy watched with a
thoughtful pucker on his forehead.
"I'm not really laiy, you know," he
"Only they'r* always setting me to do
things that aren't any use."
"Stockings are of use."
•'I wan't thinking about stockings. I'm
aolna to by a aallor. an*l they give ma a
lot of •iima to do. Sums are no good to
"O, yy they are."
"Well. I asked I'ncle Joe to halp ma tha
other day—ha'a a captain, you know—and
•'Perhaps ha wouldn't." said Mtsa Mor
"Ha couldn't." Tommy Instated "Ha
didn't know what a aommoij denominator
"Dreadful!" cried Miss Mortimer, who
had entirely forgotten what It was her
self To her relief Tommy abruptly left
"I wish I had another block of chalk."
"Isn't one enough?"
"I might lose It. and then I ihould be
"I see." said Miss Mortimer Then she
flushed slightly and smiled, beginning to
stroke Tommy's hair again
■'l>o you particularly wont It this after
noon?” she said.
•'I could do without It. of coarse," sold
Tommy, heroically, i
"1 think I can manage It for you "
Mias Mortimer took a notehnok from her
pocket and tore out a leaf, on which she
wrote. ''Miss Mortimer presents her com
pliment* to Mr Fitton. and will he klndlv
give the bearer a piece of chalk to moke
n pair The hearer 'collared' the other
piece* from under Mr Pitton's eyes this
afternoon " Hnvlng folded thta missive
and written Mr. Fltton'a name upon It.
she handed if to the hoy.
••Thrr\" h* *o!d. "Ink* Ihut to Mr.
Ktttnn and come hack and tell me what
"If he's not In the hllltard room what
shall 1 do? I daren't go Into the drawing
room with bare feet."
"If he's not In the billiard room bring
the note back to me. And Tommy, don't
tell Mr Fitton where I am."
"All rtgh'." said Tommy. Ha set ofT at
top speed through the wood and across
the lawn, and daahfd Into the hllltard
room tike a runner breasting the tape.
"Hello'” Mr. Fitton rose from a seat In
he window and stared at Tommy; then
he broke Into a pleasant laugh.
"Well, youngster, what do you want.
h " I Mease I've brought this." said Tom
my breathlessly, holding out the note Mr
Fitton took It with a bewildered air, eare
foilv opened Its many folds and read
Then aT expression came into his eye.
which entirely re.mured Tommy evso
: hough the next words were stortllng
rn, Tte you collared a place of chalk this
"Yea." said Tommy.
••And you want onother piece.
"Well, there you are " Tommy .slipp'd
,he Kook into hl pocket, sold Thank
von " and turned to go
"•Hold on! Where It Ml* Mortimer?"
•Tm not to toll you "
•*Wh#r# hnv* you T
••fly th** ftr^atn.”
Tnmmv suddenly realised that he was
on tT bom. Of giving Miss Mortimer
Sway, end added hurriedly: But she
wasn't Ashing with me!"
* "flood bov " sold Mr Fitton. "I won't
•rv to And out your secret " He turned
the note over and over In hi* finger*
looked out Of the win*low. pinched one q|
Tommv's legs, appeared to hesitate abouf
ilk'd so i w rt'in t ble
•\i iv i go?" asked Tommy
.. Xnt y,t old mm Here think what
,-ou ll bur with this while t write a note
He gave Tommy flve-shllllng piece, and
the boy'* though!, instantly ran riot over
„ chaos of possible purchase* Tney |*tr
tlcularlv Inclined. however, toward |e,id a
.osdiem and cannon, with pews tor hall*
The afternoon was turning out famoualy.
1 When Mr. Fitton had flniahed ha took
a diamond ring from his little Anger and
allpped It Into th* envelop* with the note
"There," he said, “go straight to Mis*
Mortimer with that, will you?"
"All right," aald Tommy. "I say. 1
wish you'd teach me to play billiard* "
"1 will tome day -when you're bigger "
"I could stand on a footstool,” said
"So you could, to be aur*. Perhaps
we ll try to-morrow "
With this comforting prospect tn view.
Tommy dashed bock to Mis* Mortimer
"I've got the chalk." he sold "and this!"
Mlsa Mortimer locked at the Av*-hlllln
piece |n hit hand amt blushed
“And Mr. Fltton sent this to you." Tom
my went on. "1 think there’s something
Mis* Mortimer's blush deepened a* tha
opened the envelope, and when the ring
fell oul her Up* parted to free something
between a sigh and a sob Then sh*
read v hat Mr. Fltton had wrlten.
Aftn a long silence Tommy looked up
and tnw Miss Mortimer rather tremu
lously trying to ellp the ring on to her
"If,: awfully pratty, tsn’t It?" Tommy
"Y*# fihall I wear It or throw tt Into
the siream? Mr. Fltton says I may do
which I like "
"I should swop it for something else."
sold Tommy* "Birt I dare say you won't
want anything else ”
"I couldn't swop It. Tommy A**, It Just
At# me!" The ring shone on th# third
Anger of her left hand
"I should leave It there, then." said
"I think I shall." sakl Mlsa Mortimer.
And then to Tommy’* Intense surprise,
she c tught him in a close embrace and
called him a "darling boy." It took him
some Java to understand nuttier*, and
even then It seemed to him that grown
up* and particularly hi* .father's guest*,
made a great fuss about a little thing.
THE LITTLE BROWN HOUSE.
A MIYF. STORY.
By Gertrude Smith.
"There comes those dear children over
to see me. Hold up your skirls. Althea
You'd ought to have gone around by the
road this wet morning "
"Wilfred Insisted on coming this way."
Althea answered. laughing
"I love to come by the xlg-xag meadow
path over to Aunt lioey’s." said th* young
man. nd taking off his h*t. lie made a
low bow tn the little wum*n standing In
"Of all the happy ones l ever saw. I
do believe you two are th* happiest!" said
Aunt Roey, looking down at them with
"We're come over to breakfast," said
"Oh. have you? That I* nice. I eaA
give you strawberries wild cream and toast
and some of Tuodie's egg* "
"Dear little Total:* doesn't know whal
a blessing she Is.” laughed Wilfred
"If she doesn't. It Isn't because Aunt
Koey hasn't told her." said Althea "Hhe
talk* to everything about the place. Why,
she even talks to th* cloth!”
"JThere, there, Althea Don't tell all
my foolishness! Take Wilfred on Into
the front room, and I'll call you In a few
When Ihe two were alone In the long,
sunny parlor Wilfred took Althea's hand
and led her to the piano.
It had been bought by Aunt Roey ns
t special Inducement to the young people
who lived across ihe meadow. Since
Althea's engagement to Wilfred Bnayton
the Instrument had brought the little lady
u pleasure she had never hoped for.
It wws not difficult lo read the etory of
ihese two. Althea was a country maiden
and when presently the little brown house
> ,-ho.d with Wilfred's rich barttoifte you
knew beyond question that lie wa* no or
Althea turned on the music stool and
looked up at him as the song came to an
"Oh. I long to have mother and the
girls and Aunt Roey hear you sing In a
hall, ns I did last winter They haven’t
really heard vou yet, you know ."
"It wouldn't mean as much to them a*
hearing me here, dear." Wilfred answer
ed, kissing her. "1 sing only simple ma
sk- here, because I am singing for their
pleasure. You understand the other, but
they do not."
"That !* Just why I love you," said
Althea, with emphasis. "You never have
tried to Impress them one bk with your
"I have no Importance to Imprests them
with, Althea." Wilfred answered, laugh
ing. "There was a time when a man
who sang as well s* I do would have been
known Ihe eontl*i*m over, but now there
are many who sing as well, and who live
a* well on lh" Income from their talent
as we shall live. And there wws a time,
and not long ago, when It would have been
Imposelhle to have found a girl like Althea
Wtnthnop In Ihe wilds of Northern Mich
'Oh. well, T’ve not always lived right
here. I've been away to achol," aald Al
"Ilreakfast I* ready," said Aunt Roey,
opening the door. “Such a treat aa you
have been giving me. 'dear hoy." "
"You'll get made over, more than'* goes!
for you, with Althea. I'm afraid." said
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breakfast table "It run* In our family
to make averythlng of ottr own. 1 read
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"I guess that la correct,” Wlrfred an
swered. laughing. "Every one who makes
a living wltn a talent need* a spur of
some kind. A* a class we are not flrat
rate business men "
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"What does he mein, Althea?"
"We came over to tell you about 11.
Aunt Roey. Wilfred's brother, who died
last year, left hi* little girl to his charge.
He has Just found out about It. Her
grandmother ha* been keeping It from
“She wanted to keep the child with her,
but she has grown very feeble tn the
lat few months, and. I suppose, as I am
to have a home, she decided to let m*
know Wilfred replied.
“How old Is th* child?" asked Aunt
"Twelve year# old." said Althea
"Th- most difficult and disagreeable
age! When dll you hear about this?"
“Not tl'l yesterday. We sat up half the
night talking about It and thinking wh
oever could undertake It. I want you to
go over and ace mother. Hhe la simply
wild over It. Rhe even want* me to give
up Wilfred entirely."
"If all th* world hod Athra'a heart,
and your common sense. Aunt Roey, this
would not lie n difficult place to
live In We felt brave enough to face
anything when we got well out of the
freshet over at the other house ”
"You will add to your trouble If yon
ran tiol bear at the start to be patient
with Althea's mother,” Aunt Roey an
Wilfred sprang to his feet and went
around in Althee's chair
"I didn't mean a word of It, little girl!
Hhe Is our dear mother, no matter what
"When doe* your eharge com* to
you?" asked Aunt Roey
"That la tlx* tragedy of tt, Atm Roey,
she say* she Is coming to our wedding,"
said Althea "We are not going to have
each other at all! She will be her* to
“Oh, she t* a good one"’ Wilfred laugh
ed. "I know whal a self-willed child she
was at live years old I haven’t seen her
since, but Imagine she ha* made steady
"Here come the girls." said Althea, look
ing out of the window. .
AI Shea's three sisters ram* In the gate
between the hedge and marehed solemn
ly up the walk and Into tha room.
"You might im well divide your wort
•ling clothes In-tween us, Althea," said
Durolyn. "I nm going to have th* violet
lawn, because t malc tt "
"And 1 nm going lo have the rose- col
ored tea gown, because I made It." aald
"The blue morning sack !• mine,” said
"How Is mother this morning, gtrl*r|
asked Althea, anxiously.
"Hhe eay* w* needn't g" on with your
sewing until Wilfred hag dleposed of that
child." replied Carolyn.
Aunt Koey rose and went to th* door
•■Children, stay here unttl 1 return," ehe
Mrs Wlnthrop sat In her darkened room
nursing her thought of the burden that
had come to her daughter on Ihe *v* of
"Now, Itoey, you needn't come over
here and argue with me'" h# said, as
her sister came Into the room.
"1 should never have consented to Al
thea’s marriage, when aha Is *o young,
but for you.
"And you must listen to me now. Char
lotte," aald Roey. drawing a chair to her
sister’* side. ..
•'lt will not do any good for you to talk
1 will never consent to my baby being
burdened In thin *?■ I "
I asked Wilfred lo have Ihe child board
*d somewhere, but he say* sfc* mu, ‘ '*
with him I should think any on* could
see his first duty la to Althea.
"There Is perfect understanding between
Wilfred and Allhea Hhe has i-orisentsd to
their having .he child with **.>“
you wlah to rob Althea of a happiness
that you have been denied?"
"T do not know what you mean
• If you had ever taxi th*
for any one that Althea h* for Wilfred
you would be * stronger woman than you
*Aitheg'* mother got up quickly amt
walked to the wlmtow Hhe stood there
motionless amt silent for a long tlgt*.
Arroitt th* rotiß* ■** *
<lmjftht*ra •Ittlim on lh* hood ptazs* of
fh* littlo brown bout** Wilfred wu* pin**
in*. Ht •trow*, rlrh vole* mm* clearly
••T*ll th* Kirin to oom* bnrwl go
on with Alih* * rewl ng." *h* iwld.
|y. # "I nlwnyft hav* forgotten my*<*u
for my children. Rflty."
••Vou or* forgetting yourself for them
now. <k*S blenz you." Ilocy replied and
It was dusk when th* train drew up Ro
the little station at flarnn.tc Wilfred md
Althea, who had eome together lo meet
their charge, saw her first a* she ran
down the long platform toward them
•T'ncl* Wilfred!'’ exclaimed the IHtlr
girl, and threw her arms about him.
••Ob. oh. you look so much like papa!"
"1 (ore this I* Allhea." Wilfred replied
The child stood on tip-toe uiuf scanned
Allhea'a fare earnestly. "Isn't she pret
ty, Unci* Wilfred? I was frightened to
piece* to see you!" she added. "And
you are not sorry I came to the wedding,
are you? Orandnia said you wouldn't
like tt If I came. I had a real tursl* With
grandma to come and finally 1 had to run
Wilfred wa* silent. A* Ihe child walk
ed on before them to the carriage he
pressed Althea's hand.
"I've good mind to ship her back on
the morning train," he whispered.
Allhea looked up nt him in ourprls*.
"Oh. no; you couldn't do that!’
"Yes. I could. It will do her good to re
fuse to uphold her In such disobedience.”
"It would be to bard! I love her al
ready," said Allhea.
"Hhe Is an attractive child, but my fu
ture Influence with her la at stake. I
shall send her back."
"What makes you both so quietT’ ask
ed Ttora as they drove afong the country
"I have decided to ten.l you back la
your grandmother In the morning," Wil
fred answered, shortly.
"Bend me bark!" exclaimed Dorn, and
burst out crying. "I knew you were sorry
I came, bo* Althea tsn’t. She want* at-."
"No. neither of us want a guest at onr
wedding whom we hav* not invited,” he
“You ought to lavit* ms, then, when
I'm your nkoe ami papa gave me to ■you'"
"W* are going to have a private wed
ding. I supposed you had gained your
grandmother's consent to eome down here.
In Heal case I should have let you stay,
ns It Is, you must go bark tn the morn
"Don't let him send me bark!" Dora
pleaded, clinging to Althea
"You'll n.ive so do as t'ncl* Wilfred
thinks beat." she answered, gently.
•"You must stop crying or you can not
go on with us tt>-nlght," salcS Wilfred,
"What will you do, pul me out tn eh*
road tier* In th* woods?" asked Dora,
"No, tak* you hack and put you on lb*
* O'clock train and telegraph your grand
mother to meet you ”
Dora wa* silent for some time. Sud
denly she laughed out gaily.
"It Is Juat like the story of the I'Hn
ce- and the tltant!" nhn exclaimed.
Wilfred Joined her laugh. "Ho It tat”
he said, "and you know what haptn-ned
to Ihe Prince**, Dora?"
Hhe turned and threes her arms around
"You ran eat me up If you want to. I
love you Whatever you do. you look ao
much like papa!"
From that moment Dora seemed to pot
her grievance completely out of her mind
Hhe we* the life ot the party *ll the
“Isn't she an Intereatlng problem. Al
thea?" Wilfred Baked, aa th* chlkl sat
singing al the piano.
"H*l*n lo that votes. Why, I believe
she ha* leal talent!”
"Yes. she twin to have taken posses
sl.wi of ttm house and every on* in It,"
Wilfred turned and looked at her keen
“Yes, I am Jealous," ahe answered hla
“I thought she would seem more like
a tilth- girl, but she Is so large and posi
tive she'll take ail our thought; we'll nev
er have rch other again."
"Oh, dear, I thought It was all eeltled!"
he aald. wearily.
"I'm thinking of our home, aVd you,
not Just of myself," Allhea returned Hhe
rose quickly and walk's! out through the
o|-n <kior lo tho long pkixsa.
Dora raroe dam Ing oul after her.
"I wont to walk with you," ahe said,
pulling her arm u roil ml Allhea. "Oh, oh,
see that dear little |>ath In (he moonlight!
Where does It haul tot"
"Over to Aunt Roey',” replied Althea,
a bantu ly.
"T- II me about Aunt Roey."
"Why. there I* not much lo tell. Hhe
live* alone In that little house Once she
hail a dear hunlwnd and a daughter, but
they are both dead that la •It."
"I* #h* very sorrowful?"
“No. Indeed, *hc I* alwaya happy Every
one goes to her with the# troubles."
"1 guess 111 go lo her with mine," aald
Dora with a nigh
"You'll soon he with os again," re
plied Althea, gently, "and In our own
"I want to run on that little path," aald
, Dora, and she sptang lightly Rom the
*T*l her go, Althea," Wilfred eald.com-
Ing out of the door Juki then. "Wa are
not going to begin any eerktu* work until
after our honeymoon. It I* too much to
think of having a child tike that In our
home at first. Come, wa will go and com
fort your mother by telling her ah* was
right, after all "
"Her grandmother will he glad to keep
her a few months longer. I'm sure," said
"No, ahe la unhappy thera I shall find
some place for her to board. There ehe
goes running along the path. Isn't\ehe a
graceful, pretty rhlldF'
‘Tome tn, dear," Aunt Roey, answered
to Ihe gentle tap at her door.
"You don't know who It Is," Dora aald,
pushing open the doer.
"Ye*. 1 do. 1 saw you coming along the
"Oh. what a lovely room!” Dora ex
claimed, clasping her hands "It Is the
prettiest room I ever #w! What a detr
little place to ell and read In that win
Hhe dropped down on a low stool amt
looked at Aunt Roey Intently.
"100 you know why I came over here?"
",To sec me, I hop*. I waw Juat think
ing of pulling on my bonnet and walk
ing over to aee you."
"I came to tell you my trouble*." mb!
Dors. "Althea aald every one told you
• heir troubles. They are going to semi
me back to grandma's In the morning,
because I ran away to coma to the wel
ding I'll never go hack lo grandma's,
never! They don’t want me to live with
them, and 1 11 hv lo stay there."
"Oh. you are mistaken. They do ex
pect you to live with them as soon at
they are tn their own home."
"Rut they don't want me. T felt It
right away, amt heard them talk white
I wa* tinging, and Althea cried and got
up ami went out on the plnxxa."
"I am afraid you do not love your grand
mother very well,"
“Oh. I k*va her well enough; but tt'x
like living In a graveyard at her home.
I waa ao glad I was going to live with
Uncle Wilfred. Oh. I wlah I could live
here,” ahe aald, looking around. "It Is ao
lovely here. 1 never lived where M waa
happy and pretty l!ke tbla!”
Hitting on Aunt Roey'a lap Dora poured
out all the loneliness of her head since
she had loaf her father.
"There are *om placea where you Juat
can't be good or hnppY, no matter how
hard you rry," she said at the conclusion
of her story.
"And you think that you could be good
and happy here?"
“Yea. I'm sure I could." Dora, wound
her arms around Aunt Roey'a neck. "And
will you coax them to let me atay to the
"Do You know my own Util* daughter
would have been Juat a year older than
vou are If she had lived?" Aunt Roey
said,'' holding Dora ckwe to her heart.
“Her eyes were brown, llkd yours, but
her hnir, I think, was a very little light
A low whistle was heard In th* dia
"There la your uncle coming for you.
Now. keep perfectly still and I will talk
flora ran to tha little* seat tn th* win
*T*II sit here and not open my tips Oh,
oh. doesn't he lo <k like papa coming along
that path In th* moonlight!"
"1 mv little girl her*?" Wilfred catt
ed a* h* came up to the open door.
“Yes, she Is bee. She think* she would
rather live with me than with you and
Althea, and 1 have told her that ah#
may." said Aunt Roey.
"O, I didn't say that!" xrlnlmed Dora.
Wilfred looked from on* to th* other.
"Yia, sh* has won my heart, and I am
going to keep her tea- a white," Aunt
"Ask him to let me stay to th* wedding
Wilfred held oul his hand to h*r, laugh
ing "You know that I can not refuse
you now I give up at! control of you to
Aunt Roey fur a year."
"Oh, pleas* don t ssy that!" erted Dora,
clinging to him. "I belong to you; I'll
go book tf you want me to."
"Dear little gtil! no. you may olay."
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