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'DOWN ON THE FARM.
When a boy I used to dwelt
in n homo I loved so well,
(Far tiwcy among tho clover and tho bee,
Wboro tho morning-glory vino
Hound tlio cabin porch did twine.
And tho robin redbreast sang among tho trees
Tbcro were brothers young and gay,
A father old and pray,
And a mother dear to keep in from all barm;
There 1 passed life's golden hours,
Itunntng wild among tho flowers.
'In my boyhood's happy homo, down on tho
farm.
Chorus t
Many weary hours hnvo passed
Blnco 1 saw tho old place last,
Hut memory still steals o'er mo 1 11(0 a charm
lEvcry old familiar place,
Every kind and loving fnco,
In my boyhood's happy home, down on tho
farm.
And to dny as I draw near
Tho old homo I loved so dear,
A stranger comes to meet me at tho door.
Hound tho place there's many a change,
And the faces all seem strange
'Not a loved ono now to greet mo as of yoro.
My mother dear li laid
Neath tho elm tree's pleasant shade,
And tbe goldon summer sun shines bright and
wnrmi
In tho old familiar place-
I can see a stranger's face.
In my father's old arm chair, down on tho
farm.
Cborui!
Many weary years havo passed
Slnco I saw the ol place last,
llut memory still steals o'er me Ilka a charm;
Every old familiar place,
cry kind and loving face,
In my boyhood's happy hours, down on tho
farm.
Duffalo Novrs.
SflfiffliBoypMSY,
Uy if
CHAPTKIl VH.-CONTIXUBD.
"I never received any messago," he
said, still (razing at her. "I should
have come sooner if I had. I thought
jrou wished to forget old times."
Ollvo looked up suddenly. "Why did
jrou think that?" site miked in a trorau
lous tone.
"Well, I can hardly Bay." lie looked
down awkwardly. "Hut perhaps it
won't do any harm to tll you that It
was Michael's fault," lie added, a deep
flush mounting to his forehead. "Ho
"treats old friends as If they were dust.
Ho gives hiinfcclf airs, and walks pant
jne as If I wcro a gate-post. Take
beed, Olive; a man who forgets his
friend may be faithless to his sweet
heart" "You must not say suoh things," said
Olive, flushing in her turn. "Michael
is preoccupied that's all. I am vory
sorry that ho slighted you, Aaron, hut It
must be unintentional. He Li absorbed
In his own concerns. Ho is clover, you
It now, and his brain Is nlways at work."
"Yes. yes; his brain is always at
work; I know that well enough. And
it's all for helf that ho works mark
that, Olive. He menus to get on, and
lie will get on; nnd he doesn't care who
lulls as long as he can rise."
s mvo signeu, men looxcti up again.
don't know how to talk to you," sho
Id. "You had a better opinion of him
in days gone by."
"I didn't know all that was in him in
days gone by," answered Aaron, lifting
HE LOOKKD AT II Ell SKAHCOINOLT.
his gloomy oyca to hers. "He's a Jug
gernaut, Olive that's what ho is.
Doa't let him crush you under hi
wheels. As for me, it doesn't matter
much. I'm only a poor fellow at my
best."
"I am not afraid for myself. Ho Is
always good to me," sho said, with a
littlo flash of womanly indignation.
"My only concern is for yon, Aaron.
You are out of health and out of spirits.
I hope you haven't forgotten Jaue,"
"Forgotten hcrl" Tho rod flush
mounted to his forehead again. "Is
that likely? I'm not ono of tho for
getful sort. Only I daren't think of hor
too much, because there aro thoughts
that drivo n mun wild. When I'm
lonesome in my room at night her dour
faco comes before mo and makes my
heart ache with a bitter, gnawing pain."
"Oh, Aaron 1 what do you moan?"
cried Ollvo in distress. "Juno would
not pain anyone you least of all! Why
can't you two bo happy together?"
"Happiness is for other peoplo who
have got brains," sold Aaron, bitterly.
"They've lowered my wages, Ollvo,
and they've taken uwoy my hopo of
making a homo for Jauo. You'd havo
thought, perhaps, that Mloaaol, who's
eo much wltk Mr. Edward, would have
nald a word in my favor, llut If ho did
say anything It was against mo."
Ollvo grew very pale, "Oh, Aaron,"
sho answered, faintly, "I am afraid you
ore unjust. Michael cannot have
spoken against you. But don't lose
heart," Bhe added, trying to brighton
him. "And don't loso confidence In
yourself. Jane will wait yoars for you,
dear Aaron; I am suro of that now I
wish I could do something to comfort
yout"
"You may need comfort for your
solf yet my girl," ho said, in a qulot
voice,
Tho words haunted her after he was
gone, film sat alone by tho window
and watched tho golden lights fading
, ,tfrom ti housetops; and it seemed as 11
Ik
the falling dusk had cast a gloom over
hor own spirit. All the palti and'sdr?
rows of others' lives were pressing
upon her own life. All hor vague
doubts were taking definite shnpo, and
menacing her future. Sho wns almost j
sorry mat sue had bent for Aaron, and
yet slic knew that she had acted for U.s
best.
CltAPTKR VIII.
"UUE SWBIR Bll.tl JANOI.r.l) OCT OT TVXR
AMD HARSH."
Two young facea were sheltered
under the light shadow of some larches
in Kew Gardens. It was a Sunday
afternoon; Sunday groups were scat
tered nil over the grounds, and the man
followed their movements with a look
of disgust; but tho girl, sitting quietly
on tho grass, took in all the beauty of
the place with puro and simple delight
Tho Bun of paradl.se seemed to be shin
ing on these golden paths; It was ono
of thoso momouts whon a poor
daughter of earth has caught a gllmpso
of that old garden whero God's ilrst
pair of lovers rejoiced togothor. They
had talked a littlo, but tdlcncc recmed
to suit them best It was a raro thing for
Michael Chaso to bo allont; but there
woro matters In his mind that he did not
caro to discuss with his companion Ho
had boen kind languidly kind perhaps
but Ollvo was well contented. He hail
spoilt somo hours in hor oompany with
out finding a single fault with anything
that sho woro, or said, or did. Sho
could onjoy the blUs of sitting by his
sldo in peaco. This sho thought, was
tho sort of happiness that sho had al
ways waited nud longed for. Flowers,
the soft shade of trees, summer sun
light and tho presence of tho man who
was tho sole king of her heart What
more could a woman dcslro? Hut sho
did not give voice to her Joy. If you
talk about happlnoss it is too apt to de
sert you. It Is an unrostfttl spirit who
always hovers over us with wings out
sprond, ready for an Instant flight.
Somo oue passing by tho couple under
the larches said to httnbclf that the mnn
was not half worthy of tho girl. Her
face, with Its rich, sunlit loveliness, hod
haunted Seaward Aylstono for many n
day; nnd now ho oamo upon It una
wares, glowing out of the soft gloom of
tho trees. Ho had como down to Kew
to nturiy certain effects of light' nnd
shade, and then almost forgot tho pur
poso that had brought him there.
Yes; it was the saino faco that he had
scon bonding over tho flowers in tho
Regent street shop, and it had seemed
to him that ono of his vaguo dreams
of beauty had suddenly taken shapo
and become n reality. llut this was tho
first time he had ever seen her out of
tho shop and its surroundings, nnd all
her charms seemed doubled and trebled
to-duy. Her lips, scarlet as japonlca
blossoms, were parted in an uncon
scious smile, nithcrto ho had only be
hold her gravo; now sho was quietly,
yet girlishly gay. Until this moment
ho had not realized how young sho wns,
nor how new tho world Appeared to
her. Thnt fresh delight, that un
troubled belief which only comes once
in a lifetime, theso glorious follies of
youth, were hers still.
Tho young man by her sine, short,
slightly raado and blue-eyed, insplrod
Seaward with sudden and unutterable
detestation. The young man's eyes had
a cunning and complacent twinkle in
them, and they wcro set too near to
gctlter. Yet he was what women call
"nice looking," and had a fresh com
plexion nnd fair, curly hair; and Ids
clothes wero really very well raado and
carefully too carefully put on. It was
clear that ho did not belong to 'Arry
and his friends, and his face gave evi
dence of sober and decorous living. But
instead of respecting him forJils vlr-j
tues, Seaward Aylstono only disliked
him tho mora for them. It was wrong,
it was unreasonable, but it was human.
There is a certain form of moral excol
lenco which never falls to bo exasper
ating. ,
The,, pair woro qui to unconscious of
his scrutiny; tho yonng man was too
much self-absorbed to notlco him, and
the girl was too happy to bo observant
Ho went his way, feeling unaccounta
bly soured, and loft them still slttlng'in
thoir shady nook under the trees, n f i
But if Seaward Aylstono had lingered
a little longer in their neighborhood ho
would havo seen a change in trie lovely
face that had beon so bright with Inno
cent joy. Olive's eup was so full that it
brimmed over at last. Instead of pre
serving that spell of blissful silence un
broken, sho was unwise enough to
speak,
"Michael, is not this n porfoct day?
Is it possible for us ever to bo happier
than wo aro at this moment?"
Tho curl of his lip answered her even
before his words camo. Her question
had broken in upon tho great plans
that ho was making for tho future; and.
in truth, success wns bo near that ho
hod a right to think of using it. It was
no vaguo vision that ho h5d been con
juring up, the goal wns all but gained,
and alroady ho was building, in fancy,
tlio paloco iu which ho should tako his
rest Itestl Tho word had no roal
meaning for him, tho longings in his
heart could novor bo stilled, novorba
sa'ilcd by tho attainment of hU first
duslro. Poor Olive's littlo speech
stirred up an angry scorn within bun.
Ho hail been striving with all his
might for grand thing, and any of tlio
commonest pleasures In Ufa were good
onough for her.
"I am not quite such a fool," ho said,
"as to mistako a lazy hour in tho sun
shine for perfect happlnoss. If this was
tho best moment that life could givo
mo I should not caro to go on living.
Olive, you havo ao aspirations. You do
not want to rUo, you do not sympa
thize with mo in my effort to succeed.
It U disappointing, very disappointing
i to find that you aro just as common-
pluoa and unambitious as you Ubcu to
bo at Iiastinoon."
For an Instant sho did not reply.
Tboro woro tho same velvet glades, tho
same rich foliage, tlio same blaze of
flumorcolored blossoms before her
eyes, but tho glory of tho gardens xvafl
gone, The gates of her Eden hod closed
without a single note of warning, the
bright epirlt, who had been singing his
sweet song in her cars, had soared far
out of roach, iter goldon hour was
OTer,
i , i f
"I am sorry that I have disappointed
you." sho said at last. Ifer voice was ns
musical as over, but thcro was a touch
of proud patience in her manner that
Irritated him mora than pottishncss
would havo done. Clcvox i3 he was,
high as ho hnd risen, ho hnd failed of
lato to make her acknowledge his su
periority. And ho knew thnt he hnd not
spoken truly In saying that sho was tho
samu girl of the old Hastmoon days.
She was, In some respects, n different
Ollvo, far moro cultivated, far mora
beautiful, and with a slow growing con
sciousness of her own worth.
"You don't npproclate mc," he wont
on, venting on her tho jient-np anger of
weeks. "Any Idle fellow who had not
two ideas In his head would havo suited
you as well an I do. You ask for noth
ing butter than common enjoyment,
cheap holiday pleasures, such as any
workingman can givo his sweetheart.
And I havo been tolling nud rucking
my brains to win money and n high
social position for us both!"
"Michael, " sho said gently, yet brave
ly, "you aro saying things that nro not
true No ono could over have suited
me ius well tus tho man I have always
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loved. And I nm not unambitious; I,
too, havo dreamed of a higher life, and
havo striven after my ideal in my own
way."
"In your own way, yes; but not In my
way," he answered quickly, with an
angry glitter In his blue eyes.
"Perhaps not quite in your way,
Michael. I cannot bollcvo I never havo
bollevcd that success is tho solo object
of existence. Nor do I think that suc
cess id ono ever yet made a man or
woman happy. George Eliot says that
'wo can only have tho highest happi
ness, Hiich as goes tilong with being u
great .man, by having wido thoughts,
and much feeling for tho rest of tho
world as well an ourselves.' "
"Georgo Eliot wns a moro dreamer,
with the gift of telling her dreams In
good English," ho cried, impatiently.
"I suppose that idiot, Samuol Wake,
has been giving her books to you, and
making you more sentimental nnd
cloudy than you were before. Why
don't you rond Smiles and olearthe
mist away from your brain?"
"I have road Smiles, Michael," she re
plied quietly. "And I nm weak enough
to care moro for tho Ilobort Stephenson
who took thought for littlo children
and birds, than for the groat inventor.
Tho very side of him that you think
lowest, bcoms to mo highest Remem
ber I nm not depreciating his splendid
cnorgy, I only moan that it was not tho
noblest part of man, nor could it, with
out other qualities, have made him real
ly great"
Tlio sparkle of wrath had died out of
Mlchncl's eyes; but lib faco expressed
a cold contempt.
1 "Wo nro wasting tlmo here," he said,
frigidly. "I will tako yon baek to your
uncle's house, Olive; and then I will go
home to my own room. Tills hot day
has given mo a headache."
She was anxious aud remorseful in an
Instant ready to blamo herself for not
having seen that ho was suffering. Sho
had been wrapped in a happy dream
under tlio trees, and nil the while he
hnd been sitting by hor sldo, feeling
woary and 1111 And then sho had wor
ried him with hor talk, and made tho
headacho worse. '
"Oh! Michael," she said, rising, and
looking at him with a glance that few
.men could have met unmoved; "I am
afraid I have been selfish. It was for
my sake that we came hero, dear; and
you havo paid doarly for tho pleasure
you havo given me. What ctm I do for
you?"
"Nothing," ho answered, as coldly as
before. "I shall go to my room and
rest. Mlno is a hard-working brain,
and anything in tho shape of a dbputo
always disturbs mo."
"Dear Michael, if any words of mine
havo disturbed you I nm more than
sorry. As to disputes, wo will uever
havo any moro. Wo aro always one in
bo art aro wo not?"
'As sho snoko sho clung to his arm for
a second, trembling, and with her heart
beating. Ho di&ongagcd himsolf at
oneo.
"Peoplo aro looking at us," ho sakL
"Do rcmorabor that wo aro in Kow gar
dens, and not In Eastmoon Holds! I am
in no mrod now for scenes and senti
mental Wile, Ollvo."
She looked at him again onco, stead
ily and wistfully, with oyesthat soemed
to road him through and through. Then
sho walked on qulotly by his sldo, pale,
but oolm; and troubled him with no
moro loving words or inconvonlcut
demonstrations.
Tho Sunday throngs wcro crowding
all about thorn; fathom and mothers
with thoir children, girls walking hap
pily, somotlmea noisily, with their
sweethearts. Their volcos and laughter
seemed to oome from an outsldo world
in whloh Ollvo hod no part Sho scarce
ly know whether they wero phantoms
or living pooplo; only Michael, with his
cold sot face, was miserably real, Uo
would not look at her, ho did not i.pealc,
and they reached tho station and got
into a train in silence.
CIIAPTEIt IX.
JTIBAT nBUffGI HATH Brill OF ITES OWIf."
' Uncle Wake was alone in tho house
when Olive came in; his wife had gone
to Bee their married daughter, and had
left him, surrounded with books, at ta
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open Window of tho slttlnir.rr.om iir
strtlrs. Ho hnd not thought that Ollv
WOUld return till nvenlnir.
When ho opened the door and sav
nor siamung outsldo alone, ho knev
mat mo iiino no was looking for w.
nign ui iinuii. it was a time that h
dreaded, for there was tin inrinm .,
ourUi that Samuel Wuko would uotliav
endured to save a woman from pall:
nm who noes not itnow those dur
places whore no must leave ourhclove
ones to walk nlono? It. U l,..u r.
not ours, that must trml ti, ti..,.-..
path; wo can but wait till the trlul i
ended, before wo como with our balm
oi iteming. And tho old tnuii, wU
with tho knowledge of ono who hn
nuiinru iiuiuaiiiiy, wns waiting pn
iiuimy nir mo Hour wiien hU held
would bo needed.
C. ... 1. . ... .
imvu come uiick to eiteer till
om unolc in his solitude," he nald. ii.sslil
entered. "My wife luis gone to npenJ
mo evening wtm poor Jessie. '
t?no tried to speak, but her lliJ
trembled, and tho words would nj
conic.
"You nro tired, my child," he mlde.'
wiiu a ictiiierne.ss Unit nt her tear
flOWitlg. "(!() Iltlll Hi. .Iim.n ,, l,1
sofa in the narlor nmt.'ilr.- it .. ......
resting placi. us I have reason to know
ami iii'cii m taiKtotiio old uncle! II
understands silence, and It comfort
mm to looic at you, oven If he does no
hear your voice."
. Already soothed, although she pottl
not hide tier tears, Olive went struMi
to her own little room, and laid nsld
tho pretty bonnet that hhu had trlnunc
Tviwi mien naiura measure, n int. lm
Bhe to do with "tho outward adorning
any more? A oro heart has llttl
thought for the body that contains if
Poor Olive tossed the bonnet on tli
lied, and glanced with disgust at th
bun oh of scarlet nonnlrs mul u-limii
ears that she had r.n-:m!v,i ivttl. k,u
ful tinirrrn. Mlchaul hml nut ihv.mi ti.m
one look, and they had boon w orn fo
ms eyes :uoix
It was no small consolation to for
that she need not wear u mask befotl
Undo ake. Ho had seen that slj
was crying, and she knew that lJ
would not question her. Sim won
softly down to the large parlor, ail
made her war to tlm nlil i.1itnt-.i.,iv...-J
sofa that was pushed Into a bhiuly col
ner out or tno iigitt, aud then, worn oi
with her sorrow, she closed her eye
aud lay still.
Large men, like Samuel Wake, ofte
fraud lli'litlv. mill lilx nliowt ilM not !...
his npproaeh till ho came to her slth
speaKing in tne deep, ltlndly voice tin
aiw.iys conveyed meas oi neip an
hircngui.
"Come, Olive," he said, "I am as goij
ft tca-malicr ns vou can nnd imvivlim
Drink this nnd cat some of niy toa
Young people always forget food win
they go out and tako their pleasure."
To nlene him tlio wosirv lirmTii 1ii
lifted Itself from its resting-place; Oil
nt anu uranit, and was surprised
find herself really better for the t
He went li.ir.k In liU lmnlrs. nnd k
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sank again on tho sofa cushions, 1
presently nor voice called liliu to
side once mora.
"Uncle, do you mind sitting nearer!
mec i am so very, very lonely."
The noor voleo nunvernd sndlr. K
ucl Wake rose from his seat anil drew
chair close to tho couch.
to hi: coNmur.o.l
Cute llrpllcn.
Here arc somo quaint definitions i
en by children und collected by Uev.
F. Crafts:
"What does backbiter mean?"
"Please, sir, it may be n Ilea."
Blacksmith's shot) "The place who
they make horses. I saw n man mi
lng on tho last foot of one."
Horse "An animal with four lei
one on each corner."
Ice "Wutcr that weut to Bleep in 1
cold."
Little sins "I didn't break any
tlio commandments, but I guess I
cracked some of them."
Nest egg "The one the old hen meq
ures by."
Seasons A teacher inquired of tl
members of a class of children if an
of them could name the four season
Instantly the chubby hand of a flv
year-old was raised, and promptly can
the answer: "Pepper, salt vinegar ai
mustard."
Stars "Tho eggs tho moon has laid
Pall Mall Budget
Where rigt Drnw tha Una.
The yield of an apple tree in the !
George's cemetery verities the sur
stition that nil things grown in a gravl
yard nro unfit to oat. The fruit has
graveyard taste so much so that swia
will not touch It When Benjamin fyl
tnond, a civil engineer on tlio Delawil
and Chesapeake canal, was burici
September, 1334, ono of his fe'Joi
craftsmen stuck an apple tree svltl
in tlio ground nlongsldo of the grivo.
largo and apparently healthy tre no)
murks tha spot, the white fruit ofwhi i
temptingly matures in August of en
year. Tho yield falls to the grouuj
and tlio only persons Icnowi to nu
even sparingly eaten It nrf domesl
"cowboys," whoso sense of mate is l
as acutely developed us tbt of tho i
orntro human belmr. Whin placed
tlio stovo hoarth to roarthis pecul
fruit simmers down to oi'and emits
odor strongly suggeMltj of a gra'
yard. Mlddlcton (Uol.);iranscnpt.
GraaUat Uttle t illatorr.
Burko, in hb letter on "Natural
cicty," says that Sylh, destroyed 80M
men in each of thno names, ono
inp at Choronen. The Persians
aid to have lost 2sr,000 men at Platal
II CTironlcles, i:U7, records &uo,i
slain on ono side; vhlch however, m
not havo been m a single battlo.i
KiutfB. 30:20. tells of 100,000 men
lng killed on ftna bide in a single day J
Sympathy.
"Our bah is awfully nice," rcmarl
Mabel. "It pulled my hnir yestens
and thon cried because i uiu.
pcr's Young People,
Very Simple.
Decsvae too country needed rsro,
HeQtanotloudJypry. ,
Be simply Mlced two girls bo kaew
To go ana mo io . ,
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7 r'-i-' it(7T.-S .-vAtSvn T -jrrY
pw n. LtU Mot and OvercaioM
' ! V Advertlty. ' l M
if tew boys Iwould havo undertake
i.itat iTcd Wrtrton did at his .father's
I'atn. no quietly assumed the man
j,.iBicntof thd farm, and tho 'support
it his widowed mother nnd little sister.
r'ftlO husband nnd father iiil rrrm.
1,'rlh ono Marcl, morning Jn health and
rongtiiBnii an liourUntor Had boon
' ought back Hlcsa, The treo ho was j
k(lng had in k0rae way eaajtht w"
niiaiieu nun uenvntn us weight. " t
i it, was with Sand heart that tl
, itlior i-oturnoir with her fatherless
illdrcn fr6m Uio gravo to thosocluslon
her modest home. Sho hnd no rel-
Ijlyos; there was no ono to wliomalie
I'iild rightfully, turn for sympathy and
idp. Long after Frod had gone to his
I om, nnd Lcttlo, tlio Uvo-yehr-old pot
tho household. Und lost hor childish
,.rrow in slumber.' sho sat boforo tho
tUng-room flro thinking Unit dark ns
iu.presont was the future looked still
trker to her. ',
Ten years before IidfVln Mortoa hotl
jirrio there with' his Wlfo nnd boy, pay
' down ono thoimund dollars towards
to farm, nnd glvlngn utortgago for tho
ilauoo a paltry tats, ns it seemed to
, in then, of five hundred dollars, lie
(idelt suro that tlirco ycrn, ur four
i most would see tri farm all liia own.
it, It had been the .old story. Tlirre
tdjbocn sickness; tho scaions hnd not
whj's been favoraWo; una'xiicctcd tx
nies hnd come, anil,uncxpccted losses,
ho neighbors declared thnt Edw'ln
orton, though agicnt wiirker, did not
ivp tho faculty of tttlngkhcnd. Abu
was certain thatjtho ton years had
i mo and gone, nnd niw ho had
mc, and not a dollar of the
urtgngo was paid. Moreover, tho in
ro'st would be dUciln a f mv weeks, kid
rs. Mprton could thlnleof uo way to
iy it. Sho was ejnfidenl also thai the
'Count nt the tillago rrocory wtuld
ore to be agaiast thorn, and tiara
light bo several tmallorf accounts kill
hsettled. So far m sho could cstlmte,
Would take thre hundred dollsrijto
iot her mtsbara's, indebtedness out
d of the mortgage on tho farm. ler
iv health was rpor, aifd Bhe couli not
Jvlnoro than Iter household du ifes.
red, it was trie, though but six sen
'ars old, was strong Aid willing, ad
Juld earn sotaothlug, .but to the
tother, in that1 hour of darknessdml
irrow, that soiothlng seemed almost
filing. , , yi
However, if tho farm could boUild
r. Jts real alue, and nil tho dieta
lid. thcra wouhl stjll bo somcth ig
f t'ior hersblt and the children. 'I at
Movf" could shc'lcavo tho roof that i td
Jo long sheltered her, and had beet m
f to her husband?
Meanwhile Fred, who had rroni to
ljlirpom, had not gono to sleep, 96
liu uiwurn uvuu t iiuiuu iuuukjhui
oy, wlso in many things beyond ails
oiars. no sai uown nv u o win.
lid thoutrht over tho sad events oil
'.til few dors, It all seemed so strtd
Jtuurvai, uj tutu. nuut bu no.
."i -i .t.t it ..... ... ...
Mlzo that ho was fatliorlc ts. Bi
!awtu uis mougnts turneu irora'
il to'hfs rdothcr and littlo Bister,
oJfelt thnt he must caro for them.
iSderstood all about the d bt or.
:in. He knew thcro were ther I
uWudlng those incurred, by lis is
-- y, -- t w
Mm, vnai ihubi oe pbju boob.
f After thinking for simo u)inut ho
:ablt by his bcdaldo aid asked (tod to
liBv'hito what todo.'lWheh ho arose
iu preparca zor oca a mew loouin his
yes told.of a purpose uready born in
ill soul: .
'.The next morning Frcd was op early.
tiid when Mrs. Mortca entered tho
cttchen tlie are was burning brightly,
fib coffee Was made, atd tho chores at
barn wore uone. wi:m jouta greet
but ribthfir tenderly! and battened
fa'aulct dotertnlsilloB 'la every
loa(o'assurt.horlntbi'aomlng du-
ia.Mi't-i j r
i ,'veek passed. Fral had busied
mil about tho farm and going to
;ylllago as errands TMulrcd. One
ne onterea sua aoaisa 'aaaasaiut
llothcr, Mr. Ford baVfpt bome, I1
'him at tbe vlllagtl to-day. 'lie
.. U .. ..... A 4.AI..1C 1.:.l." wolA
o tu wo iiuoui luvuuip ueaiii, ttsu
be would call here tofaorrow."
to Mr. Ford was M Wd' friend of
family, and bold the t mortgage on
f ana. ' A t ow days ptfpra Mr,' or
s death he It..1, goneto New York
business trip. It lid been Mrs.
rtonslnntjop.tocl,upoa,lilm as
n,ns sua ien,raeu oi si reiuru, mm
suri wtth .him concerning her bus-
d's affairs. i?
ho next day, wheUjHr. Ford called,
d was repairing ' fence, bo Mrs.
ton received hlnfalonc. She told
of her hopes aw fears, and then
ko of tho ono plaVtbat seemed to bo
iljo tier, uo wMsiionta iow mm-
, anu then repuja:
rtainly, Mrs. Morton, this can do
o. what does jreaininu aoout itr
I havo not incntUmed It to him yet
It Mould not bcorto speak to him about
lf.C,ho loves the' farm so.M '
V 3'HrvT old Is heW
t'Slsteon." ' -
''I. would speak - to. him about, it at
ca." said thii V trehtleman. tbbuffht-
Itly.'lusli'a biV.aaa'be aaTrMbelp,
Jffrcd was icaifc'd lit Hd'lUteneA as
Mt. Ford explained hls'nfother's project
davl thcBsakl, quietly:
h'l think, Jlr. Ford, there is no need
ajj selling. Mm farm,,!! yW arei lnno(
cwrry ior mo uoney lamer owcu juu.
U'-MvAohVlv." Instsritlv renlicdhe
lod raon.'you know1! bare no ideaJK
IrrylnfTryou about any woaeytus;
sy tie cue me. I regret that l cmem
ford to givo yon fvery dolljwilt
an nrincinai. nowaver. Huinmr-j""
' Is, and tbe lntejaaw;e paw
iu It is convcateatt'itayoWp "'' f
J'Tlicn," contlniietlFreA' " we, no
feson, mother, why v canno stay
Ira on tho farm. .l'haf thought it all
Jir. and 1 am snra v can manage to
fctt plpng. I fcjrX tn (Tathcriesj? a
llit of -the uorrB'neowcd, nud,wlien
.. ., .,!' I. Vvl1.AM ,1n.. 1 ..l.n.t
iomhowaafcmoneywas duo them,
tfind tha. Including tbe la tercet due
iaj ForAwefowc, outbid tho mort-
Am? 4 '
rage, three hundred asd twenty dot
fto. NnWmothWPflettM'aellall b-I
arovrn om urounie, nna part oi tlie-
sheep, and pay these miisldu bills. Wo
will keep Jcntilo, tho horse, and all the
it. i t.f. . ,. . . . .. .
iinns. ie nuati navouay to soil, if our
atoelc Is reduced, nnd itftlils way-waian
mct otir other expenses. Ncnow.imolV I
mt. Xl . Ill Iva n ......! .1..IVI.. M.. i-7A
tatulornke, but I am anxious to try If.
AVl tl 1.- .1.1..1 1. .-. 1. itt ..!
.,-t" . ii ,fu i uvuii uuui .ur piu w
I , IIU HUIIUU, IU1TUIIUK I"JVU1CC1
'Mcta't you think father would be glad to
have us at. Iim9"
Ars'UUod Mrs.
iheiwj wonls, whllo
husky ,tons:
Morton's eve!
nt
Mr. Ford said
la
rnio oy is right
Mrs. Morton; tit
U I hdVlSd VOU to Rtnv linm
'It iVOll't UlKC loUir to find n marlrntfA
th sheep nna cows. Leave nil these
th igs to nioj I'll mako tho nroucr nr-
ra igeracnts, nnd see thatoTcrythlng ia
ci iicu to suii'yon.'
. ftor Mr. Ford hnd gone tho mother
an i son tallied long nnd earnestly U-
gv ner. as xiirs. niorton listened ta
li d s plans for tho summer slm wa
m ro nnd moro surprlv.d at tho matur
ity of thought andsplrllof detcrmiiia-
lie l no displayed.
'H rant, confident mothor," ho snld,
-iiMti, i, can inuo cam or yon and LoUte;
Of dourso Inust give up school, except
In tlio winter, but I hopo to icail and
nlwAy somo vlth yoit I shall under
take on tho farm only what I feel sura
that' I can carty through with n little I
neip."
Though Mrs. Morton hnd Romo mis
givings as to the result of tho undertak
ing, she was glaA to let Fred do as ha
wished. It would Veiny the giving up t
of tho farm, if npthbig more, and since
all tho debts except Uio mortgage could
bo paid, Bho was horilf disposed to re
main. Hnd sho knovn that her bob
Hoped to pay off the tifcrtgago in a fow
years hor misgivings wfculd havo been!
greater null. Tho weekt thnt follows
wero busy ones to Fred. Wood for tbe
summer was cut up, nrM tho fence
about tho farm wcro rcpurcd. With
tho coming of settled wcaVier he pre-
parcu vo pinnt.
iur. son! looKea in on lcd every
wcokor two, and frequonUyWnt hlaj
man and team to do heavy wark. It
would bo a long story to tellof tbe
trials and triumphs of tho summer. Of
course thcro were dlscouragementa.
Onco Lcttlo wns very slek, andAtbe
raovner aim son were well-nigh e
hausted by care and anxiety. But thhre
woro blessings also. Mrs. Mortok'ai
health was unusually good. Tlie season
was a promlslngono. Tho hay cropwas
excellent nbd a ready murket waul
found for nil tut could be spared. And!
best of all, there wan careful manags
mcut so thnt Frca kept ahoad ofiils
Work and st jndlly avoided all dolit
Tho fall v 1th lt .harvest colne. As
Fred busily trathored in.tho f raits of bit
toll, ho felt hat his cup of hlmlng-
full to overt owing. lit tho. luisKlngtne
.mother foun 1 tlmo to halm InUho utwle
gathering, c .en Lettle found sametblRg'J
for her cliueby hands so do. Oka ovoa-J
lng Mrs. Mbrton and IJrcd sit by thai
fire In their alltliirf-room Sho was bo WS
lng and ho (was btfey jt his accour(
book. They had that day rcoeivea'
Invitation to spend GRianksglTln wtth
Mr. and Mrii Ford, iu invitation wbleh
was gratefully aofcopted. Suditenly
triumpb in bto volet, asked: ' '
,4Mothrtrr sball I tall you lutt bow w
have come oat thin season?"
'"Certalnltf mv aen."" y
"Wo have nold," wentpn Fred, rnpldj
ly, "since hut MarcVone hundreul
dozen of eggs, wjikh have .brought usl
twenty dollars. We havo sold twelve
tons of hay at fifteen dollars per ton;!
suventv-frvo bushels of potatoes at os
dollar nir bushel; fifteen lambs tha
breuchVslxty dollars, and for Brownie
enlf w irot six dollars. We havo soi
fruit ivood and butter that amounted!
to slaiy dollar. We hare expended
lustAwo hundred dollars. This leavei
a balance in nana oi two nnsana as
dolUra.!' '
nut hnaltatad a Moment and 1
ODmwr on his knees by hi motherf
chair, ana lavilir on nana on nc
- TTv- . J J W..J
shoulder, be ecmtlaued, earnestlyi
"This ia savlaa- nothing, motaer, oi
the com in the crib, or the' pork and
vegetables iti tbe cellar, some of which
wo oan still snare. JDortt you think il
will be aafe on Thanksgiving day
nav Mr.' Ford one hundred dollar oi
tli-s taoruramTe y
Fsed waited anxiously for bis moth!
er's reply. Tears gathered ia br eye
and a moment later she tnrew ner ar
around his neek and sobbed aloud.1
ten years ber husband bad trled,;to w
this debt .It bad been, tne ouraeai
his lifo, and yet not a dollar had I
tieon rtble to nav. It was true that the
hwl been losaea' 'during this tlmo "whici
hml Increased the exnenses. It was alH
true thdt the present year bad bees ai
exceptional one. mill, she saw
hod J tho same forethought bees,
cled In the past years as in tho, Pf
ono, the debt of tne farm mura kn
nrrn nava ueen oaiu. oris .mtra.
thoushtfulness and thorouirh'sesski be
darling boy that she andMr hwAjanl
had never manifested' anu nerjusar
were tears of Joy andUHinkfulnaV;.fo
such a son. '
o
has m. larsre ftieK or saeop. xne
kaa been smwIt Minted and f hi
throughout, ajad every dollar of
mcVtga bas been paid. WUlard,
JeWK xaaicee uiaua. , y s
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Katatal BlaaOe.
'Yon auadei these boats, dUtet yoaT
asked a mad man with a bad-attir.
patr of shoes.
"Yes," said the shoemaker.
ap from bis last "I ppd p.n , . j,
"Well, confound ltl 1 told yoa
make one larger tbsa tbe ?thcr, did
I?"
MYc. and I did." r
"No you didn't, either. One Is small
than tho other."- f t
"Hut chamre that big boot onto tfj
bis foot and see if it won't lit," said til
shoemaker,
" Dy gumt y otfre right One is bis
than tae ovacr." a&oe aau iaumt-,
if t
r Five years baye jMseed slnco Mr, M
ton's destb. and lred's farm is ln,t
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