Bellefonte, Pa., January 28, 1910. 1 HIS HOME-COMING. It was the hour of noon. A tall, sal- low faced man sat on the barnyard wall, gazing over his rocky fields with slow, speculative eyes. fle had finish- ed his dinner and was now waiting for the help. Every few minutes he glanced im- patiently toward the door of the long back kitchen. At last he muttered something under his breath and slid heavily from the wall At the same moment he saw a boy approaching. “Does Mrs. Carter live here?’ the boy asked briskly as he paused in front of the man. “She's stayin’ here just now,” was the answer. “1 guess you'll find her in the house.” The boy walked on past the barnyard and up the clam shelled lined path to the front door of the old farmhouse. “js Mis. Carter in?" he asked of the little old woman who opened the door. “Round in the kitchen, eatin’ her dinner,” was the mumbling answer. “Men folks eat fust here. Who be ye?" But the boy had already left the step and was on his way round to the kitchen. The door was partly open, and he could see a long table, around which were seated a dozen or more old wo- wen and children. He knocked gently and repeated his question. A sweet faced old woman rose and came to the door. “I am Mrs. Carter,” she said pleas- antly. “What do you wish?’ But the boy could not answer. He felt all those curious eyes upon him, and there was a lump in his throat and a terror of something he could not understand. “l—1 wish to see you,” he stam- mered at length, “Very well Suppose we go into the sitting room We can talk better there.” He followed her through the long kitchen into a big square room that was scantily furnished. The old wom- an motioned him to a chair by the window where the light rested full upon his face. “Now,” she began, then stopped, and a strange look came into her eyes. “Who are vou?" she asked In a troubled voice. “1 am getting old and do not remember as | used to. But | have seen vou somewhere.” He rose from the chair “No, you Lave never seen me before,” he replied. “but folks used to say that 1 looked like father. I am John Car ter. Why don't you welcome me, grandmother?” She trembled and gazed at him ea- gerly. ‘ “John's boy—come home!” she said vaguely. Then a flush came into her faded cheeks and a glad light into her eves. “And has—has John come?” she asked. “My father died last fall.” The boy's volce was very calm, but in it was a depth of pain which he strove vainly to couceal. “His last wish was for me to come home. He said there had been some misunderstanding between him and Uncle Richard, but that his death would make it all right and that 1 would be welcome. Is Uncle Richard here?” “Richard died many years ago. He told me the whole story and wanted John's forgiveness, Poor Richard: Poor John!” In the dim old eyes was a freshen- ing of the old pain, and the boy saw it, and his own face grew wistful and sympathetic. “Dear grandmother!” he said softly The old worn smiled apd ried to rouse herself “You and | are all there is left,” she sald. “We will not speak of the quar rel any more They have made it ap before this © Then she took his strong young hand hetween her two wrin kled and stroked it tenderly “How did vou tind me, Jacky” she asked. using the pet name she had given his father many years before. “A man on the road told me that you lived in the big house by the pound It was easy to tind” “And did you come all the way from Mexico slone?” “Yee: | am used to traveling, 1 did not mind it much, except for its being lonely 1 missed father. We- we were almost always together The brave eves held back their tears, but she vould feel his Land tremble in her grasp. A cheap clock on the shelf began to strike <hrilly. but after two or tiree gpasmodie «forts it began to qaaver and finally stopped altogether The old woman smiled “It is old and decrepit, just like everything else about the place’ she remarked sadly John looked at her inquiringiy. “What does it all mean?" he asked. “Things do not seem as—as | expected. Father told me about Maplewood and the long avenue and fine old trees. | looked for them when | was coming up the lane and thought maybe they had been cut down. I fancied I should knew the place. hut It all seems so strange.” Then something in her face made him ask suddenly, “Is it Maple wood ** : “Maplewocd—this? Oh, Jolin, Jol, gon't you know—haven't you heard? All the color was goue from her cheeks pow, and her face wus white and pite- ous. “Did you come ui! the way from Mesico to find such 4 welcome as this? How thankful | am that your father did not know!" “But what is it, grandmother? You must tell me everytning. You and I are all there is left, and you mast let ones we help you. What is it about Maple- wood 7° “It was sold long ago. Your Uncle Richard owed money and let the dear old place go. It took everything. Poor Richard!” The boy's own face had grown color- less now; a terrible suspicion was in his mind. “What place is this?" he asked fear- fully. “The poorbouse. Oh, Jacky, Jacky!” But with that heartbroken cry in his ears the boy forgot everything else —all his hopes and expectations and longings. “Never mind. grandmother,” he said lovingly. “You have me. and [ am almost a man. 1 will soon make an- other home for you.” “Poor Jacky boy! You are young yet and do not know how hard the world is. And it is more for you than my- self 1 care.” “1 am seventeen,” he answered stur- dily as he drew his strong young fig- ure to its full height. *1 went with father to his work in the mountains etery day, and he said 1 was the strongest boy of my age he ever saw. 1 shall soon make a nice home for you." “Never mind its being nice, Jacky. A hovel or woodshed—anything to get away from here. And it will not cost so much to live. You have no ides how little we can get along with—wg two. Her eyes were shining now. and the color was coming back into her cheeks. “I—1 was afraid that 1 should have to live here always.” When the rest of the women began to file in from the Kitchen the two were standing by the window, talking earnestly. John picked up his bat. “I'll come and see you as often as I can, grandmother.” he said as he moved toward the door, “and it will not be long before 1 have a home for you." As he went down the lane he could not help contrasting his prospects with those of the boy who had passed there a short half hour before. He thought of the long talks that he and his father had had about his fu- | ture—the studies and college life and the work to be done afterward, Neither of them had ever dreamed | 1 of the possibility of his relatives being | unable to provide for him. wealthy grandmother in the poorhouse, He almost felt giad that his father was dead and could not know. At the head of the lane he paused and glanced back at the rambling farm- house and its outhuildings, “Poor grandmother!” he said aloud. “I must not keep her waiting very long.” Although it was still March, the sun was hot and the snow nearly gone. Here aud there in the fields he could see farmers beginning their spring work-—-picking up stones and mending the walls and fences. After awhile he went across to one of the groups and asked for work. Rut he was too late. The farmer had already hired all the help he wanted. A little farther on he tried again. At Jast he found a man who said he was just the sort of boy he had been look- ing for. One day in the latter part of April a farm wagon drove up to the poor- house, and a hoy sprang lightly to the ground. Sitting on the stone wall was the same man he bad met before. Slouch- ing across the barnyard were several of the dilatory hands. “I've come for Mrs. Carter,” said the boy respectfully. The man took a straw from his mouth. “Well, 1 don't mind,” he answered grufily. “D’'ye think you can support her?’ “Yes." “Where ve goin'?"’ “I'm working on the Taylor farm, and we're going to have the littie house iu the lower pasture.” “That!” contemptuously. body's lived in it for years! fit to live in” “I've fixed up a couple of rooms so “Tain’t they'll do very well,” replied the boy | quietly, “and Mr. Taylor says he will have it repaired before another winter, He Isn't going to charge us any rent until he has it fixed” “Shonldn’t think he would. does he pay you?” What And here | he was penniless and his supposed | Hopeless. i Groceries. Groceries. j Travelers Guide. bor as f.” — Ee —————————————————— ——— 0 —————— ——— — Save your neigh yoursel Cor RAILROAD OF PENNSYLVANIA. Then, why do you have such a ‘Condensed Time Table effective June 17, 1909. “I hate myself.” READ DOWN | READ UP. 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