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By MEXLJE L. McCLUNG
Author of 'Tic Ms b Kin "Three Times and put," etc.
THIS - -" r :-- '
Jfr. .. tttirton Fraiich. ajooman
IT, collect that her washwoman,
WjiHUi ' pbrfrmlnghw labor
in thwllih Miinrri'tMulm about
rMMrr. " tutjtoii'hef M some uplift
tg talk on motherhood, sujesti
Si or Acr ft-oaid corf, and
famfy. , .
iHU jo not well, mn'nm?" sho
A naked quickly.
M. Motherwell hesitated;
t'l did not sleep very Woll," she said,
'l"'rhat'8 tho mortgage" Pcrtrl
thought to herself.
'"Anl when I' did sleep, I had such
foadfiil dreams," Mrs. Motherwell
Lnt on, strangely communicative.
"Hint looks moro like the cancer,"
Pearl thought rfa she stirred the- f or-
tlc got had CWB," Mrs. Mother
.,,, l "1'olly Is dead."
Tnr topped stirring, the porridge.
"When did she die," she ashed eager-
l5'''Tho morning before yesterday morn
ins. about daylight." ,
Tcnrl made n rapid calculation. Oh,
loodl" "he cried. ' goody-gQOdy-loTly!
They were in time"
Htio saw her mistake lu a moment,
nd hmtlly pnt her hand over her month
SJ If to prevent the unruly member from
'r her indiscretions. She stirred the
Klgo vigorously, while her checks
&'. they were," Mrs. Motherwell
"jUriw'uho porridge on the back of
thc stove and ran out to whoro the
popples nodded gnyly. Never before had
ftr weiiinl ho beautiful. Mrs. Mother
"c watvhcil her through the window
bn ling over them. Something about
,1 c poppies appealed to her now. Sho
lnd onco wanted Tom to cut them
down, mil she thought of it now.
She tapped on the window. Pearl
looked up, startled.
"Ilrlng In some," sho called.
When the work was done for the
morning Mrs. Motherwell went up the
m tow stairway to the little room
over 'the kitchen to gather together
She'iifti" Tolly's little straw bed
nnd looked nt thc dismal littlo room.
I'carl had done what sho could to
hrlchten it. The old bags and baskets
hnd been neatly piled in one corner, and
milltH had been spread over them to
hide their ugliness from view. The wind
blew gently in the window that the hall
had broken. The iloor had been
scrubbed clean nnd white; the window
what was left of it wns sinning.
She was reminded of Tolly everywhere
ihe looked. Tho mat under her feet
was one that Tolly had braided. A
corduroy blouse hung nt the foot ot
tho bed. Sho remembered now that
Polly had worn it tho day she came.
In a little yellow tin box sho found
Polly's letters the letters that had
riven her such extravagant joy. She
could 8fo her yet, how cngcrly sho would
tcize them and rush up to this littlo
room with them, transfigured. '
Mrs. Motherwell would havo to look
at them to find out Tolly's toother's ad
dress. She took out tho first letter
ilowly, then hurriedly put it back again.
In the envelopo nnd looked guiltily
wound thc room '
Itut it had to be done. She took It out
tsaln resolutely, nnd read it with some
difficulty. ,
It was written In u straggling hand
that wandered uncertainly over the
lines. It wns a pitiful letter telling of
poverty bitter nnd grinding, but re
deemed from utter misery by n love
nd faith that shone from every line :
My dearest polly 1 am glad you
like your pllco and your misses Is so
kind as wot you si, yur letters are
my kumfit ill nn nit. bill Is a nrd man
end says hif tho money don't cum i
will nve to go to tho woukus. but 1 no
jou will send it dcr polly so hi can
old my little plice hi got n start todl
a lioficer past hi that It was tho work
bus hoffecr. bill ses he told 5m to cum
hit hi cant pi by Bcptcmbr but hi nm
ttustin God der polly e asn't forgot
us. hi 'in glad tho popples grow, ero's
a dlsy lii am scudlii yu hi can miko
the butouolus yet. hi do sum hcvry
di mrs purdy gave mo fourpenco ono
dl for Bum I mldo for her hi ad n cup
of tee that dl. hi dm' np'py thlnkln
of yu dcr polly.
"And Polly .is dead I" burst from Mrs.
Mothorw611 as something gathered in her
throat. Sho laid tho letter down and
looked straight ahead of her. " .
The sloping walls of the chick'en loft,
with its cobwebbed beams, faded away,
and sho was looking into n squalid
little rodm where nn old woman, bent
and feeble, sat working buttonholes with
trembling fingers, Her eyes wcro restless
nnd expectant: sho listened eagerly to
every Bound, A step is nt the door, a
hand is on thc latch. Tho old woman
rises uncertainly, a great hopo In her
eycs-Mt is' tho letter the lottcr at last.
The door opens, nnd the Old woman
Wis cowering nnd moaning, and wring
ing her hands before tho man who en
ters, It is. the officer J
Mrs. Motherwell buried her face in
hdr.linhdd.
, "Oh, God, bo merciful, be merciful,"
sho sobbed.
Sani Motherwell, knowing nothing of
tho'storm that wns passing through his
wife's mind, was out- in tho mnchine
liouso tightening up tho screws nnd bolts
n tho binders, getting ready for tho
harvest. The barley was whitening nl
ready. The nurse's letter had disturbed him.
Ho tried to laugh nt himself tho idea
of' his boxing up those weeds to send
to nnyhody. Still tho nurse had said
how pleased. Tolly wns. lly George, it
1st strnngo what will plcaso people.
Ho remembered when ho went down to
Indiana buying horses, how tired he
got. of 'the look of cornfields, nnd how
tho sight of thc first decent sired wheat
field just went to his heart, wlicn he
was coming back. Some way ho could
not lntigh nt anything that morning,
fur Tolly wns dead. And Tolly wns a
willing thing for sure; ho seemed to kcc
her yet, how she ran after tho colt the
day it broke out of thc pasture, and
when tho men were away sho would
hitch up n horso for him as quick as
anybody.
"I kind o wish now that I had given
her something it would havo pleased
her so somo littlo thing," ho added
hastily.
(Mrs. Motherwell camo across the
yard bareheaded. . .
"Come into tho house, Sam," she
said gently. "I want to bIiow you
something."
JIo looked up quickly, but saw some
thing in hi wife's face that prevented
him from speaking.
Ho followed her Into thc house. The
letters wore on the table, Mrs. Mother
well rend them to him, rend them with
tears that almost choked her utter
ance. ,
"And Tolly's dead, Sam!" sho cried
when she had finished thc last one.
'"Tolly's dead, nnd tho poor old mother
will bo looking, looking for that money,
nnd it will never come. Sain, can't wc
snvo thc poor old woman from tho poor
house? Do you remember whnt the girl
said in tho letter, 'Inasmuch as ye
hnvc done It unto thc least of these my
littlo ones, yc havo done it unto Me'?
Wo didn't deserve tho prnlso the' girl
gave us. Via didn t send tho flowers,
wo have never done anything for any
body nnd wo havo plenty, plenty, and
what is the good of it, Snm? We'll die
some day nnd leave It nil behind- us."
Mrs. Motherwell hid her face in her
apron, trembling with excitement.
Sam's face wns immovable, but n mys
terious Something, not of earth, I was
struggling with him. Wns It tho faith
of that decrepit old woman in that bare
little room across thc sea, mumbling to
herself that God had not forgotten?
God knows. His ear is not dulled; His
arm is not shortened; His holy spirit
moves mightily.
Sam Motherwell stood up nnd struck
thc tnblo with his fist,
"Kttle," he said, "I am n Tinrd man,
n danged hard man, nnd as you say, I've
never given nwny much, but' I am not
so low down yet that I havo to reach
up to touch bottom, and tho old woman
will not go to tho poorhouse If I have:
money enough to keep her out 1"
Snm Motherwell was as good as his
word.
He went to Winnipeg thc next day, J
uut octoro no leu no arew n ciicck tor
$100, payable to Tolly's mother, which
ho gave to the Church of England
clergyman to send for him. ' About two
months afterward ho received a letter
from tho clergyman of tho parish in
which roily s motner lived, telling turn
thnt tho money had reached tho old
lady in tlmo to save her from tho work
house; n heart-broken letter of thanks
from Tolly's mother herself nceom
panied It, calling on God to reward
them for their kindness to her nnd her
dear dead girl.
(CONTINUED MONDAY.) '
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The Young Lady Across the Way
DREAMLAND ADVENTURES
NANETTE'S, WISHES
Br DADDY
The young lady across tho way
says' somo believe in tho single tax,
but her father always pays his in
four installments and gets the use
of his money longer.
ADVICE TO GOLFERS
Du Fontaine Fox
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SOMEBODY'S STENOGAn April Afternoon
vo Jprr onmj -"t 'ori nnaijxaoo
(Nanette, the itoh olrl, hat U
vliUt, tohloh Peoov and pilly try to
make come true for her. She get
five of the ulshet whioh are, to vmt
Birdlond, to become a prlnoeit, to
ride a clrous pony, to tee a thoto, and
to have a feast.)
CHATTER VI
The Best Wish of All
VTANETTE was very hungry, as sick
persons often are when they start
to get well. So she was glad when the
cow told her to help herself to all the
milk she wanted.
But when sho came to get the milk,
well, that was nnothor matter. Neither
Peggy nor Hilly knew how to milk tho
cow.
"Please hurry up and take whnt milk
you want, and then show me the way
come," mooed tho cow. "I've been lost
U night and it Is nearly milking time."
t That gave Billy an iden. "We will
wlte you home first, and let tho farmer
"silts you," ho said.
"Moo! That's a good plan, because 1
oon't like strangers to milk me nnd
lometimes I kick them," mooed the cow.
Does any one here know where I live?"
That seeirfed a queer question, but no
one could answer It. Johnny Bull, how
ever, thought ho could find the way.
1 11 just follow the cow's tracks with
ny nose," ho barked.
And that is what Johnny Bull did,
lniffing along the way the cow had come.
All the others followed, with Nanette,
Peggy and Billy riding on Balky Sam's
. The tracks wound 'and twisted
m sometimes went in- circles, but
Johnny Bull followed them faithfully,
? after a tlmo came to a farmyard,
mere a farmer was waiting.
And you'vo brought back old
Wooley, my cow," he cried. "She has
wen lost all night. What can I give
ft rewurd?"
in ik"".' 8lr y" can give Nanette
L the milk she can drink," answered
. .!?'". I will do. nnd right gladly."
"WerC( thn fnrm. TTo ..f mUn ,t
jf .f.fhj cow and soon had a foaming
".filled. His wife broucht out
fM.?leJF nn.(1. cookies, and my, what a
1 7... uo Vn,mrcn had. Nanette gave
jnppy sign aB aj,,, flnl8hcd a,, jast
I tv.J?018 has been a elad. clad nlirht. I
I Bliw ,u' Flry Teggy and lTalry
t "Vi for granting my gTo wishes. And
now I must go home, for mother will
be worrying aoout me."
"But your sixth wish what la that?"
asked Peggy.
"Ah, I scarcely dare tell it to you I
I fear it can never come true," an
swered Nanette sadly. "My sixth wish
is for a home in tho country, with
plenty to eat and drink, and nil this
wonderful fresh air to breathe."
That did seem a nrettv bie wish n
wish too hard for Peggy nnd Billy 'to
grant.
But while Nnnetto wns telling Peggy
of tho wish, Billy was talking to thc
farmer about his crops.
"My hired man has moved to the
city," the farmer told Billy. "Because
of that I can plant only half of my
farm this season and raise only half the
food I have grown other years. That
means many persons will have to go
hungry next winter."
"Do you pay your hired man good
wages?" asked Billy, listening with one
ear to the farmer and listening with the
other to Nanetto's wish.
"I pay fine wages," replied tho
farmer. "Besides that I givo my hired
man that pretty little house by the Jake
in which to live." Ho pointed to n
snug cottage on the Bhores of a nenrby
lake.' VMy hired man can crow all that
his family can eat, so ho will havo more
money nt the end of tho year than if he
worked in the city nnd spent everything
for food."
Billy turned to Nnnetto. "now would
you like to live in that! cottage?" he
asked her. Nanette's eyes sparkled, she
was so much pleased with the idea.
"And I know my father would be glad
to move to a farm. I've heard blm say
so otten wniie I've been sick," sno said.
Thai settled the matter with Billy.
In a mluuto he had told the farmer
about Nanette's father, and in another
minuto tho farmer baa agreed to hire
tho father and give him the cottage in
wnien.to live.
"flly wish Is granted," cried Nanette.
"My sixth wish nnd my best. Thank
you. Fairy Billy. Thank you, Fairy
Peggy. I must hurry home to tell my
father."
Then there was a hurrying and a
scrambling as they all set off for homo.
And in the midst of it all Peggy some
way seemea to ran last asleep. When
she awoke there sho was alone at home,
with tho morning sun shining into her
eyes.
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