Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1871-07-06

Widow Higgins and her Daugh-
terS.
BY MARGARET VERNE.

II want some sweets" he said, jerking
his little round head in this way and that,
as he slid across the cellar towards Jea-
nette.
And you'll not get them, if you do
was the retort.
"Then III tell"
Well tell then
As sic said this. Jim heldup something
in his hand in the shape of a note, and
dlnced away from her.
"Whlt's that? Where did you get it?
Let me see it, Jim, pleasel" she exclaim-
ed, going eagerly toward him. I'll give
you all the jelly and preserves that you
can eat"
"Sartin:' said the boy inqairingly
''Yes, only give it to me-
Let me eat first, then. Give me the
spoon"
NO, Jim, lie; me read while you eat. :"
Bat Jim was not to managed in this
way. Making his treasure fast in his
pocket with one hand, he grasped the
spoon with the other.
'Now give it to me, JIM" she plead
ed, holding out her hand coaxingiy to-
wards him
"Bime-by," answered Jim, in choked
voice, peach stone lodging in his throat
As he spoke "Ba-rr-chok-"
The boy grew black in the face jean
cite sprang towards him and caught him
by the heels He was so short that his
nose touched the cellar bottom as she
shook him up and down. At this in
teres;ing period a note dropped from his
pocket.
Good exclaimed Jeanette, dropping
jim, TO recover as best he could. and
grasping the note eagerly. Unfolding
the sheet Of gilt note paper, she read as
follows:
DEAR WALTER Mother is away
once more. can see you tonight Let
Us walk together by the old turnpike at
eigh; O'clock. | will not fail to be there.
LYDIA"
Jeanette held up her plump hands for a
moment in silent amazement, before she
turned to Jim, who, by the way, had quite
recovered his breath, and was working
away at the peaches again.
when did she give You this, JIM
she asked, in quick whisper
''Shel Shei l hope you don't call Bill
Lennox she" exclaimed the boy hold
ing up his head for moment above the
high stone jar.
Don't speak so loud I'll put you into
the preserve pot, head over heels, if you
don't keep quiet When did she give you
this, and what has Bill Lennox to do
about it."
"Why, didn't he give it to me to give to
vou, I'd like ter know?"
"What, witl Lydia's name signed to
it"
The boy dropped his spoon, gave little
sharp cry. and sprang forward
by jingoes, you've got the wrong one >"
he said pulling a soiled and crumpled
piece of paper out of his pocket "Now
give me tother one."
ssWait."
Il won't wait. If you don't give me
that I'll carry this up stairs to Liddy,"
he said clasping his hard hand tightly
about the paper, and pushing firmly
along.
Now Jim Hall, the bound boy, had a
real true sense of honor in his little hard
heart-a trust he never betrayed. The
widows secrets and Jeanette's secrets
were all perfectly safe with him. AL
though he had lost ground in one way,
in this case, he had gained it in anoth-
er.
Don't Don't carry that up stairs, jim"
exclaimed jeanette, catching him by the
skirts of his blue wooden frock.
Then give me the other!'
Jeanette laid the note in his hand. As
she did so he started forward.
"Give me my note, Jim, for heavens
sakel'' she said, in supplicating whis-
per. f
Wont you ever tell of LiddyY'
Never, never, Jim.'
Never, sartins Never so long as you
liveg"
"Never SO long as livel" she repeated
after him, reaching out her hand eagerly
20, I'm afraid you will" said the boy,
tantalizingly, drawing the note back. II
like Liddy the BEST" he continued, his
free growing provokingly mischievous.