The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1881-08-11
and, bidding the. sisters CHEEKY
good night, he went on,


or hat handsome little fellow.
with brown eyes like his fathers.
aud long, fair curls. Margaret bad
been rather shy Of Mr.. Adams for
the past two days, but she could
not resist the chill's sweotly inperi-
ous smilo as his eyes fell upon
her,
"Who is you y queried Master
Charlie, running to her side, aul
leaning against her knee.
This is papa's friend, Charlie, 4,
said Stephen Adams. smiling at the
wave Of color in MirglreGs face.
And then ho added. may Charlie
stay with you n few minutesi want
to look at defective shalt in the
lower room, aud | dare not lot the
boy run loose among all this machin
cry,
Margaret signiliei her pleasure at
Charities company, anl smiled ia tue
littla fellows face waou ha stolI On
his toes to kiss her.
Charlie loves you,' ho sal
Charlie loves your pretty dark
syos !"
Mr. Adams looked at Margaret
with good deal of amusement.
Margaret laughed 20 cover her con.
fusion aud Mr.. Adams echoed the
laugh as he turned away.
When the one o'clock bell soan1-
cd, the operatives began to como to
their machines, AMI presently Mr.,
Adams came for Charlie.
81 shall come again some day,
pretty lady said the boy, Putting
her cheek With his hand, aui then
he marched away clingins to his
fathers head.
II was nearly week before Mar
garet saw Charlie again, and then
his father brought the little fcllo VITO
her AS before, "and left him for
awhile.
Margaret had been cleaning her
machine. aud now began to oil it up
foi the great wheels were beginning
to move, and soon IL woulI be time
TO work. Little Charlie bent to
look at the shining rol, with his
eyes vii iely bright ani his h,ai on
one side, very much after the fashion
of au exquisite robin.
Margaret reached to draw him
away. Too late ! One long, SHIN
ing curl swung towards the belt,
which sucked it in, and the revolv-
ing rod twisted it up, There was
an agoni2ed scream of terror from
the poor baby. Margaret dropped
beside him, with one hand clutching
the boys silkon tresses, AMI the
other arm holding the little form
away from tho machinery. Charles
arm clung convulsively about her
neck.
Stephen Adams, half-way down
the room, heard tho scream, aud saw
Margaret holding his boy back from
a horrible death, He sprang to the
telephone which communicated with
the engine room, and rang the
bell.
Throw Off the main bolt-guich !
he cried.
When he reached Margaret and
the child the former was in dead
faint, but the speed was down, and
Charlie was safe
Tho terrified operatives were
crowding about, aud a mossenge r
from the engine room came runni ng
up stairs to learn the cause of the
delay.
There was no more work for Mar
garet that day, When she recover.
ed consciousness, vehicle was ore
dered to take her home.
Il never tainted in my life be-
FORE" she said, half apologetically,
after she had inquired for Charlie.
You must have thought me very
weak"
Margaret" said he, "may I tell
you just what I think Of you 7"
"Charlie's mother will never again
allow him in the shop, | fear" she
went or, hastily, and rather irrele.
vanity.
"Charlies mother!" echoed Steph-
en- Adams, gazing at her in dazcd
and lifting his hat to tum.
bic his brown locks until they stood
up in state Of dishevelment won-
derful TO behold. IL have no wife