The Red Cloud chief., 1881-09-08

mighty sorry. besides" And he placed
4 bill in her hand.
..Oh. no, nor sObbed Cathie. "You
couldnt help il; nobody was to blame"
And she held out the money. But he
mounting his wagon and wiping
the moisture from his tired face, with
his cyes ON the distant cloud of dust.
You keep that money, little girl.
It's small rccompcnse,' he said, shak-
Ing his head emphatically; and he was
off and away before she could speak
again.
Cathic dried her ewes and looked at
the bill in establishment.
..Oh. mother" she cried. suddenly.
MAY 1 do just what | want to with
this?"
why, yes, dear" said her mother:
"whv shouldn't you? And don't feel
badly about the flowers; they'll grow
again"
But. mother, are you sure that you
are willing for me to-to-give this
away?"
Give it away? Well, it's your own
money, Cathic. | nm sure your father
will be willing for You to do what you
choose with the first money you ever
had. And you have worked hard for
your flowers, Cathie; we all know
that"
And, mother Cathie kept on,
eagerlv--..I shall want YOU and father
To promise that YOU will never tell any
body that | got this money" Her
cheeks we're bright, her eyes glowing.
She had forgotten her flowers.
I'VE will do whatever YOU wish, my
daughter. about this money. IL is
right that we should. But. sometime,
you'll tell mother about it,"
II will tell You this very minute,
MOTHER And she did.
So much toward the realization OF
her dream, And now new difficulties
arose. She dared not buy the books,
for Oscar knew that she alone was
aware OF his need. She could think OF
no way of sending the money to him
that would not cause him To think she
had begged for him. or made his wants
known. He might burn il in pride and
shame if he could not lind the giyer.
She thought of catching one of his tame
doves and tying the money under lis
wing; but he would know then that il
was sent rs a gift to him. Cithie was
puzzled, but she kept on planning. and
at last she decided that there was but
one way. She must manage so that he
would seem TO find the money.
There were difficulties connected
with this method. a'so. which she did
not foresee; but she laid her plans care
fully and carried them out.
One day, when she saw him coming
up the road. and knew that he was 90,
ing to the library in the village beyond,
she ran swiftly out at the opposite side
of the house, through the orchard, and
down into the hollow. a quarter Of q
mile beyond. Here was n little ever
green thicket. with a brush fence on
the edge of the road. She placed the
bill i'm the Lard. beaten track in full
view, scrambled back over the fence.
and awaited his coming with an anxious
heart. What if somebody else should
co ne along and discover the money be.
fore him?
When, at last, he came limping into
tie hollow on his crutch, her heart was
beating so hard that she felt as if i,
could be heard.
He saw the money-few things es
capped his sight-stopped and picked il
up, and stood looking at it for some
time, with his back to Cathie. Their
he put it in his pocket and started back
toward home. This was a surprise t.
her. and she knew that he would cal
at the house to tell her what he haC
. IEl- --..I l.
not follow Immediately without being
seen. The only way was to wait unit
he had gone into the house. and ther
run back the way he had come as fas'
as she could.
She entered rs demurcly as was pos
sible under the circumstances.
Her hair was roughened. her dres:
torn, and her eyes were shining will
suppressed excitement, to be sure; but
she bore herself with remarkable calm
ness, as her mother afterward assured
her.
Oscar came forward eagerly from
talking with her mother.
"See, Cathie." he said. Il have
found ten dollars!"
"Oh. 1 am SO glad" she cried, clasp
ing her hands.
But 1 must find the owner. Cathie,'
he answered gravely, looking at her nj
most reproachfully, she thought.
"Oh, you never will. l know, Oscar.
1t is yOurs-yOurs to keep and-an
buy books with, or whatever you wish
Mrs. Brown was trembling a.
Cathie's eagerness, but she dared moi
say Al encouraging word to Oscar 70,
conscience sake. She saw more clear.
" than charity-blind Cathie how Oscar
"a looking at the matter.
The boy grew graver and graver as
he looked at his little friend. He could
not understand the change in her.
Il shall find the owner. Cathie.'
was all he said. rs he went away.
"Oh, mother. he VII keep it per.
haps until he dies. if he doesn't find the
owner. What shall we dog" cried
Cathie. And the mother could moi
think of anything Ia do that seemed
likely to set matters straight.
A whole long month had passed away
it had seemed 4 year to Cathie-and
still Oscar was pushing his efforts to
find the owner OF the lost money. He
had be ONE convinced that no one in
the village, nor in the neighbcrhood
where he lived, had lost it.
At last, he said one day to Cathie:
1t might have been that cattle.
BUYER. Cathie; who knows He handle:
a pile of money in 3 year. shall ash
him when he goes up again
Cathie's cheek blanched, and she
caught her breath to keep from speak
ing wrong; for she saw by this time
how it would have seemed to her t
End ten dollars. and use it withou,
searching for the loser. The tear:
came into her eyes. and her courags
sank.
If he did not lose it, shall YOU keeT
it until you die, and never use it?" sht
asked, her voice trembling.
"Oh, Cathie!" said Oscar, almos
breaking down. "Don't care so much
You are so anxious for me-
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