New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1881-09-25

q Ralph. but he feared it would not be right; who
make the dog sharer in them seemed selfish So he
threw glove of his own for Ralph to guard babe
He made a sad bunge of dressing himself for he
had never clothed himself in his life but at last he
4 part before. But he did it. ali without awakiug
l Deborah and, taking bis salorha he managed to
without anyone being aware.
shadows anu mute the early day the sky red the
= were piping good-morrow to each other
Inc log was on the and screened it from his
Soy ana tIer was no one on the beach except
ran ran b Der and held to him two half crowns. wifi
YOU Tb ROW Nm me to Bonchureh for that he asked
"a LIE Ike , to row dozen at the price
ieverish agility given to prisoners who are escan-
ing, 10y their freed instincts. 1t was very old.
airtH boat and soiled his pretty white clothes
errlpiy but he had no eyes tor that he so enjoyed
That delciops sense of being all alone, and doing
ns as 4, he liked His dreams broken by the
4 ~ have to put you ashore at the creek little
ma Who ana get Sack or daddy IL give me hiding
81, Father said the boy. He'll lick me, for the
a oeng hcked into shape by their fathers and
nnn 9nt this boy, though rough and rather
You were wicked boy to use the boat then, he
SAID, with great severity.
me lad only grinned. Little master, you tipped
i did did not mean to tempt You to do wrong
iDeItic very seriously still and then he
oren Tor was he very sure that he not doing
The old boat was grinding on the shingle then and
tno rover OF 1t was putting hiiu ashore at little
q creek that was wooded and pretty, and up which
me sea ran at high ude; there was little cottage
~ me heau OF III. here am he asked the boy
BHt the wicked boy only grnned. and began to wob-
n,e pack through the water as fast his long slash
my strokes could carry hun. The little Earl felt
= rather foolish and rather helpless.
Z II was very early yet, and Bonchurch was
asleep and most of its snug matched houses hidden
away IN their gardens and tuchia hedges We're
shut up snugly the tall trees it's one street made
deep shadow III IT, and the broad placid water of it's
!; great pool was green with their reflection it was
sweet quiet place. leaiy as any haunt for faries
s YET on the very edge of the
He ran on through Bonchrirch and out of it.
s eayng It's pleasant green shade with little sigh
on by the sea- for he know by hearsay that this way
would take him to Vcntnor, and he was afraid
he set forth inland where the deep lanes oeve
Z through the grassy downs; and here, sitting
something white and round and big that he him
self had never seen before.
q 1t must be something very delicious to make him
enjoy II so much, thought the little Earl and then
d curiosity entered SO into him, and he longed so
& much to taste this wonderful unknown thing that
Il ne went up to the boy and said TO him -
8 III YOU he so kind as to let me know what
3 Your are catingf
q The ploughbcy grinned from err to car
81 For certain. little zurr, he said with a burr and
s drawl IN his speech, and he gave the thing tol
n Berthe which was neither more less than
The little Earl looked at it doubtfully for he did
~
Y ms big brown hands aud bitten with his big yellow
& teeth But then. to enjoy anything much that
& unknown this counterhalanccd his disgust and
overuled his deicacy. One side of the great white
INN was unbtten; he took an eager tremulous
But oh" he crled in dismay as he tasted, it has
u no 'stc at all, and what there IS is nastyp
IA 'I,Tnps Is main good. said the boy.
q Oh, no said the little Earl with intense horror,
& and he threw the turnp down amongst the grass
4 and went away sorely puzzled.
Il Little master'' rOared Hodge after him, IN
q bet as you aren't hungry
& That it, of course
b The little Earl was not really hungry never had
been really hungry in AL his life. But this eXplana-
81 ton of natural pin losophy did not him. not
b even when the boy h2looed it after him. lie
b filthy thing, and lac really did look if he liked
z Presently. after trottng a mile or So he passed a
h little shop set all by itself the end of lane :;
r surely the tniest, lonelicst shop Great Britain
5 But CHEEKY looking old woman kept it, aud he
E saw II had bread in it as well as many other stufs
aud TIN canstcrs that were 10 him IncOmprehensIbc
q If you please, he said rather timdv Offering the
S gold anchor OF the ribbon of his hat, could you
g be so kim! as to give any breakfast for this p
The Old woman srnelt the anchor. bit It, twinllcd
IS her eyes, and then drew long face. 9 IL ai'nt
3 mighty small to he out by yourself and puny like
u don't say as how won't feed yer.
"A Thanks SAID BERTHE who did not know at all
II what his anchor was worth. Come in out % dust
Is SAID the old woman smarty, and then she hustled
Is about and set bin down IN her little den to milk.
@ bread, and somc cold bacon.
"a That he nad no appetite was the despair of his
steel. qunine and all of nastiness had been
Ia administered to provoke hunger in hun. with no
"a effect; by this time. however, he had almost as
n much hunger as the boy who had munched the
" turnp.
y Nothing had tasted to him half so good in his
B life.
q The old woman eyed him curiously. 'Yous
runaway she thought, but I'll not raise the CRY
"A after ye, or they'll come spying about this bit o.
Is gold
& She said to herself that the child would come to
& no harm, and when while had gone by she would
Is step over to Rydc or Newport and get guinea on
# the brooch.
"A Her little general shop was not a very prosperous
q business, though usetnl 10 the field folk and
q and adding melted fat to her butter. had not
gsrengthened her moral principles.
H AS Berthe eating, there very thin
81 scantily clad, miserable looking woman who held
she said in "a very pitiful faint voice.
How be SueT asked the mistress of the shop
NThe woman shook her head With tears running
N down her hollow checks
q MY boy he's gone IN spnney.' she muimurcd
4 70 try and catch sunmat, if he can will you
Mchange 1t, mssus, If he glt goOd bird Y
"A The old woman winked, frowned, and glanced at
b Bertie.
b Birds aren't good eatin on fust OF July she
IA observed, she handed the milk; the woman
a paid the halGpenny and hurried away with the milk
q i think that woman is very poor said BERTHE
IS questionngly and solcmny.
q The old dame Chuckled.
NO doubts o that, MASTER
Then you are cruel To take her money: you
should have giUen her the milk
n lilo, no, little sir! be you parson in gownd 7
ID Pa mappen poor as she, and she hiv deserved all
IL she gifts, for her man he were poachcr and he
il died in gaOl last Jannivery.'
u a poacherp said BERTHE, with the natural instinc
x tive horror of "a landed gentleman. And her son
was going to snare a brdV he cried, with light
breaking in on him; and you wond give them
M cruel what n very tcick6d woman you aren