Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1881-08-26

tered box, that smelled of campbor an.
foreign spices, came over the seas
reminder that Uncle Hal had not quit
forgotten either mamma or Aunt AIary
But generally the gifts were to my aunt
Those on whom success Shines" cav
the old homily, "are successful in al
things"
Bertha screamed with delight.
81 shall tell Everleigh," she said
almost instantly. and little spitefully
~ dare say he'll speak now"
1t doesn't at all matter whether L,
speaks or not, my daughter" said my
aunt, loftily. "When your uncle ar
rives-and We look for him any day mex
week-you will feel. my dear, that you
position in life is doubiy secured
Even Mr.. Everleigh would hardly be .
match fer you."
Mamma, mamioa. l say" callet
Jack. Bertha's hopeful brother, Lac
some dozen summers old. thrnsting hi
curly head in at the door. "Haye yor
got any stale victuals, or old clothes,
or anything to give away 2"
why, Jack ?" demanded Bertha.
Cause there's beggar out here
He looks awful hungry; and ain't go
no overcoat. I say, mamma, can / give
him that cold turkey in the larder ? ,
Mamma leaped to her feet.
No; don't dare to touch it. Send
the fellow off; you know 1 won't have
tramps about the place. Send him
away this minute"
Jack turned from the door, cloud
on his sunny face. Looking out of the
window. saw an CID man, insufficiently
clad. Our big dog, Carlo, was snarlino
at bis heels. The beggar was so close
to the window, that he must have heard
every word my aunt said and he looked
crestfallen enough in consequence.
My blood boiled. Had l remained
much longer, should have lost nv
self-control. fear; SO l got up direct
ly. and saying that bad promised to
go home, soon, ft my sunt's.
Our cottage was at the edge of the
wood, just outside OF the great gates;
but the avenue vas half a mile long,
and before l reached the gates bad
almost overiaken the beggar. He
seemed not only old, but feeble, and
walked with difficulty. He Vas proba-
bly, deaf, also: and he did not seem to
hear my footsteps. Just outside the
gates hs met my little sister, Kitty, who
was returning from the wood, where
she had been to pick up sticks for our
fire.
"My 6esy," said the old man, ad-
dressing her. can you tell me where
l can get bit of supper and night 8
lodging? 1 am old and poor, and
haven't the money to GO to a tavern.
I've just been turned from the big
house here. but perhaps you are not so
hard. hearted as the mistress there
Kittys honest little face showed the
pity thnt she felt. But she was only q
child. aud shrank from responsibility.
81 don't know, sir,' she said, diifi-
IDENTIFY. I" ] think mamma will give you
something to eat, and may be We can
find q bed for you; that is, if Sister
Margaret and sleep on the sofa: for,
you see, our house 10 small. But here
comes sister herself" she cried, as she
discovered me-" and she'll tell you all
about it, SIR"
My heart was still warm with indig-
nation at the brutality with which nv
aunt and Bertha had treated tho old
man, and I hastened to reply
Yes, will undertake that you shall
have supper and bed; although neither
may be as good as what they could
have given you up at the great house.
But what little We have, you shall share
Stay, let me carry your peck for you. II
He he'd SMALL one, strapped on his
back. " Indeed, indeed, l am filter to
do it than you"
Thank you" he said, slowly, taking
long look at my face, and then scru.
tinizing that of Kitty. "You seem
both Of you, as if you were good chill.
dren, and your offer to take my pack
proves as much. But l will carry il
myself, still. Little one." and be
turned to Kitty. "whst have you goi
those sticks for?"
"For mothers fire." she said. 81
nS", have just been getting them in the
"My aunt" I interposed, "who lives
in the great house here. kindly allows
US to pick up loose bits from under the
trees. Wa are poor, as sister says, and
60 every little helrs.'
And you are duly thankful, sup
pose," said the old man, sarcastically.
"Beggars must not be choosers. you
know, as I heard, Just now, myself"
heard the quick gallop of horse
and my poor weak Eeart gave 9
great bound; for recognized in tha
elastic football the step of the thorough
bred that young Mr.. Everleigh rode
In my embarrassment I stepped quickly
aside, though, OF course, there was nc
danger; and in stepping aside my foot
slipped on q stone. my ankle turned
and with an unconscious cry Ct pain
sank to the earth.
The rider was off his horse and at my
side, and had lifted me in his arms, ever
before the old beegar, who stood 81
close to me. could stoop to render hil
assistance.
1T is only sprain," stamuered
trying to free myself. yet feeling. oh
80 happy, in those strong arms. II an
sure I can walk"
"But I know You can't" said Mr.
ERerleigh, impetpously. "How shal
/ ever forgive myselfI 1t was my rspit
gsllop that made you start"
"No, no." ! cried; II was talking te
this poor old msu, aad it came on mt
SO suddenly. You are not bit t.
blame"
John" Everleigh called to a groom
who had been following him, "ride a
once to DR.. Landor'e. We must, my
dear Miss Chidleigh, have this feo
bsndsged without delay"
And I will lead your horse to tn
cottage" interposed the old beggar
land tie him there" Come on. Gttl,
Kitty; you and will follow"
Poor mamma. when she saw NE. fair
ly gave up ior a inement; but Mr.. Ev
erleigh, in a few kind words, put hel
fears to rest; and long before the ply
slcian came my Injured foot was swathef
and bandaged. 80 that DR.. Lsndor de
clared he had been regularly taken in.
When evening came. my foot wal
ever so much better-so much 30 that
when Mr.. Everleigh returned with
carriage. aud insisted that We SHOULD
all 60 up to my anut's, to the fair,