The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1882-12-02

"Don't you want to ive?" she said.
"What have I got to live for?" burst
out John Judson. "I have neither
name nor fame left, and can't even get
the chance to earn my own living.
They believe me to be thief. AS well
die of fever as die Of starvation"
Miss Price looked gently at him.
"There is no need of either" said
she. ct have a few dollars in the
savings bank. You are welcome to
them until you can work and earn
something for yourself"
John raised himself on his elbow
and stared at her.
"Why do you give me your hard
earned sayings?" said he, bluntly.
because you need them more than
I do,' said Miss Price, sewing away.
Judson uttered low, bitter laugh.
sI thought the race of Christians
was extinct" said he; "but I believe
there are some left"
After that he recovered rapidly.
But on the day on which he first sat
up there came a laundering knock at
the door and in walked old Mr.. Goldi-
love, plump, clean-shaven and looking
!,eminently respectable in his fur
trimmed overcoat and new kid gloves.
Judson started.
"Haye you come to arrest me, sir?"
said he.
"Not at all, my dear fellow-not at
au!' said the old gentleman, briskly.
Look. here v' - -
And aopening: -a,1ssaaana ne showed:
snugly reposing in the; palm some
thing small and sparkling like a drop
of blue dew.
"It's the Mordarnt sapphire!" ex-
claimed the lapidary, eagerly.
Exactly" said Mr.. Goldilove; it's
the .Mordaunt sapphire. And where
do you suppose we found it?"
"I am sure, sir, T do not know" an
i>swered Judson, whose fever-oright
eyes were still fixed upon the glitter
ing blue jewel as if he momentarily
expected to see it melt away.
"Why," chuckled Mr.. Goldilove, II
was the thieit, Judson! I stole it my
self. Ha, ha, hal"
"You, sir?" calculated John.
"I sent this coat to the furrier's, y
said Mr.. Goldiloye, "to have the trim
ming repaired where it had ripped
away. And the furrier found the sap
phire lodged neatly in a seam. 1t
mus5 have clung to the fur some time
when leaned my elbow carelessly on
the ble-.slipped in at the ripped
place and tucked itself comfortably
away. And all the time I was scold-
ing abou. you, Judson, and be-
lieving you in nv heart to be a thief,
I was carrying about the missing
i jewel myself. Good faith, my dear
fellow! I've thought since if the
Lord judged US as hardly as we judge
each other our chances in the other
world would be mighty slim, eh? But
Pm sorry-sorry from thevery bottom
of my heart-and I beg your pardon,
Judsonl And your old place at the
shop is waiting for you, with little
rise in wages, whenever you choose to
I come back
And be cordially wrung the lapi-
dary's hand once more and hobbled off
and it was not until he had gone that
Judson discovered that he had left a
twenty-dolar bill on the table, folded
in an envelope directed to "John Jud-
son.
When Miss Price came in as usual
on her way home from the shirt fac,
tory where she worked John Judson
had a story to tell her.
You've kept my heart up many a
time, Miss Price, said he, "when it
has been Ikea lump of lead in my
breast, with your tales about the vari-
Gus little adventures you had had seek.
ing for work in all those downtown
places, and now I've got an adventure
to relate to your
Miss Price burst into tears when she
heard it.
Pm so glad, Mr. Judsonr she cried
t"0h,I am.so glad! But I knew all
} along that you never took that jewell
God. bless you for thaty' said Jud
, son, in a low voice.
{ When Mrs. Feathertop came cup she
, was full of Mr. GoldiloYe's good-nature
pennies he had given her little
j ones, the praise he had adjudgedto The
shining, glass-topped counters and
Epiles of wholesome ohng bread.