Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1882-07-20

' brothtr T, two or three years younger
than herself-is with her. She thinks
that the child is lonely, and needs Il
change quite badly. If it will not be n
bother to us, she will send Harrie down
Tor week or two, and she will come at
the end of that time and make me- n
short visit.
Mel puokered up his lips and gave
vent to long, expressive whistle.
"A little boys next thing tS an old
maid. What will we do with the small
tornado. molher?"
"Oh, Mel, you'll have to amuse him
in some way! AS for me, rather like
the idea of having child about once
more, I've lostmy little boy, you know, !"
with fond, upward glance.
Speaking Of that lost boy of yours
reminds me that I've an old chest of
tools in the garret, and I'll win his
everlasting friendship, and bring the
condemnation Of Aunt Thankful down
on my devoted head, by presenting them
on the very day of his arrival"
ON have Bridget fix up the little
room next to yours for HarrIe. She can
make it so cosy and pleasant; and you
must take him out on the lake III your
sallboat occasionally. SAID Mrs Morton,
whose kindly heart was instantly filled
with plans for the comfort and pleasure
of the unexpected guest.
"What a pity that the depot isn't
nearer!" said Mel, refiectively. l guess
| I'll take the horses instead of the car
riage when go to meet him. The
little fellow will be delighted with
horseback ride. Who ever saw boy
that wasn't?"
"Of course he will, the poor little
dear, expect he's had rather sorry
time of it, with only Thankful for COM
pany. He shall make all the noise he
likes for the next Two weeks"
Mrs. Morton instantly answered Miss
Moore's letter, setting an early day for
Harrie's visit
The day arrived, and Mel, with one
of the carriage ponies and his own
handsome horse, started for the depot
In few moments the train came thun-
derlng in, and the usual hustle and
hurry ensued.
Mel vainly searched among the new
arrivals for his little charge. There
was little boy with his nurse, and
big boy with his father; but no boy
answering the description of the ole
Mel was in search of.
Dear mel" he said, in perplexity,
'1 hope he hasn't been taken on with
the train
At that moment he espied young
lady, whose wide, blue eyes wore very
anxious expression, as she searched the
faces of those about her in vain attempt
to fiud the one for which she was look
ing. Stepping up to her side, Mel lifted
his hat politely, and asked If he could
assist her in any way
II expected a young lady to meet me
at this train, but fear that something
has occurred to detain her." she said
with tears of vcxation in her eyes"
"And / came to escort little boy,
who has failed to put in an appearance,
to my home," he said, smiling. III
you will tell me the young lady's name,
perhaps may assist you in finding her
residence.
'Her name is Mel Norton" she
answered.
And the little boy was to meet at
this train was Harrie MoSre!" exclaimed
Mel, while his features went through a
series of contortions, in vain attempt
to conceal the merriment which tins
ludicrous mistake stirred up within HIM.
"Are-you-Ncll?"
Harrie looked up at the tall, hand
some, broad-shouldered young man in
bewildered surprise, scarcely knowing
whether to laugh or cry at the mistake.
My name is Nelson, but mother
always calls me Nel," he explained,
plying her evident embarrassment.
"And you must be Harrie, whom
mother sent me to meet. shall have
to take you into the ladies waiting-room
until make some changes in my ar
rangements for conveying you home"
Procuring a hack, he placed her in it,
and after giving the directions to the
driver, he mounted his horse, and taking
the pony's bride, rode by the side of
the hack, so that he might reach home
in time to introduce Harrie to his moth
er and relieve her from further embar-
rassment.
cit is all on the account of the names,
said Mrs. Morton, laughing heartily, as
she kissed Harrie's flushed cheeks, but
I'm ever SO glad that you are not
little boy, dear! 1 shall enjoy your
society SO much better"
81 shall not break my heart over the
disappointment" thought Mel, as he
cast admiring glances at the bright,
animated young face opposite.
"Oh, what would Aunt Thankful say,
if she knew?" said Harrie, as she stood
before the mirror, letting down her long,
gold-brown hair, in the lovely guest
chamber where Mrs. Morton had left
her with goodnight kiss still warm on
her lips.
The room fitted up for the little boys
comfort stood unoccupied, and Harrie
knew nothing of it, or the chest of tools
with which Mel had planned to purchase
her affections.
''Such lovely tie! and brought it
to Nell" she said, viewing the dainty
| article of lace and embroidery admir-
ingly. "Just imagine this ornamentlng
his shirt front! Oh, dear. it is too
funny!" She laughed merrily. Il
wanted 1T myself, when l bought 1t,
only could not afford two, and now L
have it, Lying it about her white throat,
and smiling at the pleasing effect. 81
shall not write one word to Aunt
Thankful about the mistake. I mean
for once to enjoy myself. Mrs. Morton
Is such darling old lady, and Mel is
just splendid, if he is a man."
The next two weeks were the bright