The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1888-09-15
TRI-W w llEKI,Y EDITION
room, and placed chair for him with
the greatest pollteness,

the greatest pollteness.
''Please sit down." said she, sweetly,
''and LII get something for you."
There was pretty black walnut
sideboard in the dinlng-room, and
upon 1t stood the spoon.holder, full Of
silver spoons. AS soon as Alice had left
the room. the stranger rose and tiptOed
softly over to the spoons. However,
lie was in his chair, where she left him,
when she returned. She had in one
hand plate. with three slices Of very
nicely spread bread and butter, and in
the other little tunbler, with perhaps
four spoonfuls Of honey in 1t. She
looked hesitatingly at the man, and
then at the honey.
"I've got some bread and butter for
you," said she, in her gentle. little
voice, 'but I don't know.-do you like
honeyp"
"Yes," said the man, with kind Of
grunt. 1t hardly sounded like yes,
bat 1t was evidently intended for that.
Alice went up to the dinning.table.
and spread the honey daintily on the
slices Of bread and butter. Then she
handed the plate to the man, and he
fell to eating.
She sat down in chair opposite.
and watched him little wistfully. She
was as her mother said. very fond Of
honey, and she did not have it every
day, and this was the last there was in
the house. 1t seemed q little self-de-
nial; tut then she was a little girl and
dealt only In small treasures.
The man munched his bread and
butter and honey, and seemed to enjoy
1T she thought. She wanted to ask him
ii he did, but did not quite get up her
courage. The man was rather rough
and queer looking.
Wont you have some more bread
and butter?" said she, when he got up
finally and set the empty plate on the
table. "That was all the honey, but
there's more bread and BUTTER"
mo, thank ye," said the man.
lie stood moment, looking at hes
curously. Then he put bis hand in his
pocket. and drew out bundle wrapped
in an old newspaper. IIe laid it care
fully on the table.
''rhere's something for you," said
he. "You mustn't open it for an hour,
though, mini us to pay you for the
bread and honey, YOU can tell your
folks. Cause you didn't give me q
crust, and silnt the dor III my face
the way th&y generally do" -
"TEovSlyou, :, said Aaisss lsaa : saes I
s After ti % man was gone, she nun,
S overland Gonld hardly wait until tb
> hour was up. When it was, she opene,
the package with trembling fingers
. :. There were ALI their own silver spoons
. There was no doubt about lt-ther
was her mothers monogram on ever
one. She studied them over and over
and then turned and looked at tn
spoonhOlder on the sideboard. It wa
empty.
. When Mr.. and Mrs. Armstrong re
! turned they found Alice sitting at tn
), table, staring at the spoons IN brow
!. study.
"Oh. motherl'' she cried. 'sOh
fatberl what do you suppose lie mean
= by giving me our spoons for the brca,
= and butter and honey2"
: ''WhatP" cried her father an,
mother, together.
Then Alice told her story. When i
. was finished, Mrs. Armstrong caugh
= her up in her lap ana hugged her tight
II guess I'll never leave you alon
:, again, IL know It," said she. "We'l
i have somebody-we'll get watc
t dog" TO Alice's great asto hment
n her mother was crying,
Il Her father looked pale himself, bu
he laughed and spoke lightly to re
assure Alice.
VI am not SO sure but the bread an,
h butter and honey, with a good liCtl
d heart to set 1t on, was the very bes
o kind Of a watch dog that she coul'
have had" said he.
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