The Arkansaw traveler., 1888-03-17

with her son.
 "Take the childl Carry the boy with him-to see Selina! Ridiculous impossible! What would she think what would any one think, at such a thing being done?"
 "Think that I am very fond of my child, mother, and that I want to see whether she can be the same."
 "You know very we'll that Selina'f never been accustomed to children and 'tisn't her habit to take much mo- tice of them"
 So Peter remembered, it had struck him before, but his mothers words put the seal on his resolution.
 Had Mrs. Grant only used mild op- position or been contented to laugh at him for the over- indulgent father he knew himself to be, little Peter would have most surely been left at Win scott. AS it was, with determina- tion which those about him had rarely witnessed, he called for the child's hat and coat and ordered the girl to dress him.
 "You ain't going to take him as he isl 1" said Mrs. Grant, furiously "at least, let him have his best things put on."
 But no, Peter was contented that the boy should be clean and tidy, and his manner was so decided that Mrs. Grant saw she had best give way.
 "Is Jenny gone?" she whispered to the girl near.
 "Not quarter of an hour ago she wasn't, cos I see her loiterin' about trying to get a sight O little Peter"
 Mrs. Grant hurried away in the in- dicated direction; there, just prepar- ing to start, she caught sight of Jenny.
 ''Pm going to run most of the way, missis; l shall be in time," the girl be- gan, anticipating the reproach she thought Mrs. Grant had come to fling at her.
 "Here, stop bit, I want to speak to ye. Masters going to take little Peter with him, and I want you to look after the child. Don't let him be in the way while masters there," and she drowned and nodded mean ingly. "You know"
 Jenny heaved a sigh-the news was like reprieve to her.
 "Now, off with you as quick as you can, and they'll soon fetch you up on the way"
 "Now, off with you as quick as you can, and they'll soon fetch you up on the way"
 Thus it happened that at the cross roads just at the end of the lane Peter and his son overlook Jenny.
 "Why, Dapple is lame, master" cried Jenny, who had watched them coming along.
 "Yes, l saw she had corn before we started, only I didn't want to give in, because I couldn't have brought the Now I find how bad she goes, I don't know what to do."
 "Leave him at Gryce's forge, and Pll carry little Peter to the railway"
 "You couldn't manage it," said Pe- ter, smiling tits seven miles, Jenny"
 "Oh, masterl I'd carry him all over the world ifneeds be" and having by this time got the child in her arms, Jenny fell to sobbing violently. The pent-up tears poured down like } drenching April shower, to be over IS quick.
 "Well. I don't know, suppose we try" said Peter, "between the two of us we might manage, mightn't we?"
 There was small bundle of wear ing apparel and a basket of good things which Mrs. Grant had given her son to carry. Peter put these on the ground, and bidding Jenny wait with the boy, led Dapple away.
 When he returned it was to find the two romping boisterously. Peter could not help joining in their play, md full halt-hour slipped by before they started fairly.
 At last, on they went, Peter with the boy, Jenny with the basket and the bundle; but even then, although the time passed quickly, they did not make much headway, there was so much to look at, so much to stop for little Peter made demands enough to employ dozen people.
 "Do you know it strikes me, Jenny, that we shan't catch this train?"
 "There's another in the afternoon, master" Jenny was prompt to answer. It seemed to her that the morning walk was heaven she had never before 'elt so happy.
 Peter considered for a moment.
 "I don't see any good in going on," 1e said Suppose we take it easy and go by the afternoon one."
 "It's only him." said Jenny, looking It the child; "he'll be hungry"
 "There's cake in the basket, I xnow, and what else? Turn it out, Jenny"
 So under the shadow of a spreading rec, where the grass looked soft and Try, the three made a halt, while