Nevada County picayune., 1888-09-26

ger colleague.
 The little man made him call. however, a month or SO after school had begun.
 Guess you'll have to own up to being in the wrong, Steve he said
 My opinion has yet to be altered he said rather stilIv.
 ''She spoke about needing new broom aud water pail" Nj. Larkin said. Il told her she'd better come to you about it
 That schoolhouse had a new broom last term, and wate pail term before last .' said the vouag direct or. cmphatically.
 And Mir. Larkin took 8 liscomiit- ed leave.
 The next Sunday evening the young man suddenly discovered, tt church new face, and sat study ng it for the remainder of the evening.
 "Who is she!" was the irst queS- tion after the services were conclu- ded, addressed, as it hap, ened, to little MT. Larkin. who had come in late.
 That - the latter asked in aston ishment. ''Why, that's ou teacher that's Molly Sanborn, am waiting to take them home.''
 Steve Penney found himself wish ing quite frequently after that that the new teacher would co'4e to him about the broom and water pail.
 He even mentioned the subject to MT. Larkin carelessly whel he met him one day.
 Well, you see, was tho response ''she sort of hates to come to you. The way you felt about Ter having the school has got all faro nd town and l s'pose she's heard If it. She can't help what her father was, Mol ly cant, and she is real sensi- tive"
 That afternoon he left is work at an early hour. and stroll. down the street in the direction of ine school house.
 Il might as we'll go in and see about that broom and wat r pail. he said to himself when he ood oppo- site the little bare-lookihr building
 The little teacher looked consider ably startled when she opened the door to him. She dropp, l the spell ing book she held, and he voice was hardly steady as she exp 'essed her qualification at seeing hin.
 He sat down in front seat feel ing unpleasantly Y ogreish.
 She was hearing the l, St spelling class.
 When the class was dis nisseG, and ,hp last small student htd rushed whooping down the stree the teach CT and the young director stood look ing at each other with aome awk- wardness,
 Il thought I'd come in" said Steve at last, apologetie ally, "and see if anything is needed '
 II don't think so she mur- murcd
 He turned carelessly to the corner where the broom stood.
 "1sn't this pretty far yone|' he said with conscien ce-s stricken glance at its stuhby end.
 And the little teacher rodded.
 Your water pail seems to leak. " the director went on, indicating the empty bucket and the we floor.
 "Yes," the girl assent d.
 "Ill see that you have new ones. '" Steve concluded.
 And he was rewarded by grate ful glance from the tea .her's soft eyes as she took her hat from the nail.
 He took her lunch basket from her hand as they started away together and having taken it. could hardly surrender it short of Larkin's gate
 He was little relucta t to surren- der it even then. For their first awkwardncss had quite worn off their walk had been far from un pleasant, and they were feeling very we'll acquainted.
 He walked home in an agreeabl, absorption, repeating to himself tn, things she had said and "ecalling hel pretty way of saying then.
 He did not pause to consider tha il was old John Sanborn daughte, of whom he was thinki' 2: he wa only conscious that she SaS a bright young girl, whom it was charlsing t' look at and listen to.