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!, that manll be sure to come back some
day, poorer than poverty, says I; and
he'll expect us to take care of him then.
But we've worked a deal too hard for our
money-me and Philo-and if he wants
to be supported let him just 60 to the
poorhouse. Paul Welland always was
rovin creatur', and Rolf amt no better,
I'll go bail"
Mr.. Philo Welland screwed up lis face
into an expression of the utmost caution.
"P'r'aps you're his lawyer, sir, said he.
Mr.. Carey nodded.
81 act for him." said he.
s'Then tell him." said Philo, sue
cinctly, "that if he expects we're goin'
to support him, he's considerably mis-
took! We've always took care OF our
selves; he can do the same! Come,
Betsey, we'd better be goin'."
"Philo" cried out Desire, chow can
you be so selish2 Rolf Welland is our
cousin. If he is in want or trouble, whom
has he to look to but us9 Malvina, you
won't be so hard hearted2 The old farm
house is big enough for our cousin Rolf
as we'll as for US. You never would turn
q sickly old man adrift upon the world"
"No, I wouldn't" said Miss Malvina,
humping her hoe upon the ground.
"Look here, stranger, tell Rolf Welland
he's welcome to come to home with US.
We live plain, but we're ready to give
him hearty welcome. Tell him to come
here at once. The sooner the better"
"Women is fools" incidentally re-
marked Philo Wellaad, chewing stalk
of currant leaves. IF you lost what
little you've got, do you s'pose this rela-
tive o. yourn would raise finger to help
you: Let every man take care of him
self, say II"
"And who knows?' cried Desire,
brightly, "Perhaps We can get him the
district school to teach. heard Squire
Loames say that the new teacher was
not going to stay more than quarter
longer"
';I'm glad you can afford to take free
boarders," said Mrs. Philo, acidly. "Me
and your brothcr-we can't"
"Do come in and get the coffee" said
Desire, "and few late strawberries,
Mr.. -, Mr.. -"
"Carey is my name, said the stranger,
who had stood immovable beneath the
fiery hail of this conversational episode.
"That is to say, it is my name now. /
chanced to make myself useful to rich
old gentleman in the East who took
fancy to me, and he left me his property
in his will. The only condition ap-
pended was that should take his name
in addition to my own. And Carey isn't
a bad name"
"Certa;niy not" said Philo, with
watering eyes. II only wish we had
few of that sort of old gentlemen out
this way. I'd change my name half
dozen times day # it would be any
accommodation to 'em. so you're rich
eh2 Bclsey"-to his wife-''if this
gentleman would be so kind as to come
and take dinner with us to-day :"
"No said the stranger, in clear, de-
cisive voice. "Wil you be 80 kind as
TO hear me out2 Carey, as l have al
ready told you, is only my adopted
name. My real name is ROLAND Wei.
land"
:sWhat". roared PhiIo.
Mrs. thilo scrambled up so hastily to
her feet that she upset the pail, half full
of curraats. i iss Malvina dropped her
hoe, aud Desire, who had just brought
out little saucer OF late, luscious, red
Strawberries, stood amazed at this reve-
lation.
"louw she cried, "our cousin Rolf!
And nearly hit you with stick, chas.
ing the cow, and half startled you out of
YOUR senses, and -"
And taught me-" said the old bache-
lor, with strangely sweet smile, that
there is yet a spice of unselishness in the
conglomcratc called human nature.
Cousin Desire, thank YOU ior the lesson.
Believe me, shall not soon forget it'll"
But before the day was over he had
helped Miss Malvina finish her patch of
sweet corn, and mended the defective
fence-rails where the offending cow had
broken through, beside stacking up the
sweet-williams and mailing the big rose
tree to the frame from whence its weight
had dragged it.
Il declare" said Miss Malvina, she's
a real comfort about the place"
"And he has travelled so much!" cried
Desire, land he talks 50 beautifully! I
only hope he'll be contented here"
There was no sort of doubt about that.
Rolf Wclland Curey was very we'll con-
tented. He had always hungered and
thirsted for the details of home life
here it was to perfection.
But MIR. and Mrs. Philo were not so
we'll satisfied Alltheir spasmodic efforts
toward friendliness were checked with
arctic frigidity.
"It's too bad!" said Mrs. Philo, al
most crying.
He'll he certain sure to go and make
fool of himself by marrying Desire, and
We shall never get cent of his money.
Desire ought to be ashamed to think of
such thing at her age.
But desire was only 40, and there are
late roses as well as early ones. At least,
so Mr., Weland thought; at ali events he
married Desire, and the Philo Wellands
were disconsoate.
'tIt's all our bad luckm said they.
For they had forgotten all about the
pa sage in the Bible that speaks of ''en-
tertaining angels unawares. st. Louis
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