Connecticut western news., 1888-04-25

peared, having left her httlc charge quietly sleeping. It storms harder every minute. But they'll be along bright and early in the morning, so don't you mind, but go and lie down with the boy, and I'll camp here in front of the fire."
 'But you won't be comfortable, sir"
 Oace more the peculiar expression fitted across the mans face.
 Comfortable! I'll get the sweetest rest rve had for many long night"
 Jennie did as sho was biddon. She threw herself, still dressed, on the couch beside her little brother. It was long before she slept for as the storm beat against the window paucs, she could not repress a sharp anxiety for the safety of those she loved. .E
 "What should I have done if this m an had not comea' she thought. "He may be odd, but he is vcry, very kind."
 She lost consciousness at last and when she awoke the storm was over, and the sunshine streamed in at the eastern window. As sho sprang up hardly ablo to collect the scattered memories of the previous night, the sound of distant bells came 10 her cars "Thcy are coming!" she cried, joy fully. Hastily she opened the door of the living-room. It was empty, and tho fire smouldered low on tho hearth. Her strange guest had gone suddenly and unannounced as ho had como. ''He didn't wait to sec father, and he had no breakfast" mourned poor Jen- nic. "What must hc have thought of me to sleep so late as thisa"
 She ran to the outer door just as her fathers sleigh camo in sight-the stout horses struggling bravely through the heavy drifts. A cheerful hallo rang out, answered by her own clear, joyful torres. The sleigh reached tho door, and in moment Jennie was in her fath. CTS arms.
 My poor little grill You are safe. was afraid-hasn't anybody been here7'
 "Oh yes; we haven't been lonesome, either, have we, Tony2 A man came ho had been caught in the storm-and | he was so good He fed the cattle and made the fire, but-only think l-] slept so long that he went away without any breakfast"
 'Yes---he only robbed me of my money, I suppose, and spared you. "Well, I'm thankful for that"
 'Robbed you, fatherl Why, he was a good man. He played with Tony and did all the chores"
 John Harmon picked up scrap O paper on tho table, on which wa scrawled, "Good-by, little girl; don tell your father that anybody came, an6 always Do good to those that aint gooc themselves
 ''That proves it, he said. ''I saw that man watching us, yesterday, wher we went over tho brook, and he mus have cut down that tree to prevent ou getting back last night. He did it t, rob me-" John Harmon rushed out o the room, but quickly returned, in { state of excitement and astonishmcnt 'Why," he said, ''he hasn't taken it after allp'
 Of course, they never could know th' whole story, but they guessed a part o it. Tho farmer had in his house a con siderable sum of money which he wa soon to ply toward clearing the mort gage from his farm. The strange wis itor must have known this fact. H certainly watched John Harmon ant Steve as they went away from home Probably he cut down the tree of whicl Jennie's father had spoken, in order t. delay his return until he had timo t. get we'll away. Then he had como t. the house, not because he was caught il the storm, but because he had som plan, which no one doubted was rob bery.
 John Harmon always believed that i was Jennie's innocent fearlessness ant perfect trust in the rough man tha changed his mind, and saved him fror the loss of his money. --- Youths Com panion.