News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1891-10-15

Was that Mr.. Carpenter who lifted
the child and put her on a fallen tree
as tenderly as her mother could have
done? Was that Old Snap p-'em-up,
who said: "The naughty chickYl"
and then dipped his handkerchief in a
little run of water, and gently washed
Mans face and grimy hands?
Eyes it was," said Nan, "and it
ruined so far that Nan lost her shoe
and hurted her foot, and she's Sc
tired Please take Nan homel"
And Nan was lifted into strong
arms and cradled so comfortably,
that she was fast asleep when Mr.
Carpenter met Mrs. Carroll in dis.
tracted search of her darling, and did
not hear him say in his gruffest
tones:
eyes, I found herl Here she is, and
| wish people would look after theiI
own brats, and not let them run wild
all over town"
How could the mothers thanks be
gracious after such speech as that
utshe did not fail to give her timiC
Acknowledgements of his kindness. hel
great blue eyes misty with tears, anC
her little white hands trembling as
they were reached out to take hel
one treasure
"You know | am teachingall day.
she said, in apology, 'and | must
leave Nan with Jane, or | cannot
earn enough to feed her."
A grunt was the answer to this
and Mr.. Carpenter strode homewarC
frowning heavily, like the woman
hater he was known to be. How
could Mrs Carroll know that JUS
such baby blue eyes as hers had desc
lated his life, just such a wee ROSY
mouth spoken false VOWS and broker
, faith.
But Nan remembered the gentl
touch, the sympathetic voice long af
ter that naughty chicky was entirel,
lost. She was thorough gypsy, al
ways wandering away in spite o
James vigilance, and was as indepen
dent as boy, perfectly fearless ant
full of resources,
Snowville's Main street was tn
magnet that was most powerful; AM
f, when Jane, at the hours when Mrs
o Carroll might be expected, when il
search of Nan, she was usually tount
: lost in admiration at the window G
\ one of the five shops that comprise,
! the mercantile enterprise of Snowville
i 1t was three weeks after he met he
o in the woods, that Mr.. Carpenter
: walking up Main street, felt again
hn ir1h
upon Vans yellow curls and big
v brown eyes.
"Good morning" said Nan, polite
# ly.
q No answer, but a scowl, yet the lii
Q tie hand still nestled closely. Pres
q emily, still walking beside her frien
by election of one, Nan said
a "I'm pretty well, thank you," a
?. in reproachful reminder that her gree
f ing had not been answered. The ton
.r said:
r eff you are too rude toinquire ho'
/ am, am polite enough to tell you
|, Still no answer, and the heavy bear
p hid the quivering lips. Then the littI
It hand gave a strong pull, and til
y baby voice said imperiously:
l. CANDY"
d "Candy?" said the bewildered bacl
IS elor, stopping obedient to the pull.
Is Candy! Nan wants some!" an
y the wee finger was extended to
temBting row of molasses-candy par
Ie in the window of the only cake an
r candy store in Snowvile.
k A silver piece was put in the ros
ee palm by Mr. Carpenter, amazed {
d himself and hoping nobody was loo
ing. But Nan was still holding faE
n to his hand.
"You come, tool"
d "No, no." he said, hastily; "g,
is your candy and run home!' Ar
n gently disengaging himself, he hurrit
a. off.
g. But a silver piece bought mo
n, candy than Nan had ever before po
y sessed, a great sticky parcel her bal
n hands could hardly grasp. Eager
ID show her prize, and to share it, 81
;" ran quickly down the lane leading