The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1891-06-10

down to Smiths. Plays six tunes.
We've got seventy-two cents saved up. |
Seeln He shook the coin from paste
board box, and spread it in glittering |
rows upon the table.
"That ones Canadian piece, only |
worth six cents-somebody stuck Ben
with it. Oh, there's Sissy frettin'.
She'll hat to be logged little"
He looked in nervous anxiety from
the unfinished cake to the bedroom
door.
GO on with your work." shouted |
Mr.. Gillespie; can jog Sissy" But
Sissy and Mr.. Galespie were not of one
mind.
cts of no use, she won't let meP'
burst desperately from the old man
after q moment or two. perhaps l
could make the cake better, if you'd
tell me how"
The brother, coming to the rescue,
found his guest rocking the cradle vio-
lently with one foot, while both hands
were planted against Sissy's gingham
chest, in vain effort to overcome a
sitting posture.
GIVE broken the eggs; you might
beat 'em up. She'll be asleep by that
time"
Mr.. Galespie found cooking more
agreeable than baby-tending, and when
the eggs began to foam up little, his
interest rose to meet them. He beamed
through his gold-rimmed spectacles
with discoveries satisfaction.
"She will not shut-ut her eyes. DO
you think you cou-ou-ld measure thee
fiou-er-er?" came from the bedroom, in
| Tho oa1anon nf tho 1t11lohu
Mr.. Galespie asked, "How man.
enemy cu-u-ups?" unconsciously falling
into the spirit of the situation.
Three-e-e."
He turned to portion them out, but
dropped the sitter with nervous spasm,
as a man, spent with running, suddenly
appeared at the hall door. His face
was CHASTITY white, and great drops of
perspiration stood upon his forehead.
When he saw Mr.. Galespie, he started
backward in embarrassed dismay-
" Beg pardon, but who lives here?"
Mr.. Galespie peered through his
glasses: GA boy"
{" / do, Tim, do" called the child,
bursting into the room; els anything
the matter?"
The man nodded yes.
" Is 1t Benz"
Again he nodded.
"Not killed, Tim?"
He shook his head at this.
+" Hurt?"
eyes"
Whereabouts?"
He pointed to his arm" Caught in
the machinery. Have the bed ready
Git some cloths out. They're fetchin'
him over"
Mr.. Galespie hurried out, utterly
speeches., to telegraph to Albany for
a surgeon.
The younger brother hung about,
lending quiet assistance while the doc
tor dressed Ben's wounds; but when
that pompous gentleman left the room,
he followed him into the hall where
Mr.. Galespie was waiting.
Well?" said Mr.. Galespie.
The doctor shook his head. "I'm
afraid not" He laid his hand respect
fully upon Mr.. Galespie's shoulder.
" If it were your son, now, it would be
different; but this lad won't have the
proper care"
"You BRUTE" roared Mr.. Galespie,
"he shall have everything! Doctor he
added, in a softer tone, "stay here and
do what you can; you won't regret it,"
Science, with Gods help, saved Ben's
arm, and the young man was daily grow
ing better, though he had not been able
to see any one beside the nurse and
doctor, except his younger brother,
when Mr.. Galespie grew restless, and
wanted to be of farther service. A
whispered conference between that
gentleman and the younger brother
took place in the hall.
"Did you say anything he wants?'
/" Anything.''
"I'll tell him this minute"
"What do you care most about
in the world, Benny DEAR" said the
brother, stroking the soft locks on the
sick mans forehead.
Ben looked up at him with caress-
ing smile: GA music-boX."
The boy clenched his free hand to-
gether tightly, his breath came in short
gasps; he was trying to repress the
ecstacy he felt swelling in him at the
words.
"No, DON'T" he argued, pleadingly;
"not that; say corn beef, you loves
it So"
Ben's forehead contracted with
sharp tWlnge OF PAIN. An Involuntary
groan escaped him. "A music-boX,"
he repeated slowly.
"Ain't you sayin' it on my account?
Do you want it most, honest?"
"Honest."
1t was not Smith Brothers. instru-
ment of six tunes, but double-barreled
affair from Albany, with a repertoire of
forty selections, including all the most
popular airs from Strauss "Blue
Danube" to "Only Pansy Blossom"
that cheered Ben in his convalescence,
and made the younger brother feel as
though he walked on air and breathed
in Paradise.
And Mr.. Galespie's kindness did not
end ere.-ChriStian Weekly.
$100---Reward-.-$10O.