Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1891-04-30

they'll horeewhip me out OF the county :"
The boys eyes were like sparks Of fire.
and his face was white with rage, but
not so white as the little woman's who
grasped the chair-back.
sIvo loved YOU so-Charliel" she
said, in voice like cry.
The boys throat worked; the color
came into his face and left it; his
hands dcnched, and then, with groan,
he threw himself on the bed. His strong
young shoulders shook, and he sobbed in
storm of tears.
She knelt down beside him. All she
could say was, Charlie--my little
Charliep She did not know how to
talk.
81 won't CO." he said, after an hour.
''They can horsewhip all they like, but
can't leave yol. III be good; oh, I'm
SO bad-so bad u" He put his
head in her lap, and she smoothed it as
she did at night when she thought he
was asleep. az want-to take care Of
you--but I'm so bad
She sat there and soothcd him until he
fell asleep. She waited until twelve
o'clock, but no one came.
Then she looked and looked on the
face she loved so much-the square fore
head, the tanned, fresh colored checks
on that dreadful welt, the firm chin, the
mouth she thought so beautiful, the
brown hair with the wave in it, the long
lashes on the cheek. 1t was reckless
face, but it looked like such good face
to her-it always had looked good to
her, no matter what he did
His brows drew together, and he muir
INJURED in his sleep just as he did the
first night he came. He was only boy
after all he said he would be good
lis love the greatest thing in the
world2 Can my love for him, and his
love for me, and Gods love for both,
make him good boy2- lift can, love is
the greatest thing in the world"
In the morning, when he awoke, she
was sitting beside him, half-afraid to
have him wakep; for he was a good
boy when he was asleep.
He seemed daZed at first. Then he
flushed, and looking square into her
eyes said, with new tone in his boyish
voice, "You love me; don't you? Well,
I'll show L love you-you see"
She did see. He was as good worker
as any man around, and he knew il. He
began his farming on a small scale, so
that he could do everything himself-so
''she" could live comfortable like. I"
The little woman could not under
stand the summer that followed. A
different look came into her eyes, and
Charlie said there was color in her
cheeks. Perhaps it was true, for it was
wonderful thing to have happy voice
asking what she wanted, and telling her
not to do this or that, but rest.
Charlie found time to do so many new
things! They had "A garden with lettuce
-tnmatnes -an1-Swect- peas-things
they never had before.
He said that the one room with its
shed kitchen was no. fit for her to live
in, and he worked early and late, and
made trade with carpenters, unit! he
added a kitchen and porch and two
rooms for bedrooms.
Then came that wonderful day. tie
most frivolous day in all that little
woman's life. when they took the horses
and wagon and started before sunrise
for Topeka, and came back by moon
light with bed, great rocking chair,
looking glass, carpet, and some
dishes.
At night, when everything was all
done, and Charlie could hardly contain
himself for pleasure. the little woman
felt tickling in her throat, and won
dered if she was going to cry while she
was frying eggs In the new frying pan.
Such night as that was, and such a
suppcr-just they two; Charlie was
happy, and looked lovingly at the little
woman opposite him.
He was very solemn toward bedtime.
He hung over her chair, and held her
face in his two big hands, and kissed
her, and said:
You think love you now, don't
you. motherl And we think what you
sing-don't we-that love is the greatest
thing in the w-[ Youths Com.
panion.