St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1891-04-11

Marion. She took il without . wort
and read it to the end. II was frankly
written in Dawes honest wey, clearly
stating the case and asking for fifty
dollars.
| Il hate mortally 70 ask you." Ae wrote In on.
place, and I wouldn't u I thought there val
- chance Of my ever paying ron, but assure
you. father. that the Dian can not fail to turn
out in our favor II have The funds to carry me-
| through. II promises ten thousand dollars to NJ
and then, father. I'll pay IL back with the TWEEN
ty-hve dollars beside and princely Interest o.
both. know zen woa's FefYse ma. father, @
send = soon - possible. Yoar loving son.
DAVE"
As Marion read IL through she thought
of the petroleum scheme and its end;
she also thought Of the bright, hand
some brother, almost ten years her
Junior, who had been her pride and joy
in spite Of his indisposition to stick, -
but she handed back the letter without
q word.
There was look Of mute questioning
in poor Uncle Sis eyes a. she returned
the ePistle, but she did not answer it,
only took down . pail of feed for the
hens, and. tying on her sun-hat went
out. and the subject was dropped until
after supper, when she herself revived
Il.
''Whst do You think about II, mother, I"
she asked fought I to give the money
to Dave? You know how shabby the
psrlor is"
Mrs Barney was deep in the china
closet and did not answer 1t first, but,
when she did, her voice was rather
shaky.
Il dunno, Marion," she said. "Do
just - you like; the money is yourn an
Dave amt got NO right to Il beyond SAe
claim Of 1esh and blood. You've worked
hard for Il, an the parlor's shabby, I
know. Poor Davev'
Marion knew just what her mother
thought The claim Of his sunny blue
eyes and frank nature was more to
them Ill than the claim Of Justice.
Uncle 81 was looking 1t her. and she
heard him murmur, - he took . pine
stick from the wood-box and went out
doors to white:
poor Dave. he's . good boy"
I'm decide Tomorrow" abe said,
shortly, thinking Of the long cherished
parlor suite. then Of her brother, with
his inability 70 ''sticlr." but love con-
quered. ''fu do without for another
year," she whispered 10 herself. brush
ing away . tear. ''Dave shall have it
this time - he did before, and may he
succeed"
She aid nothing, however, until she
eame back next day from her journey
after her school money. Just Afty-four
dOnarA then she placed . letter In
Uncle SIS had gIL9
Read it." abe said, quietly. "And IL
you can. take il to town this afternoon"
Uncle 81 laboEiously spelled out the
lew lines. while his hand trembled 70
b could hardly hold the paper.
'D.Aa BRo9un DAvs-lAelessi are TIE
MY dollars desired IAope it Is enough. Let
- know bow the sass tesninssss.
''Yours - ever. MARION BARxxY."
God bless you, Marion" ejaculated
Uncle 81, letting the paper Autter to
he door, While he claspcd her hand.
'Ifs great sscsilce 70 you. child, but |
he good Lord win reward you, and
Dave Win not b ungrateful Yes, III
20 70 the village this very afternoon;
lever Mid Dollys lameness, nor The
layin' ether" -
Marion turned sway with . smile
md something strangely hse . tear in
ler eye. but che was mover demonstzar
i've, % sAs sid nothing.
The old clsw-legged pazloe fur1ita1e,
nth it, hair-cloth upholStesing, was