Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1892-06-17

Mrs. Carbon and Alice received ii
the former with a thrill of hope, tn
latter with a blush. The mothe
knew where the key was, and it WA
with TREMENDOUSLY eager hands that l
was placed in the lock and the lid o
the box thrown back.
"Thank God,n exclaimed tn,
widow, "hcre is the note"
sob! mother" cried Alice, scal
it be true? Here, help me put on m,
things. I'll go right away to old Mr.
blackburn. / can't wait until l shak,
that precious piece of paper at him.
Old Amossat in his chair, -meagrt
fire. briar cane, cap, ugly face and al
just as we have seer him. His snar
quickly Joined the rest when Alice
entered.
"What dye want now?. he
growlcd.
.'llc come,' she said, with cour
age in the consciousness of power,
''to see il your conscience has
awakened"
III amt got such a thing he
snapped.
IL know that. But haven't YOU
yet decided to take pity on us and
pay us what you owc?:"
''No, and l never will"
s'Then We'll compel you to-
elbow, he snar!cu dctlantly.
ssWith this"
She advanced to him and shook the
paper in front of him. lie started
and grabbed at 1T almost as IL wild
beast might, but she sprang back,
saying
s.Now, MI. Blackburn. you will Just
please give mel a check for 81, 800 with
interest for two years."
s.IWl do nothin' of the sort. The
note says, 4 promise to pay James
Carbon hut it don't say nothing of
rayin' q darter of his. Begone. with
you; l don't owe you nothing"
Alice shrank from him. She had
never thought of this and her courage
quickly gave place to fears and
a~nXieties of the delay of IL law suit.
But she forced herself to answer
him.
1--WE will have to sue you."
"Sue ahead. / don't keer. Git
out the house, I don't owe you
nothin': git"
.'Don's be afraid of the brute,
Alice"
1t was the voice of a strong man,
and both turned and saw the man
himself, Herbert Wilrow. He quickly
came to Alice's side as it surprised ut
her presence there and asked her to
explain. She did so, and Wilrow,
turning to the miser, said.-
"YOu refuse to pay the note. do
you?:"
Swell, the man is dead,-"
s'Io you refusc::"
SIZES. l do"
every we'll, sir. Mr.. Adam Mar
tin came into the bank to-day with
$1,000 that he owes You for IL house.
and he authorized me to hold it until
YOU made the promised repairs.
I'll Just transfer that money
to Miss Carbon. There's some
justice in this world. you
wretch. and I'm glad l happened
here Just in time. Ii you don't this
instant draw Il check i'm favor of Mrs.
Carbon for $1,000 and two years in
tercst, Mr.. Martin will throw the
house back on your misery hands
and you will he out ST. 900 and with IL
lawsuit against you for this note.
What do you say:s"
"You're mighty hard on helpless
old man." whined the wretch, "but l
guess l must"
SIZES, it's your best policy. Here
is a check I've filled up Tor $1,.6SO.
Sign it,"
a few moments later they were out
i'm the blight winter sunshine; Alice
with the precious checN in her pocket,
hope and courage in her heart. keep
ing company with another feeling
there which showed itself in her face
and which forced itself into words of
confession before they reached home.
And little Eleanor could not quite
understand until years afterward, why
Mr.. Wilrow picked her up and kissed
her so hard, or why Alice tried to look
reproyinglyat hcrand failed.-Yankce
Blade.