The daily morning journal and courier., 1895-11-30

they slept peacefully that night, though the bed was ricketty and coverings thin, because grandfather's prayer had been so full of glorious confidence in the goodness of God that both hearts had been uplifted and strengthened.
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 It was Thanksgiving morning, clear and crisp and bracing. Teddy had sold his papers and was looking about for some stray opportunity to earn few pennies more. If successful he intend ed to add @ mince pie to the feast of baked beans and coffee. It was to be surprise, and how delighted grand father would be! The sunshine, the pure air, had done much to tighten his depression; he was quite happy and hopeful, active of limb, and with a mind alert for all possible chances of occupation. He capered as he thought of the pie. Thanksgiving was not go- ing to be a dismal failure, after all.
 Grandfather too was walking abroad, the clock, carefully wrapped up, under his arm. Alas! poor grandfather, there were very fewpeople who would trust their clocks to him now. When he went from door to door, asking for clocks to repair his feebleness and shabbiness were against him, and it was rarely that anyone would trust him.
 He stepped out quite smartly. five been doing very difficult piece of pro- fessional work" he explained to a kindly neighbor. And he wondered if he should dare charge a dollar for 1t. But even if he was paid only seventy five cents, it was good piece of work, as good as any one could do, and per haps the lady would recommend him to her friends. And he too was happy and hopeful.
 Master Teddy's perigrinations had | brought him into one of the principal l streets of the town, a dark and mar row street, apt on busy days to be crowded with people, and choked with l its trolley line, and the great teams loading and unloading before the ware houses. But this was a holiday, most of the stores were closed, and the pass CTS were few. Ted began to feel dis couraged about the pie. But he had fifteen cents in his pocket, and a few red apples would not be an extrava- | gance. Perhaps Grandfather would like them just as we'll. And why! was not that Grandfather far ahead of him? Surely he knew that bent figure, the queer old silk hat, and the long coat. Ted could almost see the faded streak across the shoulders, and the shiny seams. But what was he doing so far from home? Ted gave a long whistle 1 and ctpIstad In m 0f hft1o
 And just then he heard the chatter of wheels and hoofs and loud cries of alarm. Looking back he saw two pow erful gray horses running furiously, the wreck of heavy wagon rattling and pumping at their heels. Run awayv shouted Ted, and boy-like, his heart throbbed with a pleasurable ex- citement How he wished he could stop them! But that was impossible such a little fellow as he. Perhaps they would turn at the corner--the lamp post might catch, the wheels. He meant to see 1t all-it was such a magnificent runaway!
 But they were coming straight on. People fled In all directions. A woman caught up her little child, dashed into a doorway and ran half way up the stairs. screaming, Hurry, hurry, little boy, or you'll be killedp' But Teddy was running straight on. Poor, poor, old grandfather, deaf and feeble--if he saw them coming he might be too much frightened to get out of the way, and he must reach and save him. He ran like deer, his heart beating heavily, his breathing short and difficult There was a pain in his breast and all was dark before him, but grandfather must be saved Now he knew by the thunder of the hoofs upon the flags that the horses had swerved and taken to the pave ment. The danger was greater, and horribly near. But with the exertion of all his remaining strength he leaped forward, seized the old mans arm dragged him sideways against the wall of building, and then fell, beaten down by the swaying pole.
 
 s'The boy is not seriously hurt" said a voice that, to Teddys ears. seemed to come from very far away. "Its won- der that his shoulder was not broken, but it's only very bad bruise." There was a murmur of other voices. "Good!" Brave little fellowp' Saved old Grubbin's lifel" were some of the words he heard. Then a wave of palm swept over him, he mpaned and opened his eyes struggling weakly against the hands that seemed to be holding him down. Keep still, my boy, a little longer" said a kind voice "Very soon you shall tell me where you live and will take you home. You have been hurt, but not badly, and you have saved mans life Isn't thai a. grand thing to think off"
 My grandfather cried Teddy. "Dit save him? Wasn't he hurt bit?' And for an instant, joy overcame the surging waves of pain.
 Tt was old MT. Grubbin whom yoS saved" said the doctor. But he say. he does not know you. Did you think he was your grandfather?''
 "Oh, poor grandpa Was he killed Oh, what shall I do?" shrielped Teddy clinging to the doctor in delirium O grief.
 'Lfsten, dear child" A woman clasped his hand and kissed him. n. saw it all. There was no other olt man-only this one. You must havt been mistaken in thinking him you | r, Fa thar a,,a {,