The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1897-07-16

81 mind said Jean. briefly But
dldna mean ye to tax It as ye did yon
time" she responded
81 dldna KEN replied John.
II struck neither OF them that there
was any pathos in the sentences
nathos Of ten years mistaken silence
Are We sure ye mean II moo ~
asked, getting up.
81 certainly dae,' said Jean, hrniy'
"Then gude-by, jean
"Gude-by"
The instant the door was shut jean
almost strangled Thrift with kisses
Unfortunately the practical Things
could not be settled so summarily-
lean had given up her house aud she
found 1t was let to the new dress
maker. She was not accustomed 10
complications In her life. Alternatives
seemed to crop up. and they worried
her. At the same time Thrift was her
one object. Everything was directed
to this aim.
After some few weeks she got tum-
bledown little cottage about a mile
from the straggly village. II proved
too far. or the hang" Of the new dress
makers skirts proved too much ioi
Jeans old customers. Work and pay
became scant. The little dressmakel
bore up proudly and bravely. She
stinted and starved herself, but Thrift
grew and fourlshed. There doomed be-
fore her always a fear Of the charity
where her boy might be taught-and nc
one knew at what expense Of unkind
ness.
II the worst came to the worst, she
would ask John Forbes to get MIN IN
and she would become a servant. one
wintry evening the child was fretfu
and aillng. A knock came to the dool
and John Forbes entered. lie did no
appear to notice the extreme poverty Of
the cottage. nor the miserable attemp
at fire. This fact brought a rush O
gratitude 10 Jeans heart. 1t was to SCI
II these things were MS bad as repor
said. that he had come.
He took Thrift upon his knee and h
talked occasionally to Jean.
Can dae onything for yeT he salt
suddenly. For the boy, We ken"
A little flush came in Jeans cheeks
She faltered her thanks.
No idea that she might work on he
old lovers pity crossed her mind. Sh
began timidly asking him if he coul
manage to send Thrift to the home h
had mentioned.
why, moo. when ye were so sc
against itT' asked John, with sever
ty that was not reassuring.
ITS circumstances, said Jean, brief
~.
She felt that she would rather di
than let John Forbes know there wa
nothing to eat in the house and no MOI
ey. She would have risked everythin
but for the fear of Thrift falling Ill.
"Weel," said John, slowly, I'll sc
ABBOTT it. But hoo wull We pay M
Jeanf"
The little dressmaker drew herse
up.
"There'n be no fear O. that, job
Forbes"
But We hivna telrt me in fat wy
Jean"
I'm honest money by honest wark."
The pink flush had deepened into
deep crimson on her cheek.
But l dinna want your money, al
as for wark, suppose you come al
wark for me-"
"Na, na," said Jean, involuntaril
She had had her chance of being mi
tress at tile farm. she could not sto,
to work for another, as she supposed
meant.
"Weel, come wi'oot doing ony wark
Jean looked at him in utter bewildt
ment.
The difference atween us lay
Thrift. If he gaes ava there's naet
ing nede hinder your coming to L
farm"
Il didna expec' ye'd think I mea
you" said the little woman. She W
thoroughly hurt. IN thank We a. t
days O. my life if yen dae for Thri
but I'm no seeking to be beholden
you for myself"
yen be gey lonely wi'oot Thrift
cay"
Jean nearly smiled because she W
so near to tears at the thought.
III be lonely at the farm"
"Ye can Marry" said Jean.
She suddenly felt that she had
herself off from every possibility
her suggestion. She had done It
Thrift all along; she would have m
ried him for Thrills sake, she gave h
! up for Thrills sake. Now Thrift
her own act was to go away from h
And John Forbes was nothing to h
, The unexpected touch Of Kindness 1
, brought rush Of sympathy to
heart. She did not know II. but II I
r broken down the barrier that her |,
for Thrift had built up round her VIC
ans heart
"Ay.' answered John Forbes, SLOW
= 'But We maun ask me this time. Jea
4 "Oh, | couldna," faltered Jean.
!, She felt confused and trembling.
looked down.
B.. "And Wilma. nae a third time"
b I'm no it to be Teddy. noo,"
I murmured.
: Then she looked up. John saw in
e eyes a look he had not seen for m
a than ION vparS