Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1897-05-28
Jean had no wish. either, to break the

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silence.
I'VE ken this is the second time your
obstinacy has come in the way" said |
John. finally.
Il mind" said Jean. briefly. "But
didna mean ye 10 TAX it us We did yon
time" she responded.
Il didna KEN replied John.
1t struck neither Of them that there
was any pathos in the sentence-a
pathos of ten years mistaken silence
Are ye sure We mean it moor" he
asked. getting UP.
Il certainly dae," said Jean, firmly.
Then gude-by. jean"
'Gude-by"
The instant the door was shut Jear
almost strangled Thrift with kisses
Unfortunately the practical things
could not be settled SO summarily.
Jean had given up her house and she
found it was let to the new dress.
maker. She was not accustomed to
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. 1t proved
too far, or the hang Of the new dress.
makers skirts proved too much for
Jeans old customers. Work and pay
became scant. The little dressmakcy
bore up proudly and bravely. She
stinted and starved herself, but Thrift
grew and flourished. There doomed be-
fore her always fear of the charity"
where her boy might be taught-and no
one knew at what expense Of unkind-
ness.
If the worst came to the worst, she
would ask John Forbes to get him in,
and she would become servant. One
wintry evening the child swas fretful
and ailing. A knock came to the door
and John Forbes entered. He did not
appear to notice the extreme poverty of
the cottage. nor the miserable attempt
at a fire. This fact brought rush of
gratitude to Jeans heart. 1t was to see
IL these things were as bad as report
said, that he had come.
He took Thrift upon his knee and he
talked occasionally to Jean.
Can dae onything for ye?" he said
suddenly. For the boy, ye ken"
A little flush came in Jeans cheeks
She faltered her thanks.
No fIoo %ho< chm vp,inht vx.np1r IN hov
old lovers pity crossed her mind. She
began timidly asking him II he could
manage to send Thrift to the home he
had mentioned.
"Why. moo. when ye were so SCI
against it:" asked John. with severi
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 mon
ey. She would have risked everythin:
but for the fear of Thrift falling Ill.
"Weel," said John, slowly, "I'll sex
ABBOTT it. But hoo wull ye pay me
Jean:"
The little dressmaker drew hersel
up.
"There'll be no fear O that, JohI
Forbes"
But ye hivna telrt me in fat wye
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, an
as for wark, suppose you come an
wark for me-"
INA, na," said Jean, Involuntary
She had had her chhnce Of being mis-
tress at the farm. She could not stoo
| to work for another, as she supposed b
meant.
"Weel, come wi'oot doing ony wark.
Jean looked at him in utter bewildel
ment.
1.-The difference atween us lay I
Thrift. II he gaes AVA there's naetf
ing nede hinder your coming to til
! farm"
Il didna expec' ye'd think I near
you," said the little woman. She wa
thoroughly hurt. "I'll thank We a til
days O. my life If yen dae for Thrift
but I'm no seeking to be beholden I
you for myself"
"Ye'n be gey lonely wi'oot Thrift"
"Ay."
Jean nearly smiled because she We
so near to tears Mt the thought.
III be lonely at the farm"
Eye can MARRY" said Jean.
She suddenly felt that she had c,
herself of from every possibility b
her suggestion. She had done 1t I.
Thrift all along; she would have ma
ried him for Thrills sake, she gave hi
up for Thrills sake. Now Thrift /
her own act was to go away from he
And John Forbes was nothing to he
The unexpected touch Of kindness ha
brought a rush Of sympathy to h,
heart. She did not know it, but it hi
broken down the barrier that her 10,
for Thrift had built up round her wor
ans heart.
"Ay," answered John Forbes, slcwl
"But We maun ask me this time, Jean