The San Francisco call., 1898-12-11

Liza hurried away and came back with the money and some food, which she was hastily wrapping in paper. Here" she said, thrusting it into the woman's hand, there's only just enodgh and you'll have to run, she said, and pointed at the approaching train.
 God bless you, child. I'll pay 1t back.
 "Oh, run, runp'
 She started and Liza watched the race and saw with relief the train draw up and then start away. She had cast her bread upon the waters. Would 1t return to her after many days? She turned slowly into the house and be- gan to take up the braided rugs, pre- paratory to sweeping the room.
 Liza" called her small sister, ma says you're to come to breakfast"
 No, dear not this morning. l gave mine to that poor woman," and she went on cleaning the room. ''Liza"-Mrs. Hawkins stood in the door-"come to breakfast this minute. If you have made a fool of yourself once this morning you needn't go on doing it.'
 "Oh, ma, I had to give it to her. I was so sorry for her, and know she'll pay it back"
 "Fiddlesticks; you'll go to tn exhi- bition in your old dress for all your work
 I'm willing. mother"
 Well, you'll have to be. If ever there was a child like her father''- she mutt tered to always ready to give everything aw "
 The days wore on. A week passed, and the school exhibition was drawing near. LiZa's luck seemed to have de- serted her. She could find nothing to do to earn even new ribbons to brighten her old gown. She eagerly watched each incomin" train, but no old lady appeared; no letter was received.
 She began to fea. that her mother was right; that she would never see the old lady again. She told herself over and over, Anyway, I couldn't help it, for she said father was good to her.
 She was washing the dishes one morning when the children came rush. ing in.
 'Oh. Liza. come and look. Here's an awful nice buggy stopped at our gate and a lady's getting out"
 ''Is it my poor woman?"
 NO; lady; she's got lovely clothes 9 Liza hurried to front window. '.Oh, it is, it is,'' she cried. Its her face she's got her money and new clothes D The figure coming up the yard ele- gant in sealskin and silk, bore little outward resemblance to the shabby one last seen running to catch the u oli. HIS dppdlillOIl SlIGilceQ GNSH Mrs. Hawkins long tongue.
 My. sakes alive!" she calculated when she opened the door.
 Yes. it's me; didn't expect to see me. did you?"
 'Well-no, but come in, ma am.''
 Mrs. Bone came in and sat down gin- gerly on a chair.
 Don't look much like I did, do I? I got my money thanks to your girl. Where is the child? I've come to pay my debts.''
 Liza came shyly in and found herself gathered into an embrace.
 You dear childl What should I have done without you that morning. Here is your money and something else. l heard what your mother said to you. '' She united big bundle and disclosed folds of soft cashmere and shining rib bon that fairly dazzled Liza
 There, don't thank me; it's yours and you deserve it. How do you like my things?"
 She got up and displayed her fine gar ments with the pride of possession from which the newness had not worn off.
 You see, l got my money We live on Starve-out mountain ranch and my old man was off hunting work when l came away. I can tell you our old place and the children will shine when they get the things I've brought home. T
 Liza wore her pretty dress to the school exhibition and was happy in the consciousness that she had done some thing which pa would have liked"