Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1899-05-11

something in bis expression reduced
Teddy TO preternAtural gravity.
| See here. Teddy. one man ought
to help another out Of az.
Teddy nodded. bis eyes fastened
on the handsome. hsggard face near
his own.
| That's what father said one day
TO Uncle Jack, only he said tight
place. It's the same rs . flx, per-
haps p
Exactly the same Well, I'm i'm
. tight place. > rsry tight place,
my BOY, ana you'r theman 10 help
me out OF it,
Teddy's grey eyes darkened With
pride; he nodded.
Now resumed Borradile, 4
don't want anybody to know I've
been here, not even your father il
you can help it, for few days.
I'm afraid he'll have to. though,
on account of his clothes. Howev-
er, iu few hours | hope to be with
friends. II is nothing that can
harm your father, Teddy. or il
wouldn't be fair to ask you-but
I'm in danger. What is your faith
er's name ty the way
Brooke, Captain Brooke
Ronald Brooke, of the -th p
'Yes; he's not in the Array now.
Do you know him p
Borradaile's face had grown rigid
and stern. He half put the boy
away from him.
Il met him-once,' he said, in o
strained, bard voice that made Ted
dy tremble; what was your moth
er's name?'
Theodore Teddy spoke almost
timidly; isn't it pretty y
But the listener was listening no
longer. His thoughts had ilown back
over the space Of q decade, to the
time whea bis life had been bounded
bY Theodore, the only girl he ever
loved. She would have been faith
ful enough to the Young lover whose
wild oats we're so plentiful Q crop,
but Ronald Brooke was rich and
steady, even though he bad the
temper Of q devil, aud Theodora's
constancy was overruled.
He broken upon his own thoughts
by taking Teddy's face between his
hands and searching with hungry,
longing eyes for trace of resem-
blance. Teddy wriggled himself
free. Borradaile rose TO his feet
hurriedly.
Il must 20, Teddy. Do you mind
postponing the somersault? /? I'm
sorry, but / have 90 far to 20 to-
night
Il dou't mind q bit about the
somersault,' said Teddy, but wish
you hadn't to 60. We've had such
fan. haven't we 2
sBorradaile forced q smile. Az
ter all. what had been fun to the
boy might mean death to him, and
he could not agree very heartily.
He opened the window quietly.
Goodbye, Teddy he said; Il
shall never forget
But Teddy was fumbling in a
corner Of the cupboard, and only
nodded over his shoulder in res.
ponse. Borradaile made way rap
idly down the drive, aud had reach
ed the gate, when be heard quick,
pattering footsteps Fastening after
him.
1t was Teddy, out of breath. He
thrust something into Borradaile's
hand.
sHere-I want you-to take this
You might be short. When Un-
Gle jack in tight plsce-he means
he hasn't any money--and | thought
You mightn't either. It's mine
every bit, to do as like WITH
Teddy felt himself swung up into
q pair Of strong arms aud literally
hugged, and in his surprise at find
ing something wet upon his cheek
forgot to wish that his visitors face
had been lees pricklY.
He was glad he had remembered
what q tight place meant, but he
stood for moment somewhat for
lornly in the drive swallowing the
lump in his throat before turning
to face the nurses probable scold-
ing. What did he care for O scoId-
ing, when he bad helped another
man out Of Q tight place with his
pillar post money-box?
Geoffrey Borradaile had said he
would not forget, and he never did.
Each year there comes TO Teddy on
o certain date red pillar post mon-
ey-box containing q remembrance,
n