The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-07-17

gave me an insight into your goodness.
Oliver" said the girl gravely. You
remember he dropped his glasses and
was just STOPPING his rheumatic legs
to pick them up when Stewart and
some other boys walked past him.
Stewart grinned and gave the glasses
kick and they flew out in the sand.
The old man was nearly blind and
nearly helpless. He Swore frightfully
at Stewart and the boys, and that
tickled them nearly to death, and they
paused to ieer at his impotent cropping
for the lost eyes-and he swearing like
pirate all the time. 1t was funny to
see his picturesque rage. Then Stew
art began to negotiate to find the
glasses for him for a dollar. then
half or a quarter Then you came
along. gave Stewart a good-natured
shove and found the glasses for the old
man. He seized them. found that they
We're broken and then rallied at you.
You took them and fixed them. he
growing at you every minute. When
you went on he called you back. asked
you your name and where you lived.
and remarked that you probably would
be hanged some day"
The man laughed at the Recollection
of the scene.
THE old fellow became very decent
afterwards" he said. L remember he
OoCu " SlOp lle anu Talk To me. Inen
he found | was a Napoeleonic crank
and that pleased him. as he was ono
himself. and he got me to go to the
barn OF house he lived in and showed
me lot of rare books on Napoleon. l
was greatly interested and went there
many times and read aloud to him. He
could not see to read himself. and would
sit and listen hungrily, and roar and
pound the floor with his cane and shout
ont nrAfann intArrnla Of 81
Oh, he had some powerful strong opin-
ions on Bonaparte."
Yes. Stewart and the other boys
used to sheer and say you went there
because he paid you." said the girl Il
used to wonder if it were true"
NO" replied the man, quickly. It
went at first because l was interested
myself in his books. Then 1 found his
life so barren and his joy at somebody
to read to him so great. that 1 thought
L could spare an occasional hour"
That's your true self" said the girl,
reaching an arm about his neck
As he stopped to kiss her letter fell
from his pocket. AS he picked it up he
remarked that it was unopened.
Il received it just as l left the office,
and in my hurry TO see you did not stop
to open It, It's from a lawyer dun,
L suppose on that old Boomville mat
ter"
He tore off the end carelessly and
moved to the lamp to read it.
Great heavens!" he shouted an in
slant later, and then executed a war
dance. Speaking of angels and fiut-
tering wings, what do you think OF
this and he passed the letter to the
girl.
This is what she read:
Mr. Oliver Hepburn Dear Sir-We
have the honor to inform you that Mr..
Thaddeus Pitkin. of Iona Lake, died
on the 18th ult., and that his will was
duly opened and read. 1t contains a be-
quest of $4,000 to you for sympathy
and kindness and fellowship extended
an old man. The affairs of the estate
are in our hands and we will take
pleasure in seeing that you receive the
legacy promptly if you will appear in
person or by attorney and comply with
the necessary preliminaries. etc.
(Signed) Watts q Wigs.
Attorneys at Law"
II told you it would come out all
right" replied the woman. softly.