Los Angeles herald., 1906-04-15

Then in flash Horton recollected the mon
ey he had been saving to buy silver watcn
like Bertie's He had more than half enough
now.
But can't take that" he cried, aloud
II can't give up my watch!"
In his distress at the very idea, he tried TO
forget, what had happened. 1t could not be
helped now, he told himself.
But Jeddie's pale, pitiful face, haunted
him, in spite of all he could do, and when ne
reached home he stole softly up to his room,
ashamed for the first time to meet his moth
er's eyes.
On the shelf was the little toy bank in
which he kept his watch money. Horton
glanced at it, then took it down, and empty
ing the silver pieces it contained into his
hand, sat looking at it, and thinking, with
troubled face.
Meanwhile poor Jeddie had been dragged
to the station house and locked into cell
protestations had been so useless, and worse
than useless, that the boy tried to be silent
and bear his terrible fate manfuly.
But his heart ached with sorrow until it
seemed ready to burst when he thought of his
sister. 1t was for her sake that he cared
more than for his own.
Would Kate believe, as the rest did, that
he had tried to steal? Would she think he
could forget that since their mother died she
had worked night and day to support him
ana nerseI1, ana TO keep MIN from Delng IKE
sucn boys as Pete Griffin.
Only that morning she had told him about
Easter and all that it sgni6ed, little think
ing his Easter would mean prison and an
injustice.
Jeddie was unable to keep the tears back
as he thought of this, and he leaned his fore.
head against the cruel bars clinging to them
hopeless and helpless.
Oh, that it should come to this, when he
had tried so hard-so much harder than any
one knew-to do right, and be what Kate
wanted him to be!
Hours passed as Jeddie stood thus, hardly
hearing the rawlings of the man who was lock-
ed in with him. He did not look up either
when footsteps approaching sounded on the
stones of the corridor.
"This is the boy"
The words reused Jeddie from his stupor
of misery, and he raised his head, to see in
front of the grating an officer of the station.
and boy. pale and agitated, whose face
seemed familiar to him.
At second glance Jeddie recognized the
latter and his heart gave bound of hope.
"You were at the stationner's! You have
hands eagerly between the bars. Wv ms
Horton flushed and glanced appealinplv at
the tall gentleman by his side, who answered
for him:
"My son and I have come to have the mis-
take rectlhed we want to do what we can
to repair the wrong that was done you.o
"How can l ever thank you for taking
such pains on account of poor boy like me %
Jeddie said, tremulously, giving a look elo-
ouent with gratitude at him and then at
Horton.
"Don't-please don't thank mel" Horton
sand, quickly. "Wait until 1 tell you some.
thing"
Jedde's surprise at these words vanished
in Joy, as the officer, unlocking the door, said.
not unkindly:
"step out, my boy You are free now to
go where you will"
Jeddie felt dizzy as he rushed from the
cell. Freel What glad sound it had after ter
those miserable hours of captivity
He fairly staggered as he followed the 9th.
ers to the office, where he was left with MT
Bond and Horton.
AS soon as he was little composed Mr.
Bond questioned him about himself, and led.
die answered truthfully. Then he ventured
to ask:
"But how was it found out, sir, that 1 did
not break the eggs?"
Mr.. Bond glanced at Horton.
My son will explain" he replied.
At this Horton came forward He was
rather pale, but did not shrink in the least.
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