Los Angeles herald., 1910-09-11
HONORABLE MENTION

ioned chair at a spinning wheel
with a black cat lying peacefully on
her lap. It was such warm, COM
Portable looking room with a fire blaz-
ing in the fireplace Carlton was de-
termined to ask for shelter. He
knocked at the door and the old lady
opened it and greeted him kindly.
"Yhy, yes, my boy, my boy, you
shall certainly have a share of my
shelter she said, taking Cartons cold
hand.
Once inside he felt safe and oh, so
warm and comfortable. He thought
wistfully of his father and mother and
how he longed for them to be in such
snug quarters. Yes, it was certainly
surprising how much difference there
was between the inside and outside of
the hut. And Carlton wondered at it,
The old lady broke the silence by
saying: "You must be hungry, lad
die. expect you have been out in the
storm a good while before you came
here. But what brings you in the for
est on such a cold day?"
Carlton told his errand.
But you must have some supper
she exclaimed. Carlton was very hun
CRY and ate everything the old lady
gave him. She gave him some cooked
Venison, tea, bread and butter and wild
blackberries.
'Ill tell you what I will do for your
sick father" she said, gazing thought
fully into the fire. 81 have woven two
trunks full of beautiful cloth and
will give you every one to sell to the
princess. She is very vain and l am
sure she will give you good price for
it''-smilingly-"and the money will be
for you and your parents"
Carlton was overjoyed.
The next morning the storm was
over and Carlton thanked the old lady
over and over again and started to-
ward the kings palace with a large
bundle of cloth.
The princess was so pleased with 1t
that she gave him $100. Carlton went
home as happy as king. His father
soon got well and Carlton was of much
service to the kind old lady many
times. ETHEL BUCHANAN
4OS Mt. Vernon avenue, San Bernar-
dino.
There on the other side of the room
were two men seated on the floor with
a little pile of gold between them.
Both had scars on their faces and
looked like ruffians.
Better dump this stuff out of sight,
said one. Someone may be aKound
and happen to glance in
Jaw, no!' said the other. mo one
will be out in this kind of storm.
Made pretty bunch off the old man
that time didn't we? Wonder if hurt
him when 1 knocked him down in the
hall"
"Glad Mike didn't come, too," said
the first man. I'VE wouldn't have got
ten as much for ourselves"
They deposited the money underneath
a loose board in the floor.
1T oApo Tho i1fan and heat il
down to the barn." said the first.
You may be sure that this was all
Carlton heard, for he tore down the
road as fast as he could go for fear of
being caught.
At last he reached his uncle's house,
and instead of being taken into the
parlor as usual the housekeeper took
him in the bedroom, where he found
his uncle with bandages all around his
head. Instead of acting stiffly as
usual he greeted him very warmly,
which Carlton returned in the same
manner.
Why, uncle. what's the matter!" said
he
at was robbed last night, Carlton"
he answered, "and one of the scoundrels
knocked me down with a wrench"
"Ohl" cried Carlton. Did they take
all of your money!"
"All but few dollars that 1 had in
my purse" replied the old man.
''Can anyone else hear me if tell
you something, uncle?"
NO" he said.
At this, Carlton drew his chair closer
to the bed and told his uncle what he
had heard and seen on his way over.
His uncle gave him some dry clothes
to put on, and then sent him to the
police station to get couple of private
detectives, who, with Cartons help,
brought back all but a few dollars of
the stolen money, and also captured
one of the men.
They are on the trail of the others
and expect to catch them in day or
two. Cartons uncle was SO gratified
that he insisted upon giving Carlton
$500, which he could easily spare.
Cartons father got well and got his
old position back with raise IN
wages. They are not a bit in need of
money now and it is not likely they
will be for quite while, as Cartons
uncle has made his will to Carlton. who
really and truly deserves it.
SIGFRED WESTERHOLM.