Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1910-02-11

Gus. did you come oil the way from
Mexico TO nnd such welcome az
thisi How thnnkful am that your
father did not know."
"But what II Il. grnndmotherl You
must tell me everything. You and !
are NIL there Is left. and you must lei
me help you. What IL II about Maple.
woodYf
ut was sold long ago. Your Uncle
Richard owed money and let the dear
old place 40. II took everything.
Poor Richard"
The boys own face hnd grown color
less now; terrible suspicion was 10
his mind.
"what place Ii thisi'' he asked fear
fully.
"The poorhouse. Oh. Jaeky. Jacky!"
but with that heartbroken cry In
bis ears the boy forgot everything else
all bis hopes and expectations and
iongings.
Never mind. grandmother" be said
lovingly. "Yon have me. and ! am
almost a man. will soon make an-
other home for you"
"Poor Jacky boy. You arc young yet
aud do not know how hard the world
In. And II Is more for you than my
self care"
II am seventeen" he answered stur-
dlly as he drew his strong young hg-
IRE 70 It's full height. Il went with
father 10 his work IN the mountains
every day. and he said was the
strongest boy Of my age he ever saw.
| shall soon make n nice home for
you"
Never mind Its being nice. Jacky.
hoyel or woodshed d-anythlng to get
away from hGe. And II will not cost
so much TO live. You have no idea
how little we can get along wlth-we
two" Her eyes were shining now,
and the color was coming back into
her cheeks. IL was afraid that
should have to live here always"
when the rest Of the women began
to file IN from the kitchen the two
were standing by the window, talking
earnestly.
John picked up his hat.
"l'il come and see you as often as I
can. grandmother" he said as he
moved toward the door. "and II will
not be long before 1 have a home for
you"
As he went down the lane he could
not help contrasting his prospects with
those OF the boy who had passed there
a short half hour before.
ue thought of the long talks that he
and his fnther had had about bis IN.
ture-the studies and college life and
the work 10 be done nfterward.
Neither of them had ever dreamed
OF the possibility OF his relatives being
unable to provide for him. And here
he was pennIless aud bis supposed
wealthy grandmother in the poorhouse.
He almost felt glad that bis father
was dead aud could not know.
AT the head OF the lane be paused
and glanced back at the ra ambling farm.
house aud Its outbulldlngs.
Poor grandmother he said aloud.
~ must not keep her waiting very
long"
Although Il was stlll March, the sun
was hot and the snow nearly gone.
Here and there In the fields he could
see farmers beginning their spring
work-plcklng up stones and mendlng
the walls and fences.
After awhile he went across to one
" the groups aud asked for work,
Iiut he was too late. The farmer had
already hired all the help be wanted.
A little farther on he tried again. AT
last he found man who said he was
just the sort of boy he had been look
Ing for.
One day In the latter part OF April a
farm wagon drove up to the poor
house, and boy sprang lightly to the
ground.
Sitting on the stone wall was the
same man ne had met oetore' S'oucn'
ing across tue parhyaru were se'era'
OF tue d'a'ory nanus'
I've come Ior MTb. carter, shlu tue