Los Angeles herald., 1910-09-11

ton.
"Then when the rain is over you
shall have some of this money and
run home," said the miner, pointing
to the money on the table,
When the rain had ceased Carton
took the money, thanked the miner
and bade him goodby.
Carlton ran all the way home. How
glad he was that he did not have to
ask his uncle for money.
When he reached home he found
his mother anxiously waiting for him.
His father soon got we'll and he and
the miner became great friends.
IRENE WATRY.
Santa Ana, Third Street school,
grade completely
For there was his uncle dressed in
overalls, his sleeves rolled up, busily
engaged in counting bright new silver
dollars, while two rough looking men
were busily engaged in lifting a pot
of molten metal out of the old fire.
place.
What can this meant" thought
Carlton. II never saw uncle in such
dress, besides uncle is rich, and don't
have to work, but what is he doing
here in this lonely hut? Is this where
he keeps all his money!"
Then Carlton thought of his sick
father and how much good few of
those dollars might do at home. Sure
ly, uncle won't refuse me this time"
he thought, as he timidly knocked at
the door.
who's there?" asked man gruffly.
II am Carlton" replied the boy.
"Well what do you want?'
II want my uncle James," Carlton
Then after a few moments the door
opened and one of the men stepped
out, closing the door after him, grab
bed Carlton by his coat collar, shook
him roughly and said:
Say, you young sneak, der amt no
Uncle James here; make yerself scarce
around here mighty quick, see, and
If you dare to spy round here again
dere won't be a ting left of yuh to
make a funeral Of
Then giving Carlton a push which
sent him sprawling over fallen log,
he entered the hut. AS Carlton fell
over the log his head struck the large
root of tree with such force as to
render him unconscious.
When he awoke he did not know
where he was.
Could ii have been a dream? Then
he felt such a sharp pain in his head.
No, it was no dream, that was sure.
There was the nut; yes, he remem-
bered it all now, his Uncle James, the
rough men and the fall.
Cautiously he crept through the un-
derbrush. The rain had stopped and
by the light of the moon he could see
very plainly the public highway. En-
numbered with his wet clothes and get
ting weaker, caused by the loss of
blood from a cut on his forehead, 1t
was only by the greatest exertion that
Carlton gained the roadway where
he tainted.
When Carlton aWoke to find himself
In a luxurious bed he at first thought
he must be dreaming, but his mothers
gentle voice assured him that it was
all real, that this was the home of the
sheriff where the government detec-
tives had brought him after finding
him in the roadway.
Hush, my boy" said his mother.
"You must not exert yourself You
have told us all in your delirium. The
notorious Black Jim and his counter
feiter gang have been sent to Jail and
the reward of $4,000 for their arrest and
conviction is to be divided between
you and the detectives"
Carlton recovered, and with the re-
ward money bought a small chicken
ranch on which they lived, and ever
after they were never in need OF oor-
rowing.
Cartons fathr is recovering and he
often says:
'"To borrow brings sorrow" But he
adds with a chuckle that the sorrow
came to Black Jim.
~ MAUDE EDWARDS.
Age IA. 3027 West Tenth street.
Inside the hut were two men, who
were talking softly together. Just as
Carlton looked through the window
they turned up a leather bag into
pan. Hundreds of bright yellow gold
pieces rolled into the light.
They were rough, ragged, uncouth
looking men, and looked as if they
might be desperate characters.
Cartons eyes grew big
Carlton was given the bag he had
first seen. Owners couldn't be found
for most of the articles, so they were
turned over to the station house.
DORIS LAUGHLIN.
1884 Michigan avenue. Age 1S,
Grade BS.
am indeed sorry that could not
use all of this story, for it promised