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

His Home
COfl1ins
Iisw Ne Found Hls GsaadmolhsF
and What he Did For Her
by FRANK n. SWEET.
Copyright. 1909. by American Press .
Association.
by FRANK u. SWEET.
1909. by American Press
Association.

- "eo hhN hVeA VI htohs sA taAAs eaA~
low faced man sat on the barnyard
wall. gazing over his rocky nelda with
slow. speculative eyes. lie had finish
ed his dinner and was now waiting for
the help.
Every few minutes he glanced I'm.
patiently toward the door Of the long
back Kitchen.
At last be muttered something under
his breath and slid heavily from the
wall Al the same moment he saw q
boy approaching.
Does Mrs Carter live hereY' the
boy asked brlSkly as be paused In
front OF the mnn
she's stnyin' here just now" was
the answer II guess you'll hnd her
In the house"
The boy walked on past the barnynrd
aud up the clam shelled lined path to
the front door OF the old farmhouse,
"Is Mrs. Carter lny' he asked OF the
little old woman who opened the door
Round In the kitchen. eatin' her
dinner" was the mumbllng answer.
"Mcn folks eat fust here. Who be yer
But the boy had already left the
step and was ON his way round to the
Kitchen.
The door was partly open. and he
could see long table. around which
were seated a dozen or more old wo.
men aud children. He knocked gently
and repeated his question.
A sweet faced old woman rose and
came TO the door.
Il am Mrs. Carter" she said pleas.
antly. what do you wishr
But the boy could not answer.
He felt all those curious eyes upon
him. and there was lump In bis
throat and terror OF something he
could not understand.
IL wish to see YOU" he STAN.
mercd at length.
VERY well. Suppose we 20 Into the
sitting room We can talk better
there"
lie followed her through the long
kitchen into big square room that
was scantily furnished. The old won.
an mOtioned him 10 chair by the
window where the light rested full
upon his face.
''Now." she began. then stopped. and
q strange look came into her eyes.
who are your" she asked In
troubled voice, Il am getting old and
do not remember as used to. But
have seen you somewhere"
He rose from the chair.
"No. you have never seen me before"
he replied. but folks used TO say that
! looked like father. ] am John Car.
ter Why don't you welcome me,
grandmotherg'
She trembled and gazed at him en-.
gcrly.
Johns boy-come home" she said
vaguely. Then n flush came into her
fnded cheeks and glad light into her
eyes. And has-has John conner she
asked.
my father died last fall" The boys
voice was very calm. but In II was
depth OF pain which be strove vainly
20 conceal. His last wish was for
me 20 come home. He said there had
been some misunderstanding between
him and Uncle Richard, but that bis
death would make 1t all right and that
| would be welcome. 10 Uncle Richard
hereT'
."RIchard died many years ago. He
told pe the whole story and wanted
Johns forgiveness. Poor Richard. Poor
John:'
In the dim old eyes was freshen-
lug Of the old pain. and the boy saw
Il. and bis own face grew wistful and
Bympathetic.
Dear grandmother" he said softly.
The old woman smiled and tried to
rouse herself.
''You and are oil there Is left" she
said. I'VE will not speak of the quar-
rel any more. They have made II up
before this" Then she took his strong
young hand between her two wrin.
killed. ones and stroked II tenderly.
"How did you find me, JackyT she
asked. using the pet name she had
given his father many years before.
"a man on the road told me that you
lived In the big house by the pond. 1t
was easy TO find"
And did you come all the way from
Mexico alone"
"Yes: am used to travelling. did
not mind II much. except for its being
lonely missed father, We've were
almost always together"
The brave eyes held back their tears.
but she could feel bis hand tremble
in her grasp.
A cheap clock on the shelf began to
strike shrilly, but after two or three
spasmodic efforts II began to quaver
and finally stopped altogether.
The old woman smiled.
at Is old and decreplt. Just like
everything else about the place." she
remarked sadly.
John looked at her inquiringly.
what does 1t all mean?" he asked.
: ufrhthpa ho NOT seem aa-aa I exnecfad