The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1911-10-05

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there
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porfs un erpioaan IA whieh had nosi
~ friend hss life ~ them tnpa
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their generosity Ia ihe naalirr ~ ~.
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"a 81 bin 10 cold surprise
4 ibihk ven must be mslinE mis
taks. ynung man ~ amy saeh qriiteiic
nayreH business has gone "a IN ihV
aniee Il hiss bern without my know
edge ~ tauacnt when Mr. Middleton
cot hnri. through his own canslc-Spess,
be MSS paid az what was owing him
d, the time. aud then We were done
wIih Inn. sorry the matter took such
grave turn
Kemp wardlaw gained the stree,
wIih head ahased sud iieau ful 81
fontriiion. Nan poor. brave little NAM
lie saw Il al nos Il was ne only
way Aud be had been 50 br-tai TO
Der. He returned 10 The ilat
No; Miss Middleton had never come
back But the nat was hers for the
1 remainder OF SIX months lease. paid
on. SO they weren't worrying aboni
her
Bat he was. Had she left any nd
dress for the forwarding Of her ieitersf
None that the janltor knew Of Her
things were still in the 1at They
would be- called for some day or other.
To haunt the fat daily was his only
hope
Three months passed when the sight
Of big red van 10 front OF the apart
ment house made him quicken his
steps The van man was just coming
out with desk on bis shoulders that
be knew had been Chauncey's. Where
are you taking those thlngsT he
asked, stopping close TO the van. The
man glared Where I'm ordered to
take them" Kemp Wardaw laughed
Right you are, my friend, TO sit down
on me; but, say. I'm bard un. want
a job. Take me on as assistant for the
day. can't you? I've got the strength
Of a horse
"rhat so? Then step inside and
bring down that brass bedstend. The
amateur van man stepped inside and
returned with the brass bed
The van man laughed Right you
are. You're worth your feed Go on
the Job I'm behind time and want
help of the right sort
The little fiat was empty. All of the
belongings that the Middleton name
was attached 10 We're IN the van. The
van man. with Wardaw by his side,
put his big Conestoga horses In mo-
ton They reached their destination.
Kemp sprang lightly to the ground.
What shall ! take up tirstf'
Them rugs She'll want them
spread before the other things are
placed Nan, standing in the middle
Of the bare new room, turned as a
man staggered In under a roll Of rugs
that quite bid his head from sight.
He flung his burden down at her feet
aud Strengthened himself up with
laugh OF triumph.
utNaI bara I am (lann1tra
managed better. She had herself car.
rled In in the roll OF carpeting, | have
heard. ] had TO tote mine In. Little
girl, did You think yon could hide from
me alwaysf"
White and wordless she stood rooted
TO the spot. He held out his hands
to her entreatingly. Not word Of
welcome for me, NanY'
"Why did you Gomez" she said slow
~, as II with difficulty.
TO abase myself before you-to
tell you that am cad: that | might
have known better; ] might have
trusted you"
She pressed her hands to her breast
les, YOU Diieul bhNt tiuot'b hV'
"And you might have told me-"
"Told you wbatT'
THAT poor old Chauncey was not
on the payroll that what you made
was all you had for him and you;
that you did what paid best"
"Yes, 1t paid did not want him
to know. 1t would have killed him
quicker TO know that was working
for our daily bread"
"And ] poisoned It for you. Nan,
Nan. you might have trusted me-"
The van man staggered into the
room loaded heavily and Sowing:
"say, you fellow. that was In need
of n Job. what sort Of help you CIV
ing mef'
This sort" Kemp laughed happily
and drew ont his pocketbook.
I'm going to throw up my Job. my
friend | wanted this lady's address,
aud you wouldn't give it to me-"
II was acting under orders from the
ianitor, sir"
"Oh, it's all right. The next time