The Washington herald., 1911-07-02

bovo onlv had one night's sound sleep. anu -
seems to me am sshatchihs my meas meas. do
where and at all hours. Now thls "om ia 90
Burt. l must stop this foonshheso, - nav
TO work. You remember have ueO' " ''
you" 1,J,;.,on with an
on,,oed smile. "Iiny's father may put you II
the way of earning some money. ne ''N'
and influential" Tim
shortly. ~ ~. eves
"Yes-sorry. / think know how rici, r:.','a me
their debts %s 9s Fs'9 Hens t9s 1S Take this roll
again. I'd rather, have a shake OF the h'no
Burt and Whitton seeme1 20 ,oU9bea ont
n ss.Tberc are various kinds of rich men,, re-
,raiked Whitton, when he had recovered .Ls lie
grayity. 'and Tiny's father may be the other
End, However, you'il see tomorrow, Do you
kngw do new said ID Burt I'VE will take the one
o'clock train. Are you going! ,,;.t-
" "I: / run Abner to earth, III come down
and let you know. And if l don't see you
again, good-by." - .Lo,,
they shook hands warmly, and when they
co. outside, Burt announced that he was gong
TO devote the remainder of the day to show
aTbe circus?" asked Tim, innocently..,
And then Burt had a spasm OF mirth ana
pretended to faint until Tim was quite
Then Burt explained what the elephant was,
and they went off and saw him.
Burt knew the city like book, ana nm
saw more that afternoon than he would have
discovered in a year by his own unaided Ell
III in the evening they went to, the minstrels,
and Tim laughed until he cried. n.
and he felt nervous and dspirited when he
took his seat in the train for Merchantvllie,
and quite unlike his usual confident self,
When he alghted, at the station, Burt as
usual was the spokesman and inquired OF
the station-agent where Mr.. Raymond lived.
(Which Mr.. RaymondT was the unex-
pected question.
GIVE it up" said Burt; calmly.
The man looked puzzled.
'"Theres two, and no relation, he said.
Zone lives about mile above the station,
and the other a mile below"
That's pleasant exclaimed Tim.
Suppose / toss up cent, suggested Burt.
Heads, up the road; tails, below;
Tim laughed, but, before he could reply, an
open carriage drawn by team of fine black
horses dashed up to the station, and young
man sprang out, whom Tim Immediately rec
Paul Austin!" he exclaimed.
Il thought / recognized you from Tiny's
description" cried the young man, shaking
Tim heartily by the hand.
"I don't understand" said Tim, wonder
ingElgg; gElgi ..o,. = ,.,...,,, ..n,sa An.,;n .srrv
is my cousin, and If you had only known IT
that night we met, there would have been a
heap Of trouble and anxiety saved. But never
mind that now; there's no harm done. jump
in and let me drive You to unele's house. By
thc-way--a friend of yours?
YES" replied Tim, as he introduced Burt:
"A friend Of mine and friend Of Tiny's: II
t had not been for him, both Tiny and
might not have been here"
IL heard something. about that too" said
Paul, as he started the horses. you must
tell me ell about il before you go away
''IIow long do you expect Us to Stay-two
hoursi" asked Burt, laughingly.
Austin. almost dropped the reins.
Two hours!" he calculated. "If uncle lets
You get away under two weeks III be sur
Dear me, this is dreadful!' said Burt, with
a side-gance at Tins astonished visage. II
must write to my father and tell him ! am
lin sad nothing, and seemed to be think
ing deeply, until the carriage drew up in front
Of beautiful vineembowered mansion, and
On the porch stood Tiny. She was down &c
the carriage ike fash.
"It's Timl it's Tfml" she cried, dancing
around him as he alighted. Il knew he would
comei Papa, here's Tim!"
Tho allowed himself 10 be dragged up tht
steps, along the porch and into a large anC
richly-furnished sitting-room
A thin and elderly man, with strikingly
handscme face, stepped forward to greet him
Tim Bakery he said, inquiringly.
Eyes, sir" answered Tim
Mr.. Raymond took Tins hand and wrunl
il warmly.
"My dear boy" be said, with slight husl,
mess IN his voice, II am sure you realize how
grateful ! am for what you have done. Elk
abethp
A side-door opened and a lady entered. I
was Tiny's mother, and Tim, to his dismay
found himself clasped in her arms, while sh
thanked him fervently.
Z 1T vast mueh--it really wasn't" he said
when. she released him, and he felt as if h
would like to fly away. "Here is my friend
Burt Adams, who deserves about all th
credit. Tiny win ten yon-" ....