New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-11-12

p UINED, Sir! Done forl Lord love me;
IN they amt worth the trouble O gatherin
watts left on 'em, Mr.. Belloo, Sir
$50 bad as that, ADAM? .,
Bad All, so bad as ever was, Sir. sara
Adam, blinking suspiciously, and turning
suddenly away. ~
Has Miss Anthea seen, does she know;
"Ah! she were out at dawn, and On
Lord, Mr.. Beloo, Sir | can't never forget
her poor, stricken face so pale and SAD IL
were. But she never said nothing, only,
Oh, Adam! My poor hops! An see her
lips all OF a CULVER while she spoke. An so
she turned away an came back to the .ouSe'
Sir Poor lass. Oh, poor lass!' he exclaimed
his voice growing more husky. "Shes made
brave fight for it, Sir; but it weren no
Use. We see. It'll be goodby for her to Dap
plemere. after all: that there mortgage can't
never be paid now, nohow.'
"When is 1t due!
@Wcu. according to the bond, or the deed,
or whatever they calls it, 1t be due tonight at
nine o'clock, Sir-though Old Crimes, as a
special favor, an artcr much persuadlng, adj
agreed TO hold over till next Saturday, on
account o the op picking. But now, seeing
rs there amt no ops to be picked, why, he Il
foreclosc tonight-an' glad enough to do It,
YOU can lay your oath on that, Mr.. Belloo'
Sir. .,,,
Tonight" said Bellcw, tonight and
he stood for awhile with bent head, as though
lost in profound thought. Adam, SAID ne
suddenly. "help me to harness the mare
must drive over to the nearest railroad de-
pot. Hurry | must be off-the sooner the
better"
what, Be you goin, SIR"
"Yes-hurry, Man, hurry
"D've mean as YOU re goin to leave her
now, in the middle o all this trouble'
"Yes, Adam, | must 60 to London on
business. Now hurry, like a good teI-
low"
And so together they entered the stable,
and together they harncssed the mare.
Which done staying not for breakfast, Bel
lew mounted the drivers seat, and, with
Adam beside him. drove rapidly away
DUT Small PorgcS had seen these prepare
- tons, and now came running all eager
ness: but ere he could reach the yard BellcW
was out OF earShot.
So there stood Small Porgcs a dcsolate
little figure, watching the rapid course OF the
dogcart until it had vanished over the brow
of the hill. And then all at once the tears
wellcd up into his eyes hot and Scaldng, and
a great sob burst from him; for it seemed to
him that his beloved Uncle PorgeS had
failed him at the crucial moment, had
left him solitary just when he needed him
most.
Thus Small Porgcs gave way to his greet,
hidden in the very darkest corner OF the
stable. whittier he had retired lest any should
observe his weakness; until, having once
more gained command of himself, and wiped
away his tears with his small and dingy
pocket handkerchief, he slowly recroSScd the
yard, and, entering the house, went to look
for his Aunty Anthea.
And after much search, he found her, halt
living, half kneeling, beside his bed. When
he spoke to her, though she answered him,
she did not look up, and he knew that she
was weeping.
Don't, Aunty Anthca-don' he plead
ed. 81 know Uncle Porges has gone away
an left us; but you've got me left, you
know | shall be a man very soon
before my time, think. So don't cry
though I'm awful sorry he's gone, too
Just when we needed him the most, you
know"
~Oh. Georgyl" she whispered. "Aly dear,