Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1912-03-28

"One minute more" said Freclilps.
Yesterday the angel was telling me
that there was money coming to me
from two sources. She said that me
grandmother had left me father all Of
her fortune and her house because she
knew that his father would be cutting
him Off. and that me uncle had also
set aside for me what would be me
fathers interest in his fathers estate
whatever the sum is that me
grandmother left me father. because
she loved him and wanted him to be
having it. that I'll be taking. Twas
hers from her father. and she had the
right to be giving 1t as she chose. Any
thing from the man that knowingly
left me father and me mother to 60
cold and hungry and into the fire in
misery when just A little would have
made life so beautiful to them and
saved me this crippled body-money
that he willed from me- when he knew
I was living. of his blood and on char
ity among strangers. don't touch. not
if freeze. starve and burn too! II
cant he earning enough to Ak things
for the angel
| I'VE are not discussing money.
! burst in the man of affairs. 1--WE don't
want any blood money! We have all
we need without it. If you don't feel
a cent Of any Of it.
Its right l should have what me
grandmother intinded for me father.
and 1 want it," said Freckles, but
I'd die before Id touch cent of me
grandfathcr's money!
Now" said the angel. I'VE are all
going home. We have done all we can
for Frecklcs. His people are here. He
needs to know them. They are very
! anxious to get acquainted with him.
! Wei turn him over to them and go
! home. When he is well. why, then he
will be perfectly free to go to Ireland
or come to the Limberlost. Just as he
chooses. We will 80 right away"
Mclean bore it for week, and then
he could stand it no longer Commun
| ing with himself in the long. soundfnl
nights of the swamp, he had learned
to his establishment that for the last
year his heart had been circling the
I.imberlost with Freckles.
, He started for Chicago, loaded With
a big box of goldenrod. aSters, fringed
gentians and crimson leaves that the
angel had carefully gathered for
Freckles' room. and little. long
slender package. He would not ad-
nit it even to himself. but he was I'M
able to remain longer away from,
Freckles and leave him to the care
of Lord O'More.
In n few minutes talk. while Nc
Lean waited admission ~ Freckles'
room. his iordship had genially chat
ted of Freckles rapid recovery, Of his
delight that he was unspotted by his
early surroundings and his desire tC
visit the Imbcr.ost with Freckles be
fore they sailed. He said they were
anxious to do all they could to heir
bind t'reckles' arrangements with the
angel. as both he and Lady O'More
regarded her ms the most promising
girl they knew ana one that could he
fully fitted to I'll the high position in
which t'reckles would place her.
Every word he uttered was pungen'
with bitterness to Mclean. Tho
swamp had lost its flavor without
Freckles. and vet as Lord O'More
talked Mclean fervently wished that
,e was in the heart of II.
All the tan and sunburn had been
sashed from Freckles' face in sweats
If agony. 1t was smooth, ever
white. its brown rift showing blu,
family. What the nurses and Lad,
Mclean could not guess, but 1t was
the most beautiful that he had evel
seen. Fine as floss. bright In color
waving and crisp. 1t fell about TIT
white face
They had got his arms into ant
broidered pale blue silk shirt, will
soft white tie Mt the throat. Anon,
the many changes that had taken place
during his absence. the fact that Free
klcs was most attractive and barrel!
escaped being handsome remained al
most unnoticed by the boss, so grea
was his establishment at seeing boil
tufts turned back and the right arm
In view. Freckles was using thu
MANNED arm that heretofore he had al
ways hidden.
"Oh, Lord, sir. but I'm glad to SCI
you" burst out Freckles. almost rollins
from the bed as he reached for him
I'm picking the angels ring stOn'
that me Aunt Alice ordered. It's al
emerald-just me color Lord OMor'
'ays. Every color Of the old SWAMI
is in it, asked angel to have a ittl'
shamrock leaf cut on 1t, so every tin'
! saw 1t I'd be thinking Of the love
ruth. and valor of that song she wa'
teaching me. Amt that n beautiful
kong"
Freckles tilted about tray OF mise
stones that would have ransOmed sew
eral valuable kings.
II tell you I'm glad to see you, SIT, ;