The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-01-15

 By Gene SGraGG0m- Porter COPYRIGHT. 1904. BY DOUBLEDAY. PAGE
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daughter and my home are yours." You're not forgetting this7"
 FreckleSA lifted his right arm

 l man of affairs. But if it's up to me to choose whether I give all l have left in this world to a man with a hand or his body or to one of these gambling. tippIing, immoral spend thrifts of today. with both hands and feet or their souls and a rotten spot in the core. choose you. and it seems that my daughter does the same. Put what Is left you of that right arm to the best uses you can in this world. and never again mention or feel that it Is defective as long as you live. Good day. sir!'
 "One minute more." said Freckles ''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 of. \and that me uncle had also set aside for me what would be me fathers interest in bis 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 it as she chose. Any thing from the man that knowingly S'ft me father and me mother to go roId and hungry and into the fire in misery when just little would have made life so beautiful to them and saved me this crippled body-money that he willed from me when he knew was living. of his blood and on char fty among strangers. don't touch. not 
 there ain't enough besides that and 1 can't be earning enough to fix things for the anger
 We are not discussing moneyF' burst in the man of affairs. We don't want any blood money! We have all we need without it. If you don't feel right and easy over 1t, don't you touch a cent of any of it.'
 "It's right I should have what me grandmother intinded for me father, and I want It. said FreckIes. but I'd die bef6fe I'd touch a cent of me grandfather's moneyr'
 Now" said the angel. i've are all going home. We have done all we can for Freckfes. His people are here. He Deeds to know them They are very anxious te get acquainted with him. We'll turn him over to them and go home When be is well. why, then he will be perfectly free to go to Ireland or come to the LimberIost. just as he chooses. We will go right away"
 Mclean bore 1t for a week. and then he could stand 1t no longer. Commun- ing with himself In the long, soundfuI nights of the swamp. be had learned to his astonishment that for the last n-g- Ltmberlost with FreckIeS.
 He started for Chicago. loaded with a big box of goldenrOd. asters. fringed gentians and crimson leaves that the angel had carefully gathered for FreckIes' room. and a little. long slender package He would not ad- init it even 10 himself. but he was un- able to remaln longer away from FreckIes ard leave him to the care Of Lord O'More.
 In a few minutes talk. while Mo Lean waited admission to E'reckIes' room. his Iordship had geniaIly chat ted of FreckIes' rapid recovery. of his delight that he was unspOtted by his early surroundings and his desire to visit the LimberIost with Freckles be- fore they sailed. He said they were anxious to do all they could to help bind FreckIes' arrangements with the angel. as both he and Lady O'More regarded her as the most promising girl they knew ana one that could be fully fitted to i'll the high position in which F'reckIes would place her.
 Every word he uttered was pungent with bitterness to Mclean. The swamp had lost it's flavor without  talked Mclean ferventIy wished that he was in the heart of it
 All the tan and sunburn had been washed from FreckIes' face in sweats of agony. It was a smooth. even white.~ It's brown rift showing but faintly. What the nurseS ana Lady O'More had done to FreckIes' hair Mclean could not guess. but it was the most Beautiful that he had ever seen- Fine as floss. bright in color. waving and crisp, it fell about the white face.
 They had got his arms into and his chest covered with a finely en- broidered pale blue silk shirt, with soft white tie at the throat. Among the many changes that had taken place during his absence. fhe fact that Free Aic-t 6cs AAOht anu UdTcty escaped being handsome remained al- most unnorired by the boss 30 great was his aatonIshment at seeing both cuffS turned hack and the right arm iA view. FreckIes was using the maimed arm that heretofore he had al- ways hidden.
 "Oh. Lord. sir. hut I'm glad to see you"' burst out FreckIes. almost rolling from the bed as he reached for him I'm picking tho angels ring stone that me Aunt Alice ordered. It's an emerald-just me color. Lord O'More says. Every color of the old swamp Is in it. 1 asked angel to have a little shamrock leaf cut on 1t. SO every time saw it I'd be thinking of the love. truth. and valor of that song she was teaching me. Amt that a beautiful Song?'
 Freckles tilted about a tray of unset