The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1917-08-15

TT is only passing spell, but can
not get up alone"
water? yes, miss, surely miss. Don'1
mistrust me because am man and 9
stranger" and laundering, big-hearted
fellow that he was, Jem located dip
per and then the well and brought the
water to the fevered sufferer, who
drank 1t eagerly.
Perhaps you're weak, miss, and
need some hot tea or some toast, or
that like" stumbled Jem.
mo, no-thank you." choked up the
woman and turned her face away to
hide the quickly gathering tears.
"I'1l bet I guess it," muttered Jem
and he softly crossed the room, went
into the kitchen and inspected the
larder. There was half loaf of stale
bread, nothing more. The pantry was
barren. Jem had, indeed, guessed"
| Alone, neglected, probably too proud
to solicit outside aid, Ada Wilson had
shut herself In to her illness and pow
erty.
Its a camp here for me-" decided
Jem emphatically. ut may be deli
cate piece of business to intrude here,
his old pal. It's half hunger the poor
girl is suffering from. I'll mend things
If 1t lands me in Jail"
Jem went back to the next room.
MISS" he said gently, I'm going
away for little time and I'm coming
back with something to cook. Don't
say word or worry bit. I'm poor
eyes to see what's the real matter
here, and I'm human, brother to
poor humanity. Hush-a-bye, I'm go
ing to be real friend"
Thus, incoherently, viewed by the
wondering eyes of his patient, Jem
made retreat, hoping he had acquit-
ted himself creditably. 1t was dusk
outside. He stood for moment re-
f1ecting. Then he glanced over the
village layout. His eye fingered on q
pretentious residence in the near dis
lance. Jem approached it from the
rear. AS he lined the fence he made
out a rather ornate chicken coop. It
held a magnificent specimen Of a
White Leghorn.
1T 1t wasn't stealing I'd grab It,"
he communed with himself. maybe |
I'll have to, anyway. HelloW
Jem made q rush. A tawny-skinned |
invader had just crept under the fence,
torn back the door Of the chicken coop
and seized Its occupant. Jem seized
him. The fowl made an awful alarm
as Jem held it tightly. He landed
vigorous kick at the thief, who Stun
bled, yelled and made off.
whats this?" demanded wise
looking old man, rushing from the
house and Jem explained the circum-
stances.
tits a good thing the fellow didn't
get away with the fowl and eat it," re-
marked Professor Bland, the princi-
pal of the town college. 1--WE been ex-
perimenting on it with typhoid germs ]
and he'd have got a rare dose, / can 5
ell you" and Jem shuddered as he re-
called his own covetous thought at a ;
first sight of the fowl. And what
brought you here, may 1 ask?" con-
inued the savant.
Jem told all and found an interested '
auditor. He had met the right sort, '
t seemed. What Jem wanted was c
work and an advance to provide for +
Hiss Wilson. The professor took up !,
he matter with intelligence and
His own wife went to
ook after Miss Wilson, He 'hred"
lem to attend to the little neglected c
arden. Jem slept in the old barn on q
he place. Miss Wilson got better and il
hen he told her of his pathetic mis- S
ion. q
The professor got Jem a position
airing for the college grounds. In
nonth Jem had good suit of clothes
nd some money to spare. He devot.
d half a day to helping about the W
wilson place. tt
They were two gentle souls. the D.
roman and the man, lonely beings. ~
)oking not hopefully for happiness. ~
tut it came to them through love, and
OBJ Wilson'S pal became the happy -
usband of Ben Wilson's sister di