The Ordway new era., 1917-12-21

she told me- Ketch de buns down de rode
first and den sen relefe core to get me
out of soke youres truly.
wHisTLEN DICK.
There was some quiet but rapid
maneuvering at Bellemeade during the
ensuing half hour, which ended in five
disgusted and sullen tramps being cap
tured and locked securely in an out.
house pending the coming of the morn.
ing and retribution. For another re.
suit the visiting young gentlemen had
secured the unqualified worship of the
visiting young ladies by their distin.
guished and heroic conduct. For still
another, behold Whistling Dick, the
hero, seated at the planters table
| feasting.
| The planter vowed that the wander.
er should wander no more, that his
was goodness and an honesty that
should be rewarded and that debt
of gratitude had been made that must
be paid, for had he not saved them
from IL doubtless imminent loss and
maybe a great calamity? He assures
Whistling Dick that he might con.
slider himself Il charge upon the honor
of Bellemeade, that position suited
to his powers would be found for him
at once.
But now, they said, he must be
weary, and the immediate thing tC
consider was rest and sleep. So the
mistress spoke to n servant, and Whis'
tling Dick was conducted to room in
the wing of the house occupied by the
servants. To this room in few min.
utcs was brought portable tin bath.
tub filled with water, which was
placed on Il piece of oiled cloth upon
the floor. There the vagrant was left
to pass the night.
By the light of candle he examined
the room. A bed, with the covers neat
ly turned back, revealed snowy pill
lows and sheets. There were towels
on rack and soap in white dish.
Whstling Dick set his candle on &
chair and placed his hat carefully un
der the table. After satisfying whn
we must suppose to have been his curl
osity by sober scrutiny, he removed
his coat. folded it and laid 1t upon the
floor near the wall, as far us possible
from the unused bathtub. Taking hi:
coat for a pillow, he stretched himself
luXuriously upon the carpet.
When on Christmas morning the frs
streaks of dawn broke above tn,
marshes Whistling Dick awoke AM
reached instinctively for his hat. Thel
he remembered that the skirts of For
tune had swept him into their folds ol
the night previous and he went to th'
window and raised it to let the fresl
breath of the morning cool his brow.
As he stood there certain dread ant
Ominous sounds pierced his ear.
The force of plantation workers
eager to complete the shortened tasl
allotted to them, were all astir. TIL
mighty din of the ogre Labor shool
the earth, and the poor tattered ant
forever disguised prince in search o
his fortune trembled.
The December air was frosty, bu
the sweat broke out upon Whistlin
Dicks face. He thrust his head ou
of the window and looked down. FIJI
teen feet below him, against the wa
of the house, he could make out tina
a border of flowers grew, and by tina
+ token he overhung bed Of soft eartl
r Softly as burglar goes, he clan
!: Sered out upon the sill, lowered hin
e self until he hung by his hands alon
:. and then dropped safely. No on
D seemed to be about upon this side c
the house. He lodged low and skin
e med swiftly across the yard of the lo'
fence. 1t was an easy matter to vau
4 /.