titms—then he’d put it into hi* elevator boy so he threatened to
breast pocket, looking ab pleased as break my head; but when Mr.
Punch. I looked out for those let­ Hilliard spoke of his letters, I -e.
From The Indies' World.
ters
as much as he did. and was membered the trick I’d played on
CHAPTER I.
glad when the postman brought an him, and all of a sudden, I th« ught
UY FRANCE* A. SCHNEIDER-
extra fat one.
that perhaps somehow that had
I’ll l»e glad when Mr. Hillard
One Saturday morning—it was something to do with the thinness
comes back. I feel awful lonesome the first of June, I remember—I got of Miss Waldron’s letter—and I
without him And often I sit at down here very early and was set­ was afraid I’d gone and done it
the window and look down into the ting everything nice and straight in
I felt mvself get awful red. hut
churchyard opposite for hours at a the office, when the postman came; Mr. Hilliard was looking out of the
time, without anything t«<lo or any it was Miss Waldron’s letter day, window and didn’t see mv face; so
one to talk to—just waiting for .Mr. and sure enough there was one from I said, yes. I remembered about his
Johnson, that’s Mr. Hilliard’s pirt- her. I laid it on Mr. Hilliard's letters. He’d got six in the morn­
AT THE
■ ner—to send me on some errand table with his other mail and went ing and four in the afternoon
There ain’t much for an office boy—
Then he said: “You know Miss
on with my dusting. When I’d
that’s what I an»—to do in an ar- | got through, I went over and sat Waldron’s writing, don’t you Jack?
]\ZTOa/t JXZTscXlrlSLOT- chitect’s office, seems to me: and down at the table. There was a five Do you remember how her letter
I Mr. Johnson don’t show me anv-
cent Columbian stamp on Miss looked that day?”
I thing about drawing “plans,” like
Waldron’s letter and I took it up | ‘‘Yes,” said I, feeling awful guilty
It i* first class in every respect. The
To* proprietor having
nav: ng been
nt •• -n raised
raise« . Mr. Hillia'd does, when he's here
'to look at it. I save all the Co- and as if I’d like to sink through
in the business knows just how to conduct it. Meat at retail and whole And I get tired reading
llumbian stamps I can get hold of the floor. “I saw vou pick it up; it
sale prices
You can buy by the quarter, leas or more, and at prices ' 1 I’ve read two histories and a book
and sell ’em—Mr- Hilliard always was in a black-edged envelope.”
"• low as you would have to pay ranchers
Beef.Pork,Multor, Sauragi on ancient architec*ure and an an
gives me his—and five centers are
He gave a sort of sigh and said:
etc.
K. A. M atthes , Proprietor.1 tobiographv, right through in the
worth a good deal. I noticed that
‘
‘That’s all. Jack ”
last three week*». It was the auto­
among the other letters there was
I thought I’d tell him and began:
biography that set me to thinking
one in a black-edged envelope, and
.“Oh, Mr. Hilliard, I------ ” But
I'd write something ab.>ut mvself «
all of a sudden, I began to wonder
he
sa’d
¡1 s’po*«- I haven’t tiegun jutt right.
how Mis* Waldron’s woul«l look if
ami ought to haveetarted out some­
the edges were black. I’ve often I “After awhile, Jack; I’m busy
thing like this: •‘When my great
made black-edged envelopes and now, my boy ”
great-grandfather at» p}>e.l off the
Just then Mr. Johnson came in.
you can do it awful easv with In­
Mayflower onto Plymouth Rock.”'-'
and
as soon as he saw Mr. Hilliard,
dia ink—so vou never can tell
etc., but I don t know much afwiut
them from real ones. I thought it he said:
mv great-great-grandfather, and if1
“Why, what's the matter. Hi 1-
would be fun to fool Mr Hilliard.
he did come over on the Mayflower, •
'so I jift»t ruled the envelope about *ar^ •’ ou look as ifyou d lost your
it's so long ago that nobody re-'
»
half an inch from the edges and f,est friend.
‘ members anything about it.
I
And Mr. Hilliard said he felt as
■then put en the India ink as thick
won’t go back any further than my
las I could with a brush—ever so if he had.
moth»r. >Hie’s Mrs. Mary Howard,
When I’d fin- | I was sitting over at my little
widow, as they any in the directory. 1 many coats of it
| ished. it looked juit perfect, and no table here, and couldn’t help hear-
She h is three other children be
side-m«-, but as thev don’t have i One could have told it wasn’t a ing all they said—and I didn’t try
to help it either, but they never
anyth.ng to do with the part of mv • mourning letter.
Iff
Cott» ao more thin other package soda—oeverspoils
Mr Hilliard came down before I tD’nded me. And Mr. Johnson
autbiography that I’m going to tel!
ill |J<lvl^<l^v3. flour—universally acknowledged parett ta the world.
alsmt, I U leave them out altogether.! Mr- Johnson that morning, and . a5ik' d Mr- Hilliard if he’d had bad
Made only >y CHURCH k CO., Mew York. Sold by rrocen everywhere.
Mv name's Jack, and I’m thir-
n<’ s,M,ner got into the «»flice T"’W!1 from home, and Mr. Hilliard
t»*eii years old. Mv mother tevok than lie sen« me off on an errand, l^otd, yes, he had, and then he said,
me away from school amt put me ,o ' couldn t see him when he got , “Curse that mourning envelope.”
in this office, |>ecau*e she couldn’t ’^e letter. 1 was awful disapp »int-
“What mourning envoi >pe do you
afford to keep me home anv longer F''*
' hid to g ». When I got mean?” said Mr Johnson
without my earning anything. Mr. hack he was sitting at the desk
Then Mr. Hilliard said: “Oh, I
I Hilliard’s teaching me to draw, and *’^1 the letter in his hand. I
He forgot. Johnson, you don’t know
l’ovvery person »end- [ by-and bve 1’11 bo a draughtsman, hadn’t touched his other letters. what I’m talking about.”
ami was re »ding this one over and
>ng iis thè amount o I a*po*e
Then he told Mr. Johnson that
Mr. Hilliard’s lw** n awful kind to
again He looked kind of
unv yt-arly aubscriptio'i t»> The II khai . ii togeth- r with «-n <-.-nts extra,
the we» k before Miss ’’’aldron had
we will atmd fr»*e a copy of The Worhl Almanac for lsUó. Singl» copie» me. So’s Mr Johnson, only he’s mad and pale, ami when I came to written to him, telling of his moth-
different and 1 don’t lik<* him so tell him wnatMr. Brown, th • ge«.tie
may la- orda-ed al tlils otlice for 2A venta
rs’s «• vc— illness and ’saving she
well. I’ve never quip* tru-tel him man he’d sent in - to, had said, he
f t aw ful nneasv, but that the doc­
«since the day he g >t s > raging mad l'*’ked at me quite sharp y uc
tor said there w»« no immediate
because I put f»ir m itch h-a Is un-1 never seen him look before,
«1 nger, and that he mustn’t worry
der the legs of his « hair and ma le when he spoke, his voice w
nor think of coming on, because his
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him jump when h * »at d >v i. He the same a? it always is.
mother had begged her r.ot to men­
4
don't take thing« lik tha; it» wav awhile he folded up the let
tion to him tha' she was worse
1 Mr. Hilliard doe*.
’instead of putting it into a
Onlv if she didn’t improve very
Everything I ku w altout archi-1 hole of his desk.
soon, Miss Waldron said she’d send
lecture, Mr III.hard taught me. and
That afternoon he gave tn
let- him word at once. Three days
he thinks I’m geltine to dra a real ter to post t> Miss Waldr
It af.erward he got a 1. tter from Miss
aril Sometimes re d | g . for long was Mi alim.it ’most slipped thro igh
Waldron enclosed in a mourning
Tho Pest Reference Book Print?d,
walk* together af er <»tti •» It »ursjniv fingers as I was carrying it. It
A Volume of over 50u pares
envelope It gave him an awful
and he'd take me to a restaurant was a long time before he got an
It Treats 1,400 topics
shock, and the letter raid that Mrs
and give m* a splendid dinner ' answer, and when one did come, it
Hilliard was much letter; butM:ss
Endorsed by STATESMEN,
; Once he told me atsMit his girl a«id 1 wa* a* thin a« thin could lie. lie
Waldron didn’t explain why she’d
•bowed me her picture. My! out it (just read it one* and
EDUCATORS and
then laid it used the mourning envelope. And
was stunning. I knew be had a down_ »nd he got as pile and as
STUDENTS everywhere.
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he WKS
was awiu
awful mad because he
girl, be.-ame h • al wav * got |. tt»-r» que* r looking as I don’t know what thought it was
Ha* Reached Such a 3*ate of Per­
i a heartless trick,
from bar twice a week; and . ‘ ' " ‘ " h” <1 me—«nd he sanl:
and
he
w-ote
a
fect I on That It la a Veritable
and he w-ote and told her that be
Kncyelopedia of Facta, Statis­ ”fl posted letters for him dircetei m
Jack, can vou retuemlier any- was relieved to hear that hi* moth­
M im Stella Waldron. St. Paul s thing aix.ut the lette
tics and Event* Brought f'o-vn
rs that came er was l»etter, but he couldn’t un­
to January First, *990.
| Strwt, B—■ I u-e.l to h -ar him for me hat Saturday?”
derstand whv she’d ‘seen fit to
and Mr J »hnson talking :«f*»ut her.
t*95 volume haw hole liorvry
I re n-m'wred Saturday, not be-
itxlf. O h ca hardly think
and my mother knew dr. lLlhari'o «•»use of what I’d done to Mr. announce it in the way -he had.”
and a whole lot more about
' mother a long time ago
I
of a question it cannot answer. It tell?
Ahr-
t Hilliard, but because I’d got down
■■thoughtlessness on her part ” and
all aboot party platform«, election Ma- K j I invalid and Mi-« \\ alamn ba* live.I
early a d had f »und a ten on t hi- fet ling* being hurt.
liitict, the new tariff, religiont of the P | with her ev« r si■»<•»- »be Was a littb
i i-o io the hall, and had fooled the
earth, population everywhere, state and A’ girl. She ain’t a real relative. Mp
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government ttattMtca, occupations of ’
•be • ju»t like a daughter to Mrs
men, foreign matter», literature, «deuce v '
Hilliard
and education.
It h . . .
Mr. IIilliard only n* «1 to go h> m»
one* in a great • hilr. lerauae it’» a
long way fn-a» neia and he was
buay Moat ol th* time and didn’t
T., « wi
PRICE. , . ¡Jb mail. . 25 CENTS.
, hkv to leave 11« work. I used to
1 •***»*-'--V Kuo/uyttL
watch
him
on
the
dara
when
he
’
d
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get a letter from M im Waldron
n«ar l»mai<
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! He always read it through three
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