William Adolphus Turnpike

from William's own lips. She sent a note to the office one day, asking Whimple to send the lad up, ostensibly with some

e mused to himself, "and William 'll have to answer, for Aunt i

papers up to Miss Whimple, and you'll

ll-what'

ncheon w

Say, honest, Mister Whimple, ha

only

but

looks after the grounds and th

with one of them solemn butlers that you read about standing be

mons' office and demanded of Lucien Torra

ce water, the common property of the occupants, soused one corner of the handkerchief, and calmly, but vigorously

r keep my own han'kerchief clean, and you wouldn't like me to go with a dirty face, I kno

farm-house, solidly built, and surrounded by several acres of land, including a small but excellent orch

he was hailed by a man who was cutting the grass around one of the

mple," answered

what

ith a gleam of mischief in his eye

ee ye, ma lad, so you better be tellin' me, and maybe

e man glowered at him-the boy went on, "You could never deny you cam

th, "Save your breath, Scotty, I know more about myself than you can ever g

e owner, young man,

ng if you do; but seeing that you don't own the place I

self, for at that moment a woman appeared at the front entrance of the house an

ive of yours?" She smiled at the audacity of it perhaps, but answered, "Aye, the gowk's marrit till me, but I'm

lliam cordially as he stepped inside, "but it

ed a hand to William, who squeezed it heartily

d to hear it,"

the example of the men. Now, you don't really

d there was earnestness in his tone. "I like

whether the ot

few wouldn't know what to do with themselves if th

said by way of explanation, "and Pa always says it ain't no disgrace to be hungry, and it's only a chump what won't eat all he can when he gets next to it

g away" process, and was standing by her mistress, listening with shining eyes and mouth slightly open. Their interest thrilled him, it mattered not that the audience numbered only two-it was to him as though nothing in the world mattered but the recital of his story in such a manner as that those two should live it with him. He rose as the recital proceeded and paced the floor, using the chair

nd uncomfortable at a mere question. He felt a sudden rush of anger at himself for blushing, and some annoyance at Miss Whimple as

exacted from him a promise that he would bring Pete and the other young

ed that the grass-cutting operations had brought the maid's husband closer to the house. "John," said the maid, "ye'll

ftly, "Gee! but you married men have the hard times." And he ducked i