progress, young Wilfrid Brack
ets brisk, happy-faced and bright
as a dollar, was making his way
down a stretch of railroad, whist
Wilfrid had ma Je good." Bet
ter than that, he had become
good. He could laugh over his
youthful follies now, and not be
lieve himself very much of a sin
ner. Still, he experienced a
cleanly, ch'astined sentiment in
his heart that made him feel that
he would be welcomed at the
place he was bound for home.
"I've done, the right thing," he
told himself as he trudged along.
"Father set me a task. Well, I've
learned it. I got a job among the
clam shell fishers up Dalton river,
had some luck, and I'm going
home not only with the fifty dol-"
lars, but as much more to the
Wilfred stepped aside to allow
a slow moving freight train to
pass him. Then he gave a great
start as its last cars swung
around the long curve. He stared
in sheer wonderment at the figure
of a little girl not more than ten
years of age, clinging to the tDp
of the iron ladder on one side of
the car and huddled up against its
"The.mischief !" uttered the as
tounded boy. "She must be scared
to death, or the pluckiest girl I
Wilfrid posed to catch at the
ladder as the car reached him,
swung under the clinging child,
and supported her against his
arms. She was softly crying.
v "See here, little girl' gasped 1
Wilfrid, "what are-you ever do
ing here ?"
"Snowball," was the single re
sponse. "Who is Snowball?" asked Wil
frid. "She's our own dear cow.
They're taking her away from
grandma, who is sick in bed. If
she finds out that Snowball has
been taken away, she'll just die,
I know she will. Grandma rais
ed Snowball. She's one of the
family, ancUve get half our living
from her milk."
"And where js Snowball?"
questioned the bewildered Jad.
"She's in this car. I saw the
man driver her in here- fronr the
cattle peri. "I won't lea Ye. her till
I find out where he's takffie her.
and I can take her backJto grand
ma." " .
Just here the traintook a sid
ing and halted. Wilfrid r made
the chuil climb dpwn ,to. the
by telling her that lie would "see
A brakeman and another man
came strolling from the caboose.
TIey stared strangely at the pair.
Wilfrid begaji to explain. The
man with the brakernan smiled
before the narrative" was con
cluded. "Poor little thingj"1' he said.
"I'm sorry for her, but she don't
understand how affairs stand. I'm
a constable from the county seat.
Mrs, Qranby owed some money,
and there's an execution out. -I
didn't want to disturb her by
levying on Iter household goods,
so I took the cow."
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