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, By George felmer Cobb.
r When Jared Bliss took sick and the
reports from the doctor looked
gloomy and ' f oreb&diiig, his friends
and relatives called once or twice
and then left him to die. It had been
-ascertained ;that he was "all in," not
.only physically, but in . a financial
"He's simply reaping the folly he
sowed," sapiently observed his
"I Found This Among the Rubbish."
nephew, Walter Pope, forgetting that
it was the liberality of the good old
man that had originally started him
Other selfish and ungrateful rela
tives echoed the sentiments of the in
grate, Pope. The man upon whom
they had counted to enrich them
when he was through with life had
"wantonly thrown away his fortune!"
Hp. had eiven about half of it to
charity. He had a hobby for an
tiques and became the victim of
every unprincipled curio huckster.
He was credulous, benevolent, un
sophisticated. The stock jobber and
the promoter had worked him to a
Netta Lysle was an orphant and
daughter of a half-sister of Bliss.
The old man knew her, and when
her mother died had seen to it that
her child was bestowed in the 'care
of the Pope family. They had made
Netta work for what they gave her. -
One-Christmas Jared Bliss had given
her a pretty watch and chain. Its in
ner case bore a photograph of her
mother, and she had always cherish
ed the gift.
Feeling kindly as she always did
towards all humanity, Netta was
shocked at the petty meanness of the .
Pope family when sickness and ill
fortune overtook the artless kind
hearted old man. She realized that
he was practically deserted. One
morning she appeared downstairs
with her few possessions packed in
"I am going away, Aunt Martha,"
she said simply. i
"When? Where? Why?j' chal
lenged Mrs. Pope. '
"Right now, to Mr. Bliss, because
he must need some one to take care
of him in his sickness."
"Polly! Why, he has no money!
Do you want to starve to death with
"I won't let him starve while I am
able to work," declared Netta.
"This is simple nonsense!" insisted
Aunt Martha. "So, Netta, if you leave
this house on any" foolhardy errand
you heed not come back again."
"You have been very kind to me,
Aunt Martha," replied Netta, "but I
feel it my duty to' go to Uncle Jared."
Netta found Mr. " Bliss hobbling
about his home scarcely able to get
around. He listened gravely as she
told him she had come to be his
housekeeper until he got well. The
place was in a state of great neglect
and disorder. The piano, the hooks
and some of the furniture had been