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"Ah! the right tip," he exclaimed,
his face beaming, with satisfaction.
vi'I've had a long chase; neighbor.
Those are my turkeys."
"Yours?" questioned Rex dubious
ly, and yet with a faltering sensa
tion. "Sure they are. I live over the hills,
west They trooped away one night;
eight months ago. Only vesterday a
traveling tinker, chanced to speak of
a brood he haa seen hereabouts, so
I drove over. They are my peacock
bronzed, sure enough. And, say,.you
have taken wonderful care of them."
It did not take the visitor long to
substantiate his claim. He was Dud
ley Marsh and made a specialty of
raising turkeys. '
"Make out your bill for expense
and trouble," he directed. "I'll not
be niggardly. Those are an import
ed species and worth-?50 a pair."
. "I say,,? observed Marsh, his face
expressing some wonderment and
considerable interest. "You're about
the honestest man and the best man
I ever met' Going to give those poor
people a treat, eh? Well, you shall!
I've a proposition to make to you,
but first I want you to make Out
"Not ever," insisted Rex strenu
ously. "I've learned enough abtout
turkeys by bringing up yours to start
in raising some myself. Well, I sup
pose you want to get them loaded up
, for home?"
-"My daughter Nella will be mighty
glad to see them back, I can tell
you;" said Marsh. "They were her
special pets. She's a smart girl at
figures. I'll give her. the proposition
to calculate and send you a check.
Oh, yes, another thing: Ybu prom
ised ten people turkeys? And ten
more if you had the birds? I'll send
you over ten of another breed just
as good eating as these, in factr bet
ter, I think, for these fancy fowls run
to finery rather than flavor."
It was the next day about noon
when a light farm, wagon drove up
.to the Parsons .place. Rex was just ,
starting for town and was glad that,
lie wore his best clothes, for the pret
tiest young maiden he had ever laid
eyes on alighted with a graceful
spring and stood awaiting his com
"I'm sure you ard Mr. Parsons,"
she said brightly. "l am Mr. Marsh's
daughter. He was away this morn
ing and asked me to bring, over the
turkeys he promised."
"Why," observed Rex, as he
glanced into the coop in the wagon,
box, "there's more than ten there's
"Oh, yes, with my contribution,"
responded Miss Nella. "Father told
me all -about your splendid plan. He
said you was one grand man and
I think so, too," added Nella, with
heightening color. "I want a share
Ih your good work, so I've brought
some of my own fowls to make your
holiday gifts go all the way around."
The turkeys were removed from
the coop to the grazing patch and
Miss Marsh assisted in the transfer'
in a busy, helpful way that' en-
chained" the .admiration of Rex. Her
blooming health, her volatile chatter,
her radiant smile each moment in
creased his interest in her.
Mrs. Parsons came out and be
came acquainted with Nella and in
vited her in to have a cup of tea. The .
young lady drove Rex as far as the
village. Ha could almost have kissed
her as she leaned from the high seat
to speak a parting word.
"If you wouldn't mind," that is, I
wouldn't," and she laughed brightly
"if I wouldn't be in your way I'd
have father come over with me Sat
urday when you're going to distrib- .
ute those turkeys and donate a bar
rel of our cranberries to go with the
gifts. I'd like to do some good in
the world, you see," she supplement
"You'vedone some good, I can tell
you that," declared Rex, with honest
enthusiasm "you and your father,
both. You are rare people and you .
never did a better thing than giviner '