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Men's Good Buckle Shoes............................. .75 Men's Fine Calf, Band-Sewed Welt Dress Shoes 3.00 Men's, Women's and Children's Extra Fine, High, Two and Three-Buckle Arctics. Women's Fine Kid., Turn Sole Button Shoes......2.00 Celebrated Mishawaukee All-Wool Knit UBoots. Best Children's Felt Slippers................................. .50 on Earth. It Will Pay You to Look Through the NEW ENGLAND SHOE STORE. THAT LITTLE SMITH GIRL BY NORA PERRY. WRITTEN ESPECIALLY FOR THE HELENA INDEPENDENT. IV. SMITHSON, ALIAS SMITH. f ORA AND AMY GLANCED AT each other rather apprehensively. Was Agnes going to tell them some thing else about the Smith girl-going to any, "Did you notice this?" or "Did you see that?" in reference to some detail that displeased her. They had worked them selves up into quite a state of indignation against Lilly and the boys, and of increased sympathy with Agnes; but they were so tired of hearing, "Did yen notice this?" "Did you see that?" when there had been such uninteresting little things to "notice," "to see." With these apprehensions flitting through their minds, the two girls seated them selves to listen with very languid interest. But what was-that Agnes was unfolding-a newspaper? And what was it she was say ing as she pointed to a certain solumn? She wanted them to read that! The eous ins looked at each other in a dazed, inquir ing fashion, and Agnes, starting forward. impatiently thrust the paper into Dora's hand and cried sharply "Read that; read that!" Dora in a bewildered way read aloud this sentence, which, in big, black letters stared her in the face: "Smithson, alise Smith." "Well, go on, go on, read what is under neath," urged Agnes, as Dora stopped, and )ora went on and read: "It seams that arch schemer and swindler, Frank Smithson, who got himself out of the couatry so successfully with his ill gotten gains from the Star Mining com pany, has dropped the last syllable from his too notorious name, and is now figuring in Booth America under the name of Smith. His wife and young sons are with him, and the three are living luxuriously In the sn burbs of Rio. where Smithson has rented a villa, An older child, a daughter of four tseen, was left behind In this country with Smithson's brother's widow, who has also taken the name of Smith. They are stay ing at a summer resort not far from Bos tun." The bewildered look on Dora's fee did not disappear as she came to the end of this statement. "What did you want ose to read this for?" she asked Agnes. "What did I want you to read it for? Is it possible you don't see-that you don't 'understand ?" "Understand what? We don't know these Smithsons." "But we do know these-Smiths." "Agnes! you don't mean-" "Yee. I do mean that I believe-that I am sure, that these Smiths are those very ident ical Smithson,." "Oh, Apes, what makes you think so? Smith as snch a very summon name, you know." "Yes. I know it; but here is a girl whose name is Smith, and she is with a Mrs. Smith, her aunt, and they ate staying at a enmmel resort near Boston. How does that tit?" "Oh, Agnes, It does look like it-as if It must be-doesn't it?" cried Dore, in a sort at shuddering enjo, ment of the sensational situation. "Of course It does. I knew I wts right about those people. I knew there was some thing queer and myste ions about them. And want do you think-only yesterday I happened to go into the little parlor, wheo. there are writing materials, and there at the desk sat this very Peggy Smith direct ing a letter, and when she went out I hap pened to east my eyes at the blotting pad THLE 1)lthADr 1;L NEVS. j ( 1. she had used, and I couldn't help reading for it was just as plain as print-thonub it was backwards-the last pat of the address, and it wan-Mouth Ataerioa!" "I don't believe it! I don't believe it," said 'lilly Morrms indignantly, as Dora wound up her recital of the Bmiuhson Smith story. "Well, you ono believe it or not, but I don't see how you can help bolIeving when you remember that their name is Smith, and that they are scat and nisee, and that the uitoc is 14 or 15--just as the paper said. and that they are staying at a summer re sort not far taom Boston, and-tnat the niece writes to some one in South America -think of that!" 'rilly thought, and flushing scarlet as she thought, she burst out: "Well. I don't care; I don't care; i'm not going to believe it; and I'm not going to talk about it, either. How many reople have yon-has Amy-has Agnes told?" "I haven't told anybody but you yet. I've just come from Agnes. "Yet! Now, look here, let me tell you something, Dora. My father, you know, is a lawyer, and I've heard him talk a g eat deal when we've had company at dinner abous queer things that people did and said -queer things, 1 mean, that got them into law suits. One of the things that I par ticula ly remember was a ease where a womaa told things that she had heard and things that she had fanoied against a neighbor, and the neighbor went to law about it, proseouted the woman for slander and they had a hor id time. The woman's daughters had to go into court and be examined a. witnesses. Oh, it was horrid, and the worst of it was that, even though there was some truth in the stories, there were things that were not true-exagge.ations, you know,.and so the woman was declared guilty, and her hus band had to pay a lot of money to keep her out of prison. There was over so mush more that I've lorgotten, but I recollect papa's turning to un children at the end, and say ing: "Now, children, remember when you are repeating things that yon have head against people, that the next thing you'll know you may be prosecuted to> what you've said, and have to answer for it in the law courts.'" Dora looked soared. "Well, I'm s are," she began, "I haven't repeated this to any- s body but you, and if Anues--" "What", that about nme?" suddenly inter rupted Agnes horself as she 0asue up behind the two girl. 1)orn besan to explain, and a thein called a-on Tilly to repeat her story n of the law suit, . "Oh, thidlestioks," cried Agnea ang ily. U after hearing this story;' 'you can't fright- a on ms that was. Tilly Morris. We anu't A be prosecuted for telling facts that are al- a ready in the newipap e'et" a " But we can be fot what isn't. It WIs' au in the newspapers that this Mrs. Smith and I her niece are these Sinitheone." "Well. Tilly Morris, I should think it was in the newspapers about as plain as could be. What do you say to this sentence?" And Agnes pulled from her pocket the emithson article she had out out and read aloud: "'An older child-a daughter of 14 or 15 was left behind in this country with bmth / 1 SEARCHII FOR lSMITHSON. ALIAS SMITH." son's brothse's widow, who has also taken the name of Smith. 'i hey are staving at a summer resort nut far from Boston,' and what do you say to that latte addresssed to somne place In South America?" "I say that-that-all this might mean somebode als. snd not, not these-our- my Smithe. Whet did your mother say when you told her and showed the paper to her?" "1 didn't tell her. I didn't show her the paper. We never tell mamma snub things; she's a nervous invalid; it would fret her to death," Agnes responded, snappishly. "Well, I don't believe it's my viwiths; I believe it's somebody else." flashed back Tilly. with tears 10 her eyes and in her voice. "Oh, very well; you can stand up for your Smiths if you like, but you'll find they are--" "Unllo! What's the little Smith girl done know? Agnes, I should thank you'd get tired of rattling about the Smiths," in terposod a voice here. It was Will Wentworth's voice. He, had come out on the piazza just as the girls were passing the hall door. Agnes started hack nervously at the sight of him. "1 think you are very rude to listen and srrirnl at anytody like this," she said. Will looked at her in astenishment. "I haven't bren listening, and I didn't spring at you," he responded, indignantl. 'I simply mit you as I canue out, and heard you say something about the Smiths." "What did you hear?" asked Agnes quickly. "I heard you say to Tilly, 'stand up for your itniths if you like,' nud I knew by that you'd been going for bliss I'Pegy. and 'rilly had been defending her." Will's bright eyes as he said this suddenly oh serveib that there was somsthini unusually " serious' in the girs' faces. "What's the matter?" he inquired, "what's up now?" Agnes put her head into her pocket, and I Tilly dsew in her breath with a little gasp I and braced herself to come to the defense igain when Agnes should answer the qu's tion, as she fully expected her to do, by prodnelng the cutting from the newspaper and ref sinting her acoundsaons. lint when Agnes drew her hand forth there was no slip ef paper In it, and all the answer she made to Will's question was to say in a I mnoeking tone: "Ask Tilly, she knows all the delightful facts now about Miss Peggy and her highli' respectable family." The decisive tone in which tlmia was said, the signifloant expression of the speaker's face as she glanced at Tillr, and Till 'a own silence at the moment impressed Will very strongly, as Agnes fully intended, and when a minute later she slipped her hand over Dora's arm and went with her towards the tennis ground, and 'lilly refused to tell him what this something that was "up" was, honest Will felt convinced that the "something" must be very queer indeed. Poor Tilly saw and understood at once the nature of the impression that Will had received: but what could she do? It was certainly better to keep silence than to sneak and tell that dreadful, dreadful story of "Smithson, alias Smith." Even, yes, even if it were true-for Tilly, in spite of her vehement defence, her stout declara tion of disbelief at the first, had a shud dering fear at her heart na she thought of that last paragraph about the gul of four teen and of that letter to South America a ehudde ing fear that the story might be true; but even then she would not be one of those to point a finger at poor, innocent Peggy. for whatever her father might have done Peggy was innocent. There was one person, however, that Tilly could speak to-could ask counsel of--aud that, of course, was her griinomother. Grandmother, she was quite sure, would agree with her that the story was not to be chatted about; and even if it was true- that Mrs. Smith and Piggy were those very Smitheons, neither was to blame; but only, as sou had hraru her father say once of the family of a moan who had proved i de faultr-"innocent victims, who were very much to tie pitied." But perhaps guandmother would not be lieve thut Mrs. r-mith iud ilegy were "those Smithson," and perhaps she would find some careful way to investigate the matter and prove that thei were not. With this hope springing up over her fears, filly Ilew along the corridor to her grandmoth er's roomt. Wihat! What! What!" cried grand mother, as sbe listened to the story: "l don't believe a word of Agnes' suspicions. There axe millions of musiths in thu world." "tut did you hear what I said about that last paragraph--the girl of fon teen or tif teen, and-and the letter--to South Amer ioa?" atked 'Tilly, tremnulotanly. "In what ptaier was it that Agnes found the stasemsent?" -It was some morning paper; 1 don't know which one-i only remember seeing the date." Graudmother rang the bell and sent for all the nirning papers. When they were brought her, she put on her spectaules and began the search for "'muithsun, alias Smtuth." One, two, three papers she seiached through, and at last there it was "'Simitheon, alias Smith!" Copyright, 1it1', uuy the author. mxcnr ion Rates to California. On the 15th of each mouth the Northern Pacific railioad will sell round trip tickets to I slmfornia ipointa as follows: Helena to Nen F'raici-eo and return, go ing via Portland and retuiling sare way, lio Saln Franeisco, going via Portland ind returning vian gden and Silver how, 1'u Loi Angeles, going and returning via Portlind, entermig ran FPancisco in one direction either going or returning, $*i. To Los Angeles, going via Portland and Hrn Francisoi, and ieturning via baora mento and Ogden, $l'.60. 'Tickete will be limuuii for sixty days for going passage, with return at any time within the fnal limit of six months. A. 1). Emm~ai, Gen. AgI., Helena. Mont. CliAs. 5. h. , G. P. &L T. A., bt. Paul, Mian. HE HAD NO MONEY. If He Had Any He Would Have Hired a Lawyer. 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He thinks of nothiag else, cares and dreams of sothing else but the girl he loves; and not infraqu'ntly, he is disappointed in his affection, he pines and dies. tu order to commence his suit lie sends for a meniber of the girl's tribe who has access to the harem, and first insuring his secrecy by a solemn oath. confesses his love and entreats his confidant to arrange an interview. The confidant goes to the girl, gives her a flower or a blade of grass, and sayer "'wear by himr who made this flower and uts also that you will not reveal to any one that which 1 am about to unfold to you." Ir the girl will not acept the proposal she will not take the oath; but, nevertheless, keeps the matter perfttely secret from all. If she is favorably disposed to the match sha answers; "I swear by him who made the flowers you bold and us." And the place and time of mosting are settled. 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