of scholars has been provided
"Oh, Mr. Wilson, pan it be
true?" cried Nella. joyfully.
"Yes, you can start-in tomor
row, and I hope you drive sqme
respectability into that unruly
mob of boys who .wanted to peg
my old hat. My hat think of it.
In the family since the 40's, Miss
"How did you ever influence
the school trustees?" inquired
"Just moved a squatter's family
with eight children over the
township line into a vacant house
I own inside the school district,"
explained Old Gabriel with a
chuckle of satisfaction and pride.
Life became a dream of beauty
to Nella in the lovely little vil
lage. The townspeople took to
her gentle ways and the scholars
idolized her. It seemed as if his
rare good deed had somehow
renovated the penurious old Ga
briel. At all events, - he- never
missed a public examination in
the little red school house. At
the end of the term, the first ex
hibition day he marched proudly-
into the place with his adopted
son, just home from college.
The young man decided that it
was a relief to sit for two hours
and take in the simple, yet inter
esting exercises of the graduation
day of half a dozen proud chil
dren into class two. It charmed
him to note the rare patience and
.kindness of the young gir fight
ing her first battle in the arena
of life for her daily bread.
All this young Sidney told his
adopted father. The latter sim
ply chuckled, as was his wont,
and muttered something about
"good taste," and "respect for
old age, and what attached to St
even old hats."
Then came the two weeks' va
cation, embracing the winter holi
days. Naturally old Gabriel call
ed to see Nella. Naturally, too,
he took Sidney with 'him.
The sly old man heard of skat
ing and coasting parties after
that. The day before the new
term began he called Sidney to
"See here, young man," he ob
served, "I never find Nella at
home when I call now. I never
find you at home at all. As a
lonely old man, let me suggest
that it would be a fine thing to
get her into the family."
"Why," smiled Sidney, broad-,
ly and happily, "what a coinci
dence.! I suggested the satae
thing to Nella only last evening!'.'
Pare and core apples, placing
in a crock in a slow oven with
neither water nor sugar. When
tender, mix irf Sultana raisins;
J4" pound to each pound of'ap1
ples. Place in baking dish, sprin
kle with grated lemon and sugar.
Cover with a layer of pTastry, well
pricked, and bake quickly. Serve
cold with milk. '
o o '-
Wife Did you have a good
time away, George? Was the
hotel you stopped at homelike?
nusDana v ery. jl nerc wasn t a
thine- in it fit to. eat.
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