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man was for the lad "who had so
brightened his final hours on earth.
Joe had taken a great interest in
the plans Walter had drawn for the
new house. When the latter decided
to go to the city, he wanted to ar
range for the care of his little charge
with a neighbor.
"No, Uncle Walter; no, positively!"
asserted Joe. "I've planned it all out.
Let me stay here, only leave old Dob
bin and the wagon. I can't do mudh
real work, but I can drive, and I'll
pick up enough odd jobs about town
to keep me comfortably and some
times to put aside for that famous
new house you're going to build. See
if I don't!" -
Walter agreed to this, but with
some reluctancy and misgivings as
he looked at the thin, wistful face and
crippled condition ofrhis charge. And
now Joe was the only occupant of the
lonely old house that shook danger
ously when the wind blew hard, and
only a portion of which was at all
"I'm going to set up light house
keeping in the diningroom and move
my cot-there," planned Joe. "Just as
soon as I get it fixed just as I want it
then for the plans of the new
Daytimes after Joe drove down to
the depot and waited around for a
chance to haul a trunk or carry a
valise or package in the old wagon.
He had to have help with the heavier
freight, but then his charges were
light. At the end of a month Joe had
enough ready cash to provide for his
limited living needs.,. Then he started
in on what he called his "grand idea!"
He spent several evenings going
over the plans for the new"house. He
measured and calculated. With the
aid of a builder's book he had picked
up, Joe was able to figure out just
what kind and how much' of lumber,
brick, stone and the like was needed.
He even got so far as to actually es
timate the number of nails in the an
Every -week he wrote to Walter in
the cit, Three times a week he
drove around to see Mercy. She had
no time to visit him, and she had to
slave hard to please her narrow
minded, complaining sister. Joe was
so cheery and courageous that he
brightened up her spirits consider
ably, despite the fact that her lover
did not write the most hopeful let
ters in the world.
With the end of the year Walter
Rose wrote that he had not done as
well in the city as he had anticipated.
He was homesick, however, and was
coming back to Riverdale, to be
among friends, even if he had to work
a little harder and wait a little longer
for that new house.
Walter was puzzled at the gaiety
and suppressed excitement of little
Joe as the latter met him at the depot
with old Dobbin and the wagon. The
animal looked well kept, the vehicle
was freshly painted.- Walter sighed
as they came in sight of the old
house. It was a discouraging home
coming. "I had hoped when I came back
here," he told his companion, "that I
would surely have earned and saved
enough to provide a neat' home nest
for Mercy and the old folks. Instead
of that I have less than $300, a mere
beginning. Why, what's that?"
Well might Walter stare! The old
place looked like a lumber yard.
Piled up symetrically were old boards,
laths, shingles, rubble stone and di
mention stone sufficient to lay a pre
tentious foundation, and heap after
heap of bricks.
"It's the result of my grand idea!"
cried Joe proudly. "You know they
are doing a lot of tearing down and
rebuilding in the new factory town of
Blairsville, eight miles away. What
you see yonder is waste stuff thrown
away nails that they let drop to the
ground, stone, brick and lumber that
the wrecking crews bury or burn up.
I've picked up over two hundred loads
that they were glad to give me to get