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dred dollars. You incurred his enmity.
Since that time he has kept the orig
inal judgments alive. In his mean
malice he has hunted you from place
to place. If you get work, he put his
claim in legal hands and gets you out
of it. Twice he has sold out your few
poor household holdings. The duty of
our firm ends in handing you the pa
pers giving you possession of the
farm, but I can surmise that this
leech, this miser, Andrews, will soon
find you out."
"He BUrely will!" groaned Naylor.
"I propose, therefore, that you
make out an agreement in your name
to hold the farm subject to his claim,
to be paid off in small monthly instal
ments. I will take it to him and in
tercede for a respite."
"But if he refuses?"
"I will guarantee the payments my
self." "You are a good man, and surely
Heaven will bless you!"
All the way on his return journey
Ernest Brill recalled those words of
grateful benison. His earnest soul
had been roused by the misfortunes
of the old man he had befriended. It
waB just at dusk when he reached
Elsdon. From here he took the trol-
ley for Hartville, the little city Where
he knew John Andrews lived.
The car was filled with a gay chat
tering group of young people bent on
a theater party at Hartville. There
was only one vacant seat. That was
beside a young girl modestly attired.
She presented a vivid contrast in her
plain but scrupulously clean dress to
the fashionably attired misses about
her. As he lilted his hat and sat
down beside the young lady he heard
the tittering, sneering words:
"Little Miss Dimity!"
The girl heard it, too, flushed a
trifle and then paid no further atten
tion to it. Ernest did not feel war
ranted in addressing her. He could
not help but notice, however, the
neatly mended gloves his seat mate
wore, the somewhat shabby handbag
In her lap. Sudenly there Was a jar,
the cir stopped Inside of five min
utes those aboard knew that a wreck
ahead would block the track for at
least four hours, with no station
within ten miles.
The petty natures of the fashion
able crowd were soon manifested in
loud complaints and abuse of the
trainmen. The demure, dignified girl
in the dimity dress took in the delay
ana inconvenience like the little lady
that she was. Somehow a conversa
tion began between them. Then Ern
est brought her a drink of water from
a near farmhouse. It was nearly
midnight when they reached Hart
ville. He secured a cab at her re
quest. They parted, but with a queer
longing at his heart Ernest Brilljreal
ized that it would be many a day
before he would forget "Little Miss
He recalled with a vivid memory
the sweet sympathetic face, of the
impressible young girl when 'she lis
tened to the story of old Mr. Naylor
which had drifted into their casual
conversation. It was ten. o'clock the
next morning when Ernest reached
the Andrews home.
"Mr. Andrews Mr. John An
drews," he spoke to the servant who
answered at the door.
"Why, sir, have you not heard?"
asked the servant, with a strange
stare, "Mr. Andrews died last week."
"You startle me," exclaimed Ern
est, quite shocked at the unexpected
intelligence. "It was on business that
I came. Can you direct me Jo those
in charge of his estate?"
"Yes, sir. Mr. Mallory, his lawyer,
is in the library with MIbs Nelson.
She is a distant relative Mr. Andrews
left his estate, to, sir."
"Please take in pv mni."
"This way, sir," apoLe the servant
a moment later, and Ernest was ush
ered into the presence of a dignified
looking gentleman and Little Miss
He stood somewhat dumfounde'd.
He recalled, hia conversation with the
welcoming young lady before him