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wonder. Then a whiff of spice
crossed her senses.
"It's a Borneo apple," exclaimed
Uncle Ben, "and there isn't a spice
that grows there that isn't stuck into
it. I hope you'll keep it for my sake.
Hang it up in your room and it will
keep strong just as it Is for years."
"Oh, Mr. Lewis-, how kind of you
to remember me!" burst out Mary,
spontaneously, and she kissed his
bronzed cheek in real appreciation of
his thoughtf ulness. Neither she nor
the others noted how closely the old
sailor watched her to see how she
took the award of a simple gift, con
trasting strangely with the rich pres
ents scattered among the others.
"She's true gold, sister!" said Un
cle Ben to Mrs. Waters a' little later.
"She has well paid her way," an
swered the latter appreciatively. "I
sometimes chide myself, for letting
her bear the burden of household toil,
but M&y insists she loves it I really
beheve it is to spare me. She loves
everybody, I think."
"I won't forget her when I cometo J
mate my win. ane deserves some
thing forher kindness to you."
Poor Uncle Ben! Planning fondly
how he would become lord bountiful
to a whole community, he who had
braved unknown salty depths, stum
bled and fell along a little stream the
next day, was stunned and drowned
in two feet of fresh water.
His fortune went to his sistea.
Thereupon Hortense took to herself
new airs. She looked higher than
Dale Owens for a lover now.
"You can have young Owens," she
scornfully told Mary, and gentle.
Mary, not resenting tne taunt im
plied, only smiled sweetly and. said
"I've got him he told me so only
last night; dear, brave, loyal Dale!"
The inehrited fortune did not turn
out so grand as was expected. Hor
tense, however, set about living up
what there was. She influenced the
rest of the family with a high nana.
She married a high flyer of fashion
with more pretense than cash. Her
mother gave them a fine new house.
Within a year it was mortgaged for
half what it was worth.
Things "did not go very well with
Mary and Dale. They had married
about a year after Hortense had
gone into her own home. Mrs. Wa
ters had died and there was a general
breaking up of the family.
Mary and Dale began their new life
in a modest way. Bright employ
ment prospects for Dale had been
suddenly blighted by the failure of
the firm with which he had taken
Always was the cherished Borneo
apple hung from a hook in the wall
in the dining room. It continued to
diffuse its rare spiciness. Just as
lasting was Mary's memory of the
kind old wanderer who had truly
There were harsh, pinching times,
but Mary was brave and Dale re
liant. He laughed one night as they
sat down to supper and he noticed
a new addition to the family, a mal
"Have to take in all the blind, crip
pled and homeless, eh, little wom
an?" he rallied.
"Oh, I will eat a little less," smiled
Mary, sweetly. "Oh, dear."
"The cat is going to have a fit!"
shouted Dale in some concern,
springing from his seat
In true feline style their new guest
whirled about the room. Mary
jumped to a chair in dismay as it
upset a vase of Sowers. Dale cap
tured the animal and put it out of
doors after it had climbed the walls
half a dozen times. He came back to
the dining roo mto find Mary in tears
over the wreck of the cherished Bor
The maltese had torn it loose and
the dry, pulpy mass had parted in
"And I treasured it so!" sobbed
"Look here, see what was inside a
little porcelain box," spoke Dale,