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They've got activity and brains. How
I'd like to own them!"
"Vhat! With those two little angel
girls of yours? Archibald, they're so
sweet, I feel like hugging and kissing
them all the time."
Certainly the little girls ware very
ladylike and well-behaved. They had
a somewhat subdued air about them,
however, and Archibald spoke of it
"Yon can't expect an cH frnwil like
me to bring them up o&gferful and
happy like a mother," signed Archi
bald. "They need a woman's direc
tion and company. See lots of them,
Mary, it will do them good."
"And Archibald, do try and tune
down those rude boisterous boyfe of
"You don't give them .work and
they Hke it," explained Archibald.
"Mary, I've an idea."
"What is that, Archibald?" inquir
ed Mrs. Burton sweetly.
"I mean for a time. See here, .give
those girls the advantage of your kind
motherly gentleness and love fo& a
month or two. Meantime trust tne
boys to "me.. TO show you the real
merit there is in them." . .
The bargain was really .made. Of
course every day the families visited
to and fro. The sdrk. began to lose
their shyness and reserve. The boym
became intrested In everything about
the Newton place. They loved prac
tical work, and the cheery helpful old
man, was constantly with them, for
the time being a- boy at heart and
chirpy as a lark.
One day there was quite' a row at
the Newton home. The hired man had
got intoxicated and had a runaway.
The boys were with him and bojth
were slightly bruised. This angered
Archibald. He discharged the man.
"I'll get even with y)iu!" threaten
ed, the latter.,
"Don't show your fac around here
again," ordered Archibald. '
"Yah!" retorted the insolent fel
low, "Mighty loving about those two 1 forgave the firebug
mischievous brats, ain't yer?" Huh!
guess it's the mother you're after.'
"You wretched scoundrel!" haved
Archibald, and made for the man, but
the latter darted away and back to
his cups at the village tavern. ,
A week later one morning the
younger of the boys started Archi
bald with a quick alarming cry. "
"Fire see, it's our house!'.? 1 6
They all ran for the Burton hofe.
The girls were outside on the lawk,
weeping. They had been carried1 w
safety by Mrs. .Burton,
"Where is she " shouted Arfik
bald frantically. ll
"She went back to get the bird;
gave her," replied one of the
"Why, she's hemmed in with
flames!" cried Archibald. '
It was fortunate that he entered
the burning house, for in one of the
-upper rooms he stumbled across Mrk
Burton. She had fainted away. He
lifted her in his arms. She partialy
recovered sensibility. Her arm? En
circled his neck. He felt quite the
hero as he got her safely out of tke
"The house was set on fire, Archi
bald," declared Mrs. Burton that eve
ning. They were all housed comftM
abjjgpow in the Newton- home. "The
Hamesaiarted in the cellar wb,ereHo
one had been for two days."
The village marshal wes advised.
He started a still hunt for the IncVfe
diary. v ." , '
Archibald and Mrs. Burton were
discussing her plans for rebuild
vthe next evening when tne mai
appeared. The dismissed hired
was In his charge. 3
'Te found the person who et
that fire," said the ofilclal
Thfe hired man looked reckless ahd
"What shall JL do wltfi nim?" ta
auired. the marshal. J's
Archibald hisitated. It seemed ft
nice and homelike to see Mrs. Bur
ton under hi roof that he almost