it for three years for a relative of his and pay me the money.
I told him the story."

"And YOU will get the money all right?"

"Just the same. I was only trying to help you a little by the other way,
and I failed. Never mind."

"I can't tell you how you make me feel," said Nelson.

"Please let him bring you some melons to-morrow and make a stagger
at it, though," said Tim.

"Can I?" Nelson's eyes shone.

"If you want to," said Miss Brown. She laughed; but in a
moment she smiled.

All the way home Nelson saw the same face of Failure between the old
mare's white ears; but its grim lineaments were softened by a smile,
a smile like Miss Brown's.


TOMMY AND THOMAS

IT was while Harry Lossing was at the High School that Mrs. Carriswood
first saw Tommy Fitzmaurice. He was not much to see, a long lad
of sixteen who had outgrown his jackets and was not yet grown
to his ears.