Kilmeny of the Orchard

offering him a hand in a much darned cotton glove that had once been black.

“ I was right sorry to see Mr. West go, for he was a right good teacher, and as harmless, inoffensive a creetur as ever lived. But I always told him every time I laid eyes on him that he was in consump— tion, if ever a man was. Y 0% look real healthy—though you can’t always tell by looks, either. I had a brother complected like you, but he was killed in a rail- road accident out west when he was real young.

“ I’ve got a boy I’ll be sending to school to you next week. He’d oughter gone this week, but I had to keep him home to help me put the pertaters in; for his father won’t work and doesn’t work and can’t be made to work.

“ Sandy—his full name is Edward A1- exander—called after both of his grand— fathers—hates the idee of going to school worse ’n pisen—always did. But go he shall, for I’m determined he’s got to have

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