A Young Inventor's Pluck; or, The Mystery of the Willington Legacy

ter several seconds that she fully realized the te

faltered. "Wha

e model with him. You have helped him to do this. But it won't work. I pay my way, and a bargain's

ou know Jack

sn't, whe

country yesterday morning

believe that story?" s

"I'm sure Jack will come back. The model was stole

that your brother di

ran away with it when I promis

the matter rest until to-morrow,

ightly than usual over his small, round head, and

e. She had counted on getting help from the specula

grim comment. He had listened in silence to the brief intervie

of having this thing stopped

s reply, and pulling off his coat, he took u

What could she do? Her thoughts ran to Mrs. Snitzer. She knew the kind German woman needed money as

tments, and knocked eagerly. No answer came

intention of taking her whole family to her brother's farm

l gone!" she sighed. "Th

ad been in situations where the neighbors had interfered

packed up the smaller stuff as fast as she could--the china and crockery in baskets, and the clothing and lin

ith some of their belongings. Her eyes were red and swollen, a

bors, and with the exception of the Snitzers they were all strangers to her--they on their part de

mind, and twice she ran down to the corner vainly st

's aid," she thought, "I won

own the very last of the goods, a

me when you are all upside down. Never mind, go right ahead, and don't pay any attention to me. It's an awful job, isn't it? I haven't experienced moving in ten years, but

le-aged lady, who wore blue glasses, and was slightly deaf, took Deb

l!" cried out the girl, laying her head

as they are, I didn't expect it. But, maybe I can help you. I'm not overdressed, so

eated Deb, putting her mout

he sidewalk, with the dust a-blowing on 'em. What is it--fire? That's a dreadful thin

he unhappy girl, "it's beca

hy at once. "I thought your brother w

ks have shut down, and we ca

aiden caught

e me mine, yesterday, and I wanted it the wo

inly as possible, Deb poured

emarked Miss Parks. "But I didn't believe it. Mr. Long says

Miss Parks, if people only knew Jack as well as I

to help us bear them," replied the elderly maiden, wit

dol

han I have, or I'd pay it in a mi

r three

her pocketbook, and

poor, with money in the bank, too." She paused a mome

sked Deb,

bedroom and attic, and when you're settled we'll see what is to

sed constantly during the last four years of his life. She was a dress-maker, and a lady's companion, and earned a fair living--a g

y weight taken from her mind. "But

act I think I'll

tinued the girl, "And I think it i

down and kissed

she said. "You don't dese

aged who speedily transferred the