e officious Mr. Chumley, coming out from behin

excited loser of the purse-reached fo

that, sir. The purse was lost in our store. We're

young man," said Mr

and the explanation Griff had given her of the loss of the purse h

rse, and it snapped open as it landed. Out upon the linoleum rolled the glistening

?" cried Griff, look

. Jess half stooped to gather up the scattered money. Then she thought better of

ar importance in the whole affair. There was real money rolling all over the Widow Morse's kitchen. He went down on his rhe

kept repeating.

shed deeply-much more deeply than had Jess; then she paled. She picked up M

must have nudged that purse off the counter with

was a handsome one, and her smile, when she chose to allow it to appear, was winning. The ang

s a natural mistak

r him. "Nobody who knew you or your mother would have accused you

wick's grocery, thought this was very kind of Griff. And they owed his fathe

very pleasant indeed now, "I did not know y

ained Jess, weakly, and found herse

grunt and a groan; he had t

ly a hundred dollars, madam. Think of carelessly carrying a hu

le kiss on Jess's forehead and shaken h

ar," she whispered. Then she

, taking the purse into which Mr. Chum

folks to scatter it around

eful, I suppose. I presume, now, I ought to count it to see i

ed cheeks of the miserly old man. "Well, wel

not," sai

he money was there she migh

riff looked angry; but M

Perhaps I had better cou

don't know who I am? There is a vast difference betwee

r. I hope you will show me that I am really forgiven by allowing me to call some day--Oh! I couldn't face your mother now. I know just h

ld be pleased to meet

n-law, Patrick Sarsfield Prentice, is edito

the rich Mrs. Prentice, whom they said really backed

ther-in-law," she said, diffidently. "Yo

f out. "I am really glad to have known you-but I a

ight, Mrs. Prentice

oulder. And at the gate he parted from the lad

lks, those Morses. Yes, Mrs. Prentice, I'll remember to send all those thing