A DIAMOND SCARFPIN.
Robert found Mrs. Vernon resting comfortably on the garden bench. She smiled broadly when he came up.
"Robert, you are a regular hero," she observed. "Nobody could have done a braver deed."
"It was not so very much to do," he answered, with a blush. "I simply saw how the girl might be saved, and I set to work to do it."
"But it was no easy matter to catch the girl," went on the lady warmly. "You ran a big risk."
The firemen were now hard at work, and a steady stream of water was being poured on the conflagration. But the wind had caught the house fairly, and but little could be saved. Soon the men directed their efforts toward saving the adjoining property, and fortunately nothing but the boarding house was consumed.
As soon as the fire was over Mrs. Vernon and our hero set about finding another boarding place. This was an easy matter, for Mrs. Barlow's sister also took boarders. To Mrs. Cabe, therefore, they went, and procured rooms which were just as desirable as those which they had formerly occupied.
"It's too bad we couldn't save your trunks, Mrs. Vernon," observed Robert, after the boarding place question had been settled. "You've got only what you have on."
"Well, I am no worse off than you, Robert," she answered, with a peculiar smile.
"Oh, it doesn't matter so much for a boy."