Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 14, Number 22, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 November 1883 — Page 7

THE MAI Lb

.1 PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE:.

Mike Patehett. am

Jtomance of the Gold Fields.

BY B. L. FARJEON.

Aathor of "Blades o' Grass," "Qrif." "Bread and Cheese and Kisses," "Joshua Marvel," Ac.

Continued from Sixth Page. "'My name is Bannister,' be said, 'David Bannister. Good evening. For both our Bakes I trust we shall become better acquainted.' "I passed a very disturbed night. A

that Mr. Bannister held in his hands

the

earnest

U^Evory

branch

own

Sounoedirons

discretion, strongly

counsel you to pay this Mr. Bannister the sum he asks.' "My mind was easier. I drew the hundred and fifty pounds In five pound notes, as likely to be more agreeable and convenient to Mr. Bannister than larger ones, and on Friday evening I knocked at the door of bis houseln South Lambeth road. He opened it for me himself, and shook hands with me. Mm. Bannister was still Ironing, as It appeared to me, the Identical flounced petticoat upon which she had beenengaged the week before. As, on the previous occasion, Mr. Bannistersald to he "'Mary Anne, take a walk.' "And, ason the previousoocaslon, she

ut her in the fire, folded up the peiticoatand left the room. "Without a word I took the thirty new five-pound Bank of England notes from my coat pocket, and laid them on the table. Without a word he counted them, and packed them away In his coat pocket, buttoning bis coat over them for security. 1 hen he said: «I declare I am Inclined to|regret that you have accepted my terms I made them too low I wiy abide by the con

'""hi the conversation that took place between us he proved to my satisfaction that he was not an Impostor. He was In possession of certain facts concerning your wife, with which you had made me acquainted, and upon these he briefly touched. .... j*. 'How long ago is it,'

A relative?'

Don't be alarmed. I shall discover her for you ift the course of a few weeks. Is this relative in London?' 'So.* ."'In England?' "•No.*

Where, then?' 'In Australia." 'How are they to meet?'

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"\True,' he said, 'and now I think thesis nothing more to say at present. I am about to set to work. In the courn* of a week, or two weeks, or three —it wl}l depend upon circumstances— you ?hill hear from me. Good evening.' "Itwvi a summary dismissal, but I was in bis power and had to submit. So I wished bim good evening, and left him, after entreating him not to leave me too long without a written or personal communication. "It was rivt till after April mail for

A/anxiety

I hesitated before committing you, by and she said she did not V?£ my act, to so large a sum as that de- kome

ejiSSL102E£« asjffi?

m««toTthiDg

m'gM

'arn °Ut

asked, 'since

Mrs. Purdy diedr "•Sixteen years,'he replied. 'Then the child/ I said, 'has been all her life without a mother's care.'

I Ufa* in ^nrincr that timA. ftod

of I wa&in during that time, and how often it occurred to me that I had been duped out o* £150 of your money by a clever schemer. I haunted his house in South Lambeth road in the hope of catching sight of him but I was disappointed. Once only did I venture to enter his house. Mrs. Bannister was idone, and was evidently disturbed at my appearance. I inquired how Mr. Bannister was, and she said qilte well, she believed I asked her where he was and she said she did not know I asked

aM*

manded by Mr. David Bannister, I was returned ^e™r y.<p></p>VPssF

the

door a Strang

the clue wanted. The information he and from her I learned that Mra. save me of the death of your wife, the ^nnister h^ left theneightorh^. To abrupt manner in which he had closed what part of the city she had mo ed,

interview, his perfect Independence whether east, south, north or west, the and frankness-all these were in hiHfav- new "J*

or and when I reflected upon the mag- "I was really hurt at this want or nitude of the stake at issue, of your in- confidence onthe_P«rto'^Mrtense desire to obtain possession of your for I did not entertain the slightest child, of your

HAnart/v) frrtftl Austrftlift' 8D() wb6Q I 8Udd0Q r6IWOVSl» vonr wealth and that "At length I had the satisfaction of

eveS the lore Sf another' thousand hearing from him. His letter was short pounds or two would seriously distress and in some sense assuring. was vxu I half confessed to myself that it getting on, he said. I was not to have ftny

price

boh*d

fi,ed

hour, every day tbat passed success, and I

strengthened this conviction. My ad- depend upon him. vertisements brought no satisfactionexcept that which might be delusively extracted from the offers of agents and adventurers to trace every living Purdy the length ana breadth of England through until the game was lost or won. What strengthened Mr- Bannister's position and weakened mine was that he made no sign. A man who had something worthless to dispose of would not have been content to remain so quiescent. "Six days slipped by and Thursday arrived, the day before that upon which Mr. Bannister had declared—and I was sure that he was In earnest—that if I did not decide, he would raise his terms. I bad seen sufficient of him t* be convinced that he would double them. "I determined not to actentirely with--out advice I resolved to consult the manager of the

bank In Loudon,

who transacted your money business for you. He was kind enough to receivp me. It happened, fortunatelv, that an Australian mail had been delivered that morning the bank manager had a letter for me written at your dictation. In that letter the greatest anxiety

was

expressed

In my mission, and it was impressed upon me not to spare any expense to bring it to a successful result. I acquainted the bank manager with the pattlt'Ular matter which disturbed my mind, and he advised me to risk the loss -of the hundred and liftv Inr. IWUUWMI mfwmr reCgTVlDg before he m9ved In the matter.

I have at large cash credit to this account,' said the managar,'and as money appears to be but a secondary consideration in the prosecution of your inquiry, I will, upon my

ur\nf(Jt ranlias and it

brle^fc

woman pr^nt^ hereelf,

words to me before doubt that he was responsibly

thi wantof

for

'Well!' I cried, breathlessly. 'Well!' 't have found Peggy,' he said. I tore upstairs, calling to him to follow me, and in a state of feverish excitement I wrote to you the news that your daughter was discovered, explaining that the information had reached me barely in time to catch the mail. With the letter in my hand I raced out of the house, jumped into a cab, and drove with all speed to the postoffice. Thirty seconds later, and I should have missed the mall. As it was, I caught it, and I bad the satisfaction of knowing as I drove back to Qower street, that In a few weeks you would be in possession of the cheering intelligence. [TO BB CONTINUED STB

Into communication with you. expense, by first going oyer the surface "'I would prefer to oon fide that—or at

uiwit"

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lenst some portion of it—to the ear of the weather one annoyance might certainly young lady bereelf.^I may tell you, escaped, namely the flies in fresh

paint.

however, that she will be rich. "'Very rich?* 'Yes, very rich.' Ws take pleasure in recommending ia it money left in a will to hert' Hall's Hair Re newer to onr readers. It '"No It I" money in the possession restores gray hair to its youthful color, of one who to alive,' prevents oaldneea, makes the hair soft

'Miss Purdy, if she Is willing, will able dtaeeverts*. The tact that Dr. King* go out to him.* New Discovery tor conaamptltn aad all "«A long vorage.' he said,' for a young Throat *ml l.-.^g disease* to daily coring ladv to take •lone.' pMteotM

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That poor bedridden, invalid wife, sister, mother, or daughter, can be made the picture of health by a few .bottles of Hop Bitters. Will you lei them suffer when so easily cured!

TIME FOR PAINTING HOUSES. The best time for palntlag the exterior of farm buildings Is late In autumn or during the winter. Paint then employed will endnre twice as long as when applied in early summele or in hot weather. In the former it dries slowly and becomes bard like a glased surface, not easily affected afterward by the weather or worn off by the beating of

ner me wuuout» mwmor storms bnt in very hot weather the oil Yes left motherless at an age so ju

tv,e

young, she might have perished but for into a sponge, leaving the lead nearly the charity of strangers. It la necessary ^ry

p^nt soaks into the wood at once

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now that you'should enlighten me as to ]phe last difficulty, however, might be the advantage Miss Purdy will derive by guarded against, though at an lucreased sowing

nearly ready to crumble off.

JI, gy painting in oold

and glossy, does not strain the skin, and

'Yea, a relative.* is altogether the best known remedy for "A near relative—a very near relative^' all hair and scaly diseases. "To this question I returned a guarded reply. .. ,, '"You moat be content,'I said, 'with the knowledge tbat it is a relative. How near or how distant I do not fed myself at liberty to inform von.' "'But you will inform Miss Purdy.' 'Undoubtedly.' "'When she is discovered he added.

U. a, IS. A TTORNE SPEA K& Col. H. Walters, U. S. District Attorney, Kansas City, Mo., authorises the following statement: 'Samaritan Nervine cared my niece of spasms." Get at druggists. 11.50.

DR. O. W. BKSSON'S

Celery and Cham

omile Pills. Are prepared expressly to cure and will cure Headache of all kinds, yenrmlgia. Nervousness and Dyspepsia. Proven iu»d endorsed by phyatdans.

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Startling VtoceTerjr.

PhyaWanB a*e often startled by remark*

!h.r

••"'She will be placed In the ep^ tlj starting th their sense of doty, care of th« captain and of any rainedable family who may J^pf^twThate. taken msMge in (be ahlp. Bnt are matters f^r after constdention.

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TrUl"bo«t« ite lu Golick Go's audi Bell* DragStoras. Ragoi^r atae SL (4*

I think you'd better let him shift." To-day again 1 mentioned Jones, And said he hadn't been around, "Yes, yes?' said Brown in eager tones, "I wonder wht re he can be found? 1 wish he'd happened now this way!

He's just fiie man I want to meet! You haven't heard? Why, yesterday He made arousing pile on wheat!"

T.TT.T.TK

"SS Sine in

^£«w« a very'gcK^ reason for my

considered the matter over, and I not entering the house a second time, could not but

come

to the conclusion When

again knocked at thestreet

the

was to

re'Q®iQ quiet and

Tbat was all. No word directly referring to your daughter of her circumstances, and had it not been for a vein of decided hopefulness which ran through the communication, it would rather have disheartened than cheei ed me. The only address In the letter was Kent, and 1 saw by the postmark that it had been posted in MauNtone. "Well, my dear sir, the Australian mail for the month of May left England, and I was still not In a position to afford you satisfaction I was almost as much in the dark, being on the spot, as you were, beingsixteen thousand mllesaway. It was really humiliating, but there was no help for it. I had done all that a man could do, and with the best Intentions. "In June another letter arrived, prepariug me to expect a personal call from Mr. David Bannister, in the course of which he would assuredly have something of the utmost importance to communicate. There was an address to this letter If I wished to say anything to Mr. Bannister, I was to write to him at the postoflice, Dover. I availed myself of the opportunity and wrote to him, begging him to exert himself to bring the matter to a definite Issue before the departure of the Australian it»ail in June. He replied that he would do so, but the Friday arrived on which the mall was to close and there was still no news from nlr. Bannister, During the day I was in a perfect fret of impatience, and I really ctranted the hours,"ana, w» itraarternoon waned, the minutes, as I waited for the appearance of Mr. Bannister. I had ready on my table an envelope addressed to you, and the heading of a letter with the date. Four o'clock, half-past-four, five o'clock, a quarter post, aud the mali closed at six. At half-past five to the moment there came aloud knock at the street door. Iran down stairs and opened It, and Before me stood Mr. Bannister.

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL.

DISTINCTION AND DIFFERENCE. Chicago News. Sot yesterday I spoke of Jones.

Poor Tom! His xuck was always hard! "Oh, yes!" said Brown in careless tones, "He's an unlucky dog, old pard!'' "Jost so!" said I, "suppose that we

Chip in and give the l&d a lift." "Guess not," said Brown, "dont count on e,

One Thanksgiving Eve.

DEVBRAUX BLAKE.

A young woman sat in a window sewing. It was five o'clock of a dull November afternoon, and darkness was rapidly approaching. Already, within the room, objects a little way from the lights were indistiuct, the bare floor, the low bed, the table piled with vaguely outlined articles, could be only dimly discerned the corners were full of shadows.

The toiler worked with evident weariness, her small band slowly turning the garment she held, her pale face drooping over her task. At intervals dhe glanced from the window as if she would hold the fast fading light, and pressed nearer and nearer to the glass to catch the last faint gleam of what might enable her to continue her work.

Outside there stretched a dreary waste of roofs, some higher and some lower, some with dusty skylights in them,some with clothes-lines stretched above them on poles, most of them with chimneys standing squarely up, here and there a stove-pipe protruding. Over all, the dense and low clouds stretched, a heavy canopy that was just tinged with red on the western horizon. The gloom increased rapidly, the dull glow faded out, the close drooping clouds grew led colored and then sable. At last it was so darkithat even the young eyes could no longer see needle and thread, and with a sigh the toiler put her work aside.

The little room grew black and the chilliness of the air increased. The girl left her seat by the window and groped her way to a morsel of a stove that stood In one corner. The fire in it bad gone quite out even in the darkness no gleam of red coals met her eyes when she opened the door and peered in.

Wrappiug a shawl around her, she once more seated herself at the window, but the obscurity was now so dense outside that she could see nothing beyond the dim shapes of the nearest cnimneys. Presently her head drooped on her arm, which rested on the sill, and her weary eyes closed In slumber.

It had lasted some time when the opening of the door roused her, aud she startfed up. Agleam of light from the hall outside showed the alert and graceful shape of the young woman who was entering. "All in the dark, Alice dear?" cried the newcomer, in a full, rich voloe. "I knew you would be, and I brought oil with me, and some matches."

She found a lamp on the table, and taking It Into the hall, returned with it lighted. "Is that all you brought, Bertha?" asded Alice, who had already resumed her flQvyjflg,

Bertha's brow contracted. "Yes," she said "Alice, dear, I walked home—tbat was what made me so late—and so I saved five cents It was all I had, you know,

Alice looked up with a faint, patient smile. "No more so than you, Bertha you must have walked five miles to-day, besides working hard ten hours."

Bertha only nodded her head in reply, and for some time the two girls continued their labors In silence. The contrast between them was marked, showing in every movement, as well as in every feature. Alice was some years the senior, with a pale, patient face, a fragile form that looked ill adapted to any struggle with life, her thin hands moving languidly over her work, and her whole attitude denoting extreme weariness. Bertha, on the contrary, was full of fine abundant life, with a plump yet alert figure, strong hands, too large aud square for beauty, masses of curliog brown hair, and a face with son?ewhat Irregular features, yet with such brilliant dark eyes, such a rich, healthy complexion, and pleasant opftn expression, that its beauty attracted constant and too often annoying admiration.

For six months now the two girls had inhabited this little room at the top of a huge building on the west side of the city.

Bertha Ludlow was a younger daughter of a farmer who had a hard struggle to provide a scanty living for his ten children. She had found it Impossible to accept the rustic suitors who offered, and this fastidiousness on her part was regarded as almost a crime. It was so manifestly her duty to diminish by one the number of daughters to be fed and clothed. Bertha sought in vain for some means of earning a living near home, and then, resolved to be a burden no longer, oame to New York with bright hopes of an independent life. Poor girl 1 She little realized the struggle tbat awaits the young woman who comes alone and friendless to the wide, cruel

&hen she first arrived the roar and rash of the place completely bewildered her,and with all her sturdy self-reliance, she might have fallen into some evil mischance, had it not been that among the girls who, like herself, applied for work in a great establishment, she met Alice Gray.

AUoe had just lost her widowed mother, to whom she bad been devotedly attached,and in her sadnes* and loneliness she was attracted by the sympathy of the young country girl, who found in this native of the city a guide and a friend.

Here, then, was the problem of life as It presented itself lb those girls. Alice had no knowledge of any way of earning her living, except try sewing. She knew where to get work at the making of cravats, button-holes on finished garments,

and other hand work that could be taken home. At such employments her mother had maintained a wretched existence until slow starvation, politely termed consumption by the city physician, ended the struggle. At such wretched employment, Alice, working diligently fourteen hours a day, was able to earn from thirty to fifty cents a day. Bertha, more enterprising, had soon found work on a sewing machine, in a large clothing establishment, and was able to earn six dollars a week. Of course all things were held in common between the two girls, but on a possible nine dollars a week, it was a close struggle to pay for rent, fuel, food and cloth-

he silence was broken at last by Bertha, who, laying aside her seeing, said, "There, Alice, I am going to turn the lamp down we have worked long enough," and as she spoke she lowered the light till these was only enough to discern objects in the room. "Now I will tell you why I was not paid. You know I have spoken to you about Jelson!"

The foreman at your place?" the miserable wretch!" and even in the dimness. Bertha's eyes flashed "a great stupid lout that ought to be out working on a farm or digging ditches, instead of handling ladies' underwear. He doesn't know half as much about the work as Miss Miller, yet he is set up over us ail, and gets a salary of twice as much as she does, though she attends to all the cutting and really directs everything." "It is always so," sighed Alice. "Yes, and it is not fair," cried Bertha, starting up in her exditement "men have the best of everything because they are men, and then because they are men they are brutes. At least some of them are," she added more gently,asif at some remembrance "bvt you know what my experience has been, Alice." "Indeed I do, Bertha, but that's because you are so handsome." "Handsome! handsome!" echoed Bertha "are good looks then a curse, that they should actually prevent a girl from getting an honest living? Yes, from getting an honest living," she repeated with emphasis. "To a dishonest living there are plenty of temptations, God knows!" "And this is the old story about Jelson, I suppose," said Alice. "Yes, the old story that has happened so often already, the old story of a man taking advantage of his position to insult a defenceless girl. It is cruelly hard, so cruelly hard! This is the fourth time I have had to leave a respectable place and give up my work because of some man's insults. But this is worse than any of the others, because this time I was not paid even for what I had done." "What excuse did he make?" "You shall hear. First he told me to wait. I had noticed him looking at me lately, and though he is a married man, I had a suspicion of what was coming when I found that all the others were gone, and I was alone in the office with him. It is too humiliating to go on with," said Bertha, her eyes fairly flashing with wrathful recollection. "He said I could have all the work I wanted, that I should have the best pay,that he wonld soon give me a forewoman's place, if I would only do as he said. He even tried to touch me," shivering with strong dis-

With

It—r tnought

that was what we needed most, for it is partly fire as well as light." "But you ought to have been paid on Saturday night, 'urged Alice. "So I ought to have been," replied Bertha so I expected to be, but I was not. Now let me help you with your work, since I have none of my own." "No work?" "None. No money and no work," said Bertha, desperately. "I will tell you the whole story by and by, when we have finished sewing—and a hard story it is, poor darling," she said In a softer tone. "And how many button-holeis have you made to-day?" "This Is my twelfth dozen," replied Alice "I was very tired, somehow and you know It grew dark so early, or I could have made more," and she glanced at her companion deprecatlngly. "Twelve dozen 1" said Bertha, with a bitter smile. Most persons would consider that a good day's work but at two cents a dozen it does not make much money, does it? aad you are tired and hungry, poor child."

ust, "and when I resented his insults grew angry, said that I should not be paid anything, that my work was badly done—though Miss Miller had approved it all. I could not argue with him, and so I came away without my money."

A cruel story, truly, but one that unfortunately too often Jiiui^a parallel among the working-girls of New York —always the slaves, too often the victims, of their employers.

The next morning the clouds were

one and the sun was shining cheerfully. was Sunday, and of course there was no work to be obtained but Bertha was up In good season, insiBtingtbatAli.ee must stay in bed while she went out. "To the old place?" asked Alice, looking at her friend wistfully with her sad, weary eyes. "Yes," replied Bertha, "it must be done, it Is the only way we must have food and fuel, and I must hurry or the shop will be shut."

With tbeii* close frugality the two girls had been able to keep out of debt, but they bad never been able, from their wretched earnings, to isave anything, or even to purchase any stores of food. Saturday night always found them destitute of everything, aud when, as now, they were without money, there was no source but the pawnbroker's.

Yet never without a feeling of intense shame did Bertha go there. Now, as she hurried through the sunny streets, people were already beginning to go to church, and from every comfortably dressed group she shrank with pain. She felt sick and almost faint from want of food, aud yet the youth and energy that pulsed within her gave her strength to walk on rapidly, and she soon reached the pawnshop. Sunday as it was, she knew the Jew who kept It would be there. Too often in the hard history of the poor, Sunday, as the day without work, is the day without money si so.

In deference to the Christian Sabbath, the front of the place was closed but there was asldedoor which swungeasily open, and through this Bertha darted, averting her face so as to avoid looking at any one who was near. Had she not done so, she would have seen a young man who was coming towards her, ana who, at sight of her, nastened his steps. He was square-shouldered and not very tall, with an honest, intelligent fiioe, that was overclouded with a look of sudden dismay, as he watched what place it was which Bertha entered.

The pawnbroker knew her well remembered that she was always good pay, and readily advanced $2 on the simple breast-pin that was her one valuable possession. It had been a present to her in her childhood, from a lady who once boarded at her father's in summer.

With the ticket and money secured Bertha darted out of the shop as quickly as she had entered it, Mid walked rapidly away but in a moment the young man who had been watchingfor her reappearance had overtaken her. "Miss Ludlow, Bertha, won't you speak to an old friend?"

Bertha turned quickly, and an expression of genuine pleasure flashed from her dark eyes and flushed her face, "John

Dur*nd,"shecried

in joyfol tones,

"what brought you here?" "I came on business. You knowlam a practicing lawyer now Judge Clay has taken me into his office. I am getting along well," he added, wlih a significant look at Bertha. "I thought may be you were coming home for thanksgiving." "Thanksgiving!" repeated Bertha. "Yes, of course next Thursday will be Thanksgiving. No I am not going home," and then all the cruelties of her position, which for the moment she hsd forgotten, rushed over her. Of course Durand did not know anything about her real situation her rare letters home were always cheerful, she oould not let him know bow poor she was, her pride revolted at the thought. He should not find out anything from ber, aad she suddenly stopped in her walk. "I am (Bad to have seen you, Mr. lurand," she said with assumed coldness,

"but I am very busy this morning, and I must leave you now," and before her astonished companion could frame words to detain her she had crossed the street and vanished in the crowd.

After this, the days slipped by to Wednesday, each one sadder than the last to the two girls. The money which Bertha brought on Supday was soon gone, and the little pittance she obtained on Monday when she took back Alice's work rapidly melted away also. She oould get no employment for herself indeed she had no time to look for it, for Alice was very ill. The last week of hardship and overwork had produced its inevitable effect, and the frail girl, never strong, was tossing in the fever which is. nature's revenge for chili and deprivation.

Even Bertha's indomitable energy and courage almost failed as she sat Deside her sick friend and knew not how much she needed for her comfort and yet had no money with which to procure it. Often across her mind came the remembrance of John Durand. He was suoha good fellow, the kindest and best man she had ever met but of course he would never think of her, and why should she make herself unhappy about him? She had enough trouble without adding that and she put the thought from her with a sigh. She had brought home with her some of the simple sewing that Alich had been used to do, but working as hard as she could, the making of such small and coarsely finished button holes was slow work, and with, her attendance on Alice, twenty-four dozen was ail she could accomplish in a day, making only 48 cents a day for all the requirements of two persons,—one of them an invalid.

Wednesday morning fouud Alice a little better. The fever had left her, but. she was still weak. Bertha was by her bed, sewing, sewing with a very anxious look in her resolute eyes, as she glanced ever now and then at the worn, wan face on the pillow beside her. She knew that Alice needed so many things she could not buy for her. How long, indeed, could she buy even a few of the simplest necessaries of life? Her money was all gone she knew not where any more was to come from, beyond the wretched pittance that might prolong their misery, but could surely not keep them in health, hard even in life—and yet a little way off were so many rich prosperous people! People who would lavish on a trifle what would make these poor girls comfortable for a week people who were even now preparing joyfully for the Thanksgiving feast of the morrow. Bertha was young and healthy she had not had enough to eat for several days, and she could not help thinking hungrily of the well-spred tables, and forlornly of the prospect that the morrow would And them more starved than ever.

Her reflections had reached this point when there was a slight stir, and Alice awoke from a slumber into which she had fallen. She lay for a moment quite still, and then Bertha noticed tbat tears were slowly stealing from her cheeks. In a moment her work was flung aside, and she was kneeling beside the bed. "What was it, Alice, what is it dear?" shd criod* "I want mother," sobbed the sick girl "I am weak and sick, and O, I long lor her so mother! mother! mother!"

It was only the cry that every heart tbat has lost a dear one understands. The useless, unavailing cry tbat o\v soul must sometime send across therUi spaces of the infinite, after the .tuisheii love.

Bertha wept in sympathy and covered the thin hands with klsseB. "Mother! mother! mother." There was a plaintive mournfulness in the moan that cut Bertha to the heart. "Don't cry, Alice, don't she pleaded. "I know I ought not," said Alice, making an effort at self-control. "You are so kind to me, dear, but O, I do so long for mother always and now I am sick it is worse than ever! I need her so —I loved her so! Oh, mother! mother!"

Bertha was almost as much overcome as ber friend. She wept with ber, utterly disheartened. There seemed no hope in life, no prospect for the future nothing but wretchedness, despair, death!

At this moment there was a knock at the door of the room. Bertha dried her eyes as well as she could, but the traces of tears were plainly visible as she openedit and met John Durand. His honest face was aglow with the haste with which he had come up the long flights of stairs. He was quite out of breath, but he managed to pant out: "Oh, Bertha! I am so glad I found you! I've had suoh a time doing it! had to send a telegram to your father, but here I am." Then as he noticed her agitation and distress: "What is it, Bertha? What troubles you?"

And at the tender tone**, and the look of the kind face so full of sympathy, Bertha's momentary self-control gave way, and she began to weep convulsively. "Oh, Bertha," he cried, "what is the matter?" Ana somehow bis arms were around her, it was so natural to comfort her so! In the dim, dingy hall on the topfloor there were no passers-by, and Bertha's head dropped on his shoulder, as he went on in hurried speech and somewbst incoherently to tell bis story. "I may leve and comfort you, mayn't I, dear? I came here on purpose to tell you I loved you. to ask you to be my wire. I only had theaddress of the place where you had been working. They said there that you had left. I felt terribly wnen you ran away from me on Sunday. Do you like me just a little, dear?"

Bertha clung to the strong arms as she whispered her reply. Mysteriously the tears were dried, the sore, sad heart grew suddenly joyous, and life which had seemed so desparingly dark, shone radiant with the enchanting colors of hope and love.

When the realities of the world came back once more to the knowledge of the lovers, Bertha rapidly told Durand all her trials, be listening with tender interest and sympathy. He was very sorry for Alice. She should be taken care of surely, he said if she had been good to his darling she deserved It. But when Bertha readied the story of last Sunday afternoon, tonderness vanished and wrath blazed ont. "Cheated you out of your money! Owes yon six dollars! The miserable •coundrel! I shall go and collect it for youatoncel" "Oh, John, can yon?" cried Bertha In delight. "Qui I? Of course I can! I am a lawyer, remember, and I fancy the precious rascal will have a different look when I make the demand. 1 shall appear as the legal adviser of Miss Ludlow. Yon just give me the needful authority, and well 860 what on bo done witb these*inpr* "So it was arranged, and presently, armed with a brief demand, which Bertha wrote on a leaf of his note-book, Durand went away on his errand, while Berths returned to her friend.

Her joytulness was contagious. Alice in listening to Bertha's ston^ was aroused out of her own sorrow. Bertha, full of hope and happiness, recklessly riled up the little stove with fuel, and cooked all the bits of food there were for a meal which should tempt Alios to est. A reaction for the better had indeed come to the in valid ahe found some appetite for

the comforts Bertha prepared, and insisted on being up ana dressea to greet her friend's lover.

The little room was scrupulously neat, and looked really cbeerfiU, with the afternoon sun shinning in at the windows, when at last Durand knocked at the door. He came In with a beaming smile to meet Bertha, and was so overflowing with delight, tbat the smiles broke out afresh even through his greeting of Alice. "I am sure you have succeeded," said Bertha. "I know it by your face." "Of course I have," replied Durand. "I did not see Jelson. I went directly to the manager you should have ae his surprise when I presented the bill. He knew nothing oi Jelson rascality: he probably pocketed the money, the rascal! but there'll be a day of reckoning for him, or I'm much mistaken."

Durand's face darkened for a moment, only to burst into smiles of broader dimensions than ever as he added: "But I've got the mouey for you, Bertha. Yes, Miss Ludlow, permit me as your agent, to hand over to you six dollars,"—and he solemnly gave her thq, bills, adding: "The charge fbr collection will be stated at a convenient occasion," and the smiles momentarily suspended, reappeared with a significance that brought the color to Bertha's cheeks.

There were some joyful congratulations from the two girls, *and then Durand announced that he had brought a few trifles for the invalid, and stepped into the entry, to return after a moment, carrying a huge basket, out of which, with his kind face fairly radiant with happiness, he produced a miscellaneous collection of delightful things. First, a lovely bouquet of flowers, then oranges, apples ana grapes, and underneath, potted meats and canned soups. Saratoga chips and boned turkey, until the two girls laughed in chorus at the idea of all these things for an invalid. "But it's Thanksgiving Eve," protested Durand "we will keep the feast together."

And Alice, looking slyly at Bertha, said: "After all, if some men are brutes, there are others so good that we ought to forgive it."

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