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Love and Law.

polished the end of his nose refectively.
Not a doubt of it, my young friend, not a
doubt of it," he said but, you see, its my
business to see only one side"
eThat may be law, but it isn't justice, OBJ
served Lennox.
The two terms are not necessarily synOny-
nous
al did no; come here to chop logic, said
Mr.. Lennox, ltd, impatiently. r
WE'LL" nodded Mr. Arkwright, with the
least possible approach to a smile on bis lips,
" didn't begn.it"
"Just let's sum up the question, ," said Len
nOx. Here I am made unexpectedly rich
by the discovery of an old paper whose very
existence has been unsuspected for years J"
Exactly so, assented Lawyer Arkwrisht,
under bis breath.
"And these girls-tbese Miss Ellerslies-
are made beggars by the same discovery"
Not beggars, my dear young friend not
beggars; you are altogether too sweeping in
your asserti MS"
But they are seriously impoverished o.
"Well-yes; 1 suppose that is the state of
the case. But you are not responsible for
that"
"ln a measure am.
"Quixotism, Mr.. Lennox-mere quixotism.
Pray dismiss any such far-ietched idea from
your head. assure you"
81 beg your pardon, Mr.. Arkwright did
not propose to detan you further than to OBJ
tain the address of Mr.. Ellerse"
The lawyer shrugged his shoulder, but new
ertheless wrote few words on a slip # paper.
Murray Lenuox glanced at it in surprise.
"What, it is a tenement house in Bland
street !" he exclaimed.
Exactly so but it is quite respectable
neighborhood, believe"
Mr.. Arkwright plunged once more into
drift of tape-tied packages aud big books
bound in dingy russell leather, as his eccen trio
young client departed.
Tenement houses may answer every pur-
pose of shelter aud protection, but they are
not the exact beau ideal of home. Aud this
tall red brick in Bland street was no exception
to the general rule.
It was unquestionably gentoel," however
Miss Farley kept select school on the first
floor Mr.. johnson, who gave lessons on The
aute aud piano and MrssDrecy, who "cu
ana fitted dresses in Partisan style on the very
lowest terms" occupied the second story anC
two or three pale seamstressos, wood en-
araver a clerk, and manufacturer Of artili
cial flowers were packed compactly away
above, like sardines in a box and two yount
ladies' had the southeast room on the fourth
floor, young ladies who, to use the original ex
preston of Mrs. Ryan, the landlords wife
had seen better days"
Kate Elerslie sat by the window tina
dreary November day, her chin resting on he
hands, and her eyes fixed mourn ully on th,
opposite roof, where colony of dust coloreC
E sparrows were pluming their wings. She wa
} a bright, regular-feature brunette, with larst
5 brown eyes and very dark hair, her fgur,
2 slender as a reed aud quite as graceful
She looked up auguidly as the door opened
5 and Emily, her junior by two years, came in
e Emily Ellerslie was not at all pretty
r No one would have youchsafel her seconC
glance in the street no poet would ever haV'
! been stimulated to rythmetc rhapsodies owe
e her gray blue eyes or brown tressesi yet wher
you came face to face with her you could no
but confess that she was very pleasant to lOoI
upon, with wholesome pink checks, complex
ion entirely independent Of " rose balm" o
cream Of pearls" and pretty, regular teeth
that shone brightly whenever she smiled Q
| spoke.
Good news, Katel" she said, cheerily, tax
! ing off her hat as if it were an oncumbrance t
T the pretty head. "Tye whole dozen plair
shirts to make"
Kate looked distastefuIly down upon th
bundle Of plain work which her sister tOsse'
f geefully into her lap.
"Shirts" she sighed "Oh, Emily, VIII
t would ever have thought we should come t
this 2"
"Shirts aren't disagreeabe to make" sal
p Emily, cheerfuly. "All we have to do is t
fancy them embroidery or crochet work !"
MY Imagination is not SO powerful g
that p
Cultivate it then, dear" said the youn
sister, with laugh. "These must be inishe
by Saturday noon."
BY Saturday noon p cried Kate, fretfully
1t is not possible"
"oh, yes, i. is Come, dear, get you
tbimbe"
Kate Ellerslie burst into tears, and tbre'
the uuofeuding shirts disdainfully from bel
"You never had any aristocratic pride
Emily. You would be willing to slave your
self to death for five shilIings"
"Five sbilliugs is very handy sum now
Kate" said Emily as she went patiently dow
on her knees to pick up the scattered rolls c
work
But It's shame" went on Kate, fushe
and indignant, " that I, who was born to bet
ter things"
She paused with the hot current of word
yet on her tongue, as knock came to th