The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1876-11-10
PHILLIPS LITTLE CONFI
DENCE WOMAN.
By ELIZABETH CAMPBELL.

! By ELIZABETH Campbell.
1t was a warm, sweet cay in early sum
mer. Mrs. Anderson. her nursery COVER
ness, and her two Youngest children,
Harry and Victor, were out walking.
Master Victor soon grew tired, and con
Quoted himself in 4 cross and irritable
manner, which made his governess feel
uncomfortable and his mamma provoked.
He was only four years old, 50 his con
duct was not wholly unforgivabIe
and presently his mamma said:
Miss Maybe, you had better take
him home. Il has grown very warm,
and the walk has tired him"
But I'm not tired, mamma, said
Harry. q needn't go home. I would
like to go shopping with you"
Very well, dear if you are very
good boy you shall do so. Here comes a
car. We will see Victor safe in first,
and then you shall 90 with mamma
So the party stood on the corner Of
Sixth avenue and Fourteenth street, till
the cross-town car going east came along
and halted.
"Have you got your purse, Miss May
lie " asked Mrs. Andersen at the last
moment. " You havn't? That's just
like you! There's your fare, and be
quick I"
So Miss Maybe received her fare-two
one-cent pieces and q thrce-cent piece
and dropped it into the pocket of her
Jacket, while she caught up H-ictoriu Aer
arms, and hastened into the car with
him. He was heavy boy, and she was
a very slight and delicate girl; and she
was glad to rest g moment after she en-
tered the car. But presently the CON
ductor rang for his fare, and Miss Maybe
dived into her pocket for it, but with a
most unexpected result. Her hand went
right through her pocket, and found
neither pence nor half pence; her fare
was lost. Well, it was a matter Of no
great consequence, if only master Victor
could be persuaded to regard it in that
light.
"Come, darling, said Miss Maybe;
"we must get out again-I've lost my
fare"
But darling" who had established
himself at an open window, and was en-
joying the prospect, Immediately called
clouds 10 his countenance that were sug-
gestiye of a squall.
ooh, dear, what shall lido " tho1ght
the little nursery governess. "I can
never carry him screaming through the
streets; /" and jumpedup and searched
wildly about, and to her great JOY espied
her iare-it had only dropped on to the
seat.
"Never mind, darling she said.
I've found it."
Master Victor's face cleared instanta-
neously and the sun shone once more
Miss Maybe picked up her fare, as she
thought; but to her dismay there were
but three cents the two pennies were
gone. Absurd and triAing as the loss
was, the girl was in despair. She
couldn't tell Victor again that he must
lose his ride just after raising fresh
hopes--a born angel couldn't be expected
to stand such fluctuations of Joy snC
disappointment. She looked around the
car; it contained but one other person
besides herself and her charge, A gen
tleman, apparently, the third person
but so absorbed in reading his newspape
that he was evidently quite unconsciou
of her presence or of her difficulties. Tn
conductor rung for his fare secon'
time, in an impatient and authoritative
manner. Miss haylie, quite desperate
turned to the gentleman.
"Sir," she said, "I viii trouble yoI
for two cents.
Now the little nursery gOvernes
meant to say, in her usually polite ant
sweet way;
"May I trouble you, sir, to lend m
two pennies, if you please?" but confu
sion and annoyance had so furried hel
that her request had more the air of a de
mand for "your money or your life"
The gentleman look up in amazement
then restraining disposition to smile
returned gravely
Certainly, man, and then pre-
duced the two pennies.
Miss Maybe murmured her thank
ana something about not daring to disar
point the child, paid her fare at last t,
the impatient conductor, and sunk int
her seat beside Victor with sigh Of re
lief.
, Occasionally she stole glance at tn
opposite corner, and saw that her visa
Wis was handsome young gentleman
and again quite absorbed in his newspa
per. But Philip Randall was not so ah
sorbed but that he managed to take
comprehensive view of the little maiden
, and he thought to himself
What rosebud of a girl Positive
; ly it is pleasure TO look at her. Gun
ming little boy, toe. Can't be erchild
t o, no. she's too young--httle brother,
guess. Heigh-ho / should ike such
girl as that for a sister of myselfp
And then Philip Randall got out i
they crossed Broadway; and laughin,
: when he remembered Miss Maylie's de
! mand on his pu,e. strolled leisurel
down the great thoroughfare. He wa