Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-08-15
ly shown no carelessness in repect to
toilet that afternoon.

. HernapS some StlH- DaCkeu people mlgnt
have considered her costume hardly suit
able to one-year old widow; she had
cast off the heavy Grape dress, bonnet
and mantle, to which she had so rigidly
adhered durings the first twelve months
of her wldowhood, and wore some soft
transparent web-like material, with a
dark line ripping down 1T, which lost it
self now and then in the folds. Her hat
was soft and feathery, of some graceful
indefinite shape; in the front of her dress
were two heavy, halt-opened roses of a
deep creamy color.
She stepped into the carriage and re-
peated her orders of the morning to the
obequious John, "Number 2, St. Gibbs
buildings, near the Bethnal Green Muse
um."
An observer more penetrating than
the footman might have remarked a
rather higher note than usual in the
well trained voice, brighter sparkle
in the eyes, a faint culver in the full, red
lips; but John was thinking about the
long hot journey before hlm-envying
his mistress the lace parasol, which made
her look so cool and comfortable.
The carnage rolled from the door; Mrs.
Pierepoint lay back with wide eyes and
parted lips, through which came the
short quick, breath. She could not think
her head seemed in confused whirl,
half delicious, half terrible. To-day, to-
day she was to reap the reward of long
months of self-denlal ana selt-repression.
There would be struggle was pre-
pared for that, for Frank was terribly
proud; but for ultimate victory she felt
sure. Her whole being seemed in a
sweet fever, swayed by ''prodigal in
ward joy" such as she had not expe-
rieneed since the old rectory days; Joy
enhanced perhaps by Its very want OF
sure foundation on which to rest.
Absorbed in her own thoughts, it was
not till she had been borne far beyond
familiar places that she was aware Of the
change of scene. When she was reused
from her reverie by the unaccustomed
sights, sounds and smells, she looked
around her with little start of surprise
and horror.
Frank curate in Whitechapel! It
seemed impossible. Frank, with his
ultra sensitiveness to external surround
ings; his shrinking from anything harsh,
OF discordant, or unsightly; his keen de-
light in the soft, the harmonious, the
beautiful.
She saw the narrow crowded streets,
the endless rows of houses, from whose
every window hard, worn faces of half
starved people were peering; women
were leaning far out over the stills, with
the disregard of danger characteristic OF
their class, screaming harshly to over
the-way or street acquaintance. Chill
dren swarmed over doorsteps on the foot.
way, in the roadway, jostling the chatter
ing crowd round the ''costers'" barrows,
eliciting oaths from the men who lounged
smoking and swearing about the pave
ment.
Mrs Pierrepoint shuddered and closed
her eyes, and a terrible fear struck hel
like chill. What If Frank should be
Ill, dying? he was always delicate, and
the life which he must have been lately
leading must have tried him sorely.
What a long way off was her destina-
ton how slowly was the carriage NOV
inga she called to the coacnman to drive
faster, but he answered he was going at a
greater rate than usual; the neighbor-
hood was crowded, he dared not increase
his pace.
At last they emerged from the more
crowded thoroughfares into closely in
terlacing network of small streets-to the
right, round by the left, to the right
again; then the carriage stopped before
a dingy block of of high Widowed
houses. She got out and told the man
to drive on; she then Knocked steadily at
a crazy door with. a great chalk two
marked on it. A little pause, which
seemed an age, the sound Of a scuffle
followed by heavy tramp of advancing
footsteps, and in another moment Min
ME found her self face to face with q
worn-out sullen- looking woman, who
stood in silent wonder before her.
"The Rev. Quornham lives here, I be.
lieve?' said Mrs. Pierrepoint in her most
concilatory tones.
The woman answered eyes,
81 wish to see him. Minnie went on,
with continued effort at extreme sauvity
of manner.
The woman put her handsIon her lips;
end looked unco mpromisingly at tie
dsinty figure before her. "Don't know if
you can see'1m, sure, 5 gently busy bout
| this time.'
"But wish to see him on particular
on very urgent BUSINESS" said Minnie,
controlling her irritation, but speaking
a half tone higher than before.
IS not had lis tea yet-'e never makes
much OF dinner. so he takes tea early
The woman spoke defantly, yet with a
certain undertone of protectiveness and
grim tenderness which the other distinct
" felt.
"But you will please tell Mr.. Quorn-
ham to come here" There was deeper
flush on Mrs, Pierrepoint's face, softer
brightness in her eye-every one, it
seemed, loved Frank, even this hard worn
out creature.
The woman closed the door then with
out a word, led the way up the dark, mar
row stairs, which creaked and shook at
every step. On the second story she
stopped before door and knocked.
Noanswer; Giles not in there I'll tell
him you've come, painted the sullen jani
tress, at the same time showing the visi-
tor into his room, md slamming the door
upon her.
Minnie was not sorry for this respite
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