Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1880-10-28

beastl'' as he would have elegantly ex-
pressed it.
1t was evening fthe same dsy-a dull
evening, much in harmony
with my thoughts, as / leaned against
the door post of our house. and recalled
the good old times'when life was mer-
ry farce for us all.
had no heart to work. All that day
/ had ha wked nv manuscripts from one
publisher to another, vainly hoping to
get loan upon them. My threepence
half penny had been carefully invested
at dirty cook shop, and / was glad to
think there must have been just enough
cold meat to satisfy the boys at dinner
and tea.
Presently I would go in and hunt for
any fragments that remained, tor l was
desperately hungry.
Through the fog came a slender fe.
male figure disguised in waterproof.
She did not nouce me until quite abreast,
when the light fell upon her face. Then
as she gave one frightened glance, ! saw
two things-how pale ind beautiful it
was, and what depth of misery lay in
the startled eyes.
1t was low neighborhood in which
we lived, though separated but by long
alley from fashionable West End street
"a dangerous locality for young girl
at that hour. / crossed the road in order
to accompany her unobserved, and had
hardly done so ere saw her brought up
by some man, looming unsteadity, in the
mist.
"Come here, my pretty dearl" said he.
She gave faint scream and tried to
slip by him, but the drunken wretch
caught her by the loose waterproof. In
another second he measured his length
on the pavement; but, strange to say, the
girl also sank down insensi6le, dropping
something that looked like a jewel case
My PROSTATE friend was relieving his
feelings by round volley of obscene
abuse. Not daring to await the arrival
of policeman, I caught up his victim
and her case, and made a hasty retreat
At the foot of the dilapidated stairs
hesitated. Should carry my fair bur.
den into Mrs. Callaghan's little parlor
The sight of Bridget in full fight. pr
sued By shrill invectlve, decided the
point.
Bridget" said I, "this lady ,khas
tainted. Come and help me-"
"Ah, sure, sor! Poor dearl''
We carried the stranger to the common
sitting room, and assayed to bring hel
round. Presently she opened he1 eyes
and began TO speak incoherently.
"Dellriousr said I. 1t was a grea
relief to hear Halls sp:inging step. HI
| gave low whistle of astonishment as ht
entered, and felt the patients pulse
while I gave brief explanation.
'Feverish-very. She must be put tt
bed at once. Where does she liver
II have not an idea. Search her peck
cts"
But the search was fruitless.
"Call cab and I will take her to tht
hospital" suggested Harry.
Hooked at the flushed face and tn
bright, beautiful eyes, and my heart CAV
a great, senseless throb of disapproval.
mo; we cannet turn her away. Fetcl
a nurse, Hal, and she shall have m
room. You will take me in for nigh
or twos'
"Of course, old man," and Hal few of
Then I thought of our landlady.
"Bridget," said l, show about Mr.!
Callaghans"
81 am the misthress, sor Sure I'll tel
her you've got the faver, an she won
come nigh ye."
One more difficulty remained, and tbs
the greatest-the money problem. Wei
my coat and vest might go.
So for three days battered about tn
apartment in an old tsttered dressln
gown, being supposed to be down wit
fever; meanwhile the real patient ha
careful attention and strengthening nou
, ishment.
; The third day notable event happier
/ ed. A high-class monthly sent me
check for a contribution, and requested
similar one. l worked cheerfuiiy aft
that till the crisis came, and the nurE
, gleefully reported that the young lad
. was conscious, and asking for her fathe
t ''May 1 see herr" said l, eagerly.
"Dear, dear-no, sir. The excltemel
| would throw her back. Besides 81
) must not talk. Her father is Mr.. Bull
, ion, of street"
= Bullion, the great foreign banker! VIII
brought his daughter unattended, in
!. this vile side street? Time would e:
3 PLAIN, perhaps. Meanwhile Jack put G
5 his hat, and departed In quest of Il
great. In an hour he was with US, b
usual imposing air and magisterlal d
4 meanor lost in the agitation of the mon
q emit. He shook me warmly by the ham
1 "Your friend has explained all, N
s Hathaway. I am deeply grateful to 20
q Where Is my child9'
The most renowned physician in tow
/ was quickly summoned, but in vain M
= Bullion begged him to devise means
remove his daughter. At present 81
3 must not leave her bed. In few day
perhaps, with returning strength, q
: might lie for two or three hours at tin
y on a sofa in our sitting-room. Furth
= change was imperatively forbidden.
g So MIR. Bullion, with many apologize
d begged that some of his daughters
:, vorite pictures, and few chairs, ct
e from her bourdoir, might be brougl
r and we could not refuse. A few hor
# transformed our bachelors den into
: kind of fairy palace.
II Mr.. Bullion was naturally consta
e visitor. and had to receive him in t
tattered dressing gown. Twice he fou
r. me writing with manuscripts litter
l. around.
:. "You are an author9" he queried, wi
a smile.
"a would-be one."
e "Pray do not desist from writing
g my account. May ] amuse myself fol
/ time with your papersa"
He borrowed q bulky one at leaving
to submit it, he said to a publisher
N knew. Next day I received letter fro
we'll known firm, offering $3.50 for I
copyright and an additional $3.50 if
:" second edition was called for. In 1
ID youth and Inexperience, 1t did not oce
t. to me for months the money come FRI
the bankers pocket.
g Of course eagerly assented, and to
my coat and vest out of pawn-not d
too soon, for Miss Bullion was pronounc
convalescent, and that afternoon her
l. TIERS strong arm conveyed her from {