Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1880-06-03
SAVED BY LOVE.

tory of Jacobs & Co., at Attleboro, was
just being closed. The tired girls were
finishing their days work, while then
thoughts had already preceded time, and
were anticipating the delights of the
evenings pleasures or rest Pretty we'll
dressed girls they We're, too, when their
large work aprons were removed, grace
full and iady!ike; not one whit less, so
that they had TO earn their own living.
Jessie Clifford was somewhat behind
hand in herwork and the girls were near
" all gone when she had completed it,
She arose hurriedly, threw aside her
apron, and went into little dressing
room from which the last girl was
emerging
"Why, Jessie, how late you are! /
am afraid some one will have to wait to-
night"
"Oh, / shall be ready in a moment -
Jessie said ignoring the last part Of the
remark.
She washed her hands hurriedly, then
threw on her short, light sack, and
looked for her hat in its accustomed
place, but it was not there. A little
wave of impotence arose within her, as
she searched for it hastily, and found it
laid carefully away under the lounge.
cts that mischevious Maud Raynor,"
thought she, as she put it on before the
glass "She thinks it annoys me to keep
Milton Kent waiting. She don't know"
The door of the work-room closed with
n loud, decided bang. Her heart gave a
great leap, and she rushed across the
room, shook the door and called loudly.
But the boy who had closed it, thinking
that all had gone, was already at the
foot of the stairs, having descended two
steps at time, his thoughts full of some
fun he had on hand. Jessie realized,
with a Notwithstanding sensation, that
she was locked in for the night. She
went to the windows with vague hope OF
escape, but there were none facing the
open street. They looked down upon a
vacant lot and n close, narrow court, be-
tween tall brick buildings. There was
no chance of making anyone hear, and
she knew that she would have to keep q
lonely night vigil.
But Jessie was not n coward by any
means, and, besides, had cultivated a
philosophical spirit of making the best OF
everything. So, thinking "No real
harm can come to me here, she went
back slowly to the little dressiug-room.
otis au i'll wind that blows nobody
good she thought, as she removed heI
hat and sat down upon the lounge.
"Miltou Kent will think | went out the
side entrance to avoid INN, and | am
glad of it, for | want to discourage his
attentions. know he is as good as can
H. I,,, 1,A
might have cared for him if"
And then the handsome face of Gilbert
Knight came before her mental vision
and tine remembrance of his dark, pas
sionate eyes, his tender kisses and his
words of love, thrilled her pulse with the
boundings of true affection.
The twilight shadows deepened, the
tall buildings shut out the last rays o.
the departing sun, and the objects u
the room became more and more ipdis
tinct, Size began TO feel a loneliness
creeping over her, but fought against it
and paced the floor slowly, determined
to be brave She looked ont of the
windows, wondered if it would kill any
one to jump down if the place was OF
fire, aud finally settled down again up
on the lounge and recounted Gilber
Knights tender speeches, and recallo,
how he looked into her eyes with thos,
thrilling orbs of his, aud how tenderl,
he kissed her good night when he parteC
from her only the evening before.
The shadows grew still darker, ant
the stars came out. She could see then
twinkling in the soft, clear evening SIX,
above the towering buildings And witt
pleasant thoughts for company, and wish
ing that the author of them was besid,
her, she passed into dreamland.
How long she had slept she did no
know, but she awohe from troubled
dream with n start of terror.
Harkl what was that sound? Sht
started mp with the perspiration stand
ing on her forehead. She heard tn,
window next to the dressing-room being
lifted, and in a moment more steps OF
.he floor. Listening with painful III
tenness, her heart throbbing so loud,
that she feared it would hetray he
proximity. she heard that there were
two. They walked past the door of tbs
dressing-room, and Jessie quaked viii
the fear of discovery. But, under cove
of the darkness, she remained unmolest
ed; and it was evident also that the work
room was not the goal OF their ambiti
ION.