Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1882-06-10

| fading light, slowly drawing on her glove. her
sweet eyes filling as they .talked-quarreled. we
should say. perhaps-had gone with him as an
abiding memory of her until he had come to
know each shade of the picture-the color of
the dress, the ribbon at the throat, and the
shaded plume in her hat.
He looked at the little glove long time. He
| had thought 1t might belong to one of the fac
tory girls, as he found it near the lodging house
But it did not look like factory hands, glove.
| He would ask Maggie Lloyd, at any rate; so he
put 1t In his pocket until he should make his
| calls the next day.
ciated with the memory Of the past that was
sacred to him that he felt his cheek burn and his
| hand tremble as he drew 1t forth to show it to
Maggie, who was sitting In the comfort Of con-
| valescence in an arm chair by the window,
watching the handsome young doctor write the
prescription for her benefit.
by the way, Miss Maggie, do you know
whose glove this ""
Maggie knew it at once It was Miss Gardl-
ners glove.
The name made his heart beat again.
Yes; she lodges with Mrs. Howell, quite out
OF town. almost She was here to see me yes
terday.'
'Oh, see!" said he, not the most relevantly.
| "And can you tell me how to find Mrs. HOwelis
house? I suppose I could go by and restore
this glove to the owner3"
Mary and Lizzie went to church that Sunday
morning. Katy declared she could not 60, hav-
ing but one glove. / stayed at home with her
and offered to keep Mrs. Howelrs children for
her-and so persuaded that worthy woman to
attend worship with the girls.
And this is how 1t came about that. while we
were having frOlic on the carpet with the chill
dren in Mrs. HOwelrs room, we heard a ring at
the door; and Bridget having taken herself off
somewhere, there was no help tor it but for one
of US to answer the summons.
"You go, Katy!" whispered I, in dismay. 81
cannot appear"
Katy glanced serenely at her own frizzy head
In the lOOking-glass, gave pull at her over
skirt and touch to her collar, and opened the
door,
Immediately afterwards I was shocked by
hearing her utter genuine feminine scream, and
seeing ner drop on the floor; and that man, a
perfect stranger to me- gathered her up in his
arms and began raVing over her in a manner
that astOnished me. He called her ''his darling"
and Ibis own Katy" and actually kissed her be-
fore could reach her.
was surprised at myself afterwards that
hadn't ordered that gentleman OUT but it never
occurred to me at the time, and when Katy
''came to" and sat up on the sofa and heard his
them and took the children up to the room,
feeling bewildered all over.
What shall l say further? Only that Katy
lives in the pretty house in the town known as
DR.: Craig's residence, where we three factory
girls" have q home whenever we want it. And
there are no liquors found on her sideboard nor
at her table.
One day heard Arthur say, ssyou were silly
Child, Kate, to run away from me. should
have given up the point at last, know"
but there would have been the splendid eel
lar and the ten thousand year." answered she.
''It would have been such temptation. We
are safer as it u.s. dear"