Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1882-04-05

apartment, with a queer little dresslng-
room attached-'and the liberty OF the
parlo, to receive visitors ina provlso
at which we all laughed.
THIS was home to us after the labor
ofthe day. Indeed and in truth, Katy
made the place so charming that We
forgot the factory girls when we got to
it. She improvised cunning little
things ont of trifes that are usually
thrown away as useless, and the flowers
growing III broken pots in our windows
were a wonder to behold. She always
had fresh periodical on her table; aud
better than this, she brought to US the
larger cultivation and the purer taste,
which taught us no" to use opporlu-
mites within our reach.
what made you take to our style OF
life. Kat,?' asked LizzIe one evening"
as we all sat in the east window watch
lng the ouicoming OF the stars and tell
ing girls dreams.
Destiny my child answered Katy
stooping to replace the little boot she
had taken off 10 rest her foot.
But you might have been all au-
theress, or a painter, or IA bookkeep-
er, or
Lizzie's knowledge oflhis world was
rather limited; Katy broke III upon
her;
There, that will do. l was not
born a genius, and hate arithmetic
But YOU did rot always have to
work for living, Katy SAID Mary.
You are a lady, know!
Kate laughed a queer short laugh.
Yes she said and that's why l
don't know how 10 get my living IN
aay way but this. SO behold me a
healthy aud honest factory girl'
She arose, made little bow and a
flourish with her small hands aud we
all laughed, although We mad SAID no.
thing funny.
'MllIy,' said she, please light the
lamp and get the magaziue' while l
hunt up my needle and thread Ladies.
| find myself under the necessity OF
mendng my gloves this evening. Oh'
poverty where is Thy sting? In shabby
glove, do tclicye, fr nothing hurts
me ike that, unless it IS a decaylng
boot
Kaly's gloves were marval to u.s.
She never wore any but OF good quail
tv. and always OF the same colof-a
brownish, neutral tint, that harmonized
with almost any dtcss but just now a
new pair would seem to be the one
tbins needful. from the appearance OF
the ones she brought out.
She sat and patiently mended the lit
tie rents, while read aloud; and
when she had finished, the gloves look
ed almost new. The next day was
Sunday. and we had half holiday.
Katy and 1 went to make some trifilns
purchases, and on our way home
stopped at big clearinghouse to see
one of the girls who was Ill.
When we came out Katy ran across
the street to get a magazine from the
news shop, and came hurrying up 10
oyertake nae before | turned the corner
She had the magazine open, and one oi
her hands was ungloved; but it was not
until we reached home that she foun
she had lost glove. 1t was too ia'e
then TO 90 aud look for it. We went
and searched the next morning, bu'
,uld not find it.
Katy mourned for 1t.
1t was my only pair, girls" said she
traeically, and it is a loss that cannot
b. placed.
uat people call panic had oc
curred 10 financial circles in the Spring
after Arthur Craig had lost his Katy
ond almost without days warning hi
found himself poor man. He lett hl'
affairs in the hands Of his creditors
having satisfied himself that they could
gather enough from the wreck 10 save
themselves, set his face toward LonGon
He had been educated for ply sic-an
though fortune made merchant o
him. Learning from friend that there
was an opening for doctor in FenwlcK
h.. came thllher aid began to Practice
DIR. Sewell had gone off on visit
leayipg his patients in charge OF the
new doctor; so it came about mat on
Saturday evening he was on bis way Il
visit Maggie Lloyd, the sick girl at th'
lodging house. when. just rs he wa
turning the corner near the news shop
he saw q brown glove lying on TN
nayement. lie was about to pass
by. but a mans instinct TO pick up any
tbjnc Of value that seems 10 have h'
owner. made him put it in his pccKel
He forgot all about it the next minute
But when ne had made his call ant
returned to his consulting room, IN TAX
Ing a paper from his pocket The glow
fell out and he picked it up and looke'
at it with idle curiosity.
It was old but well preserved /
had been mended often, 50 neatly as u
make him regard mending as one OF tn
fine arts. 1t had strangely iamlllal
look to him Little and brown an'
sbapely. it lay on lis knee bearing IN
verv form of the hand that had worl
it.
And as he gazed at it there came L
him the memory of an hour man.
months past, when he sat by Katy
side on the green sofa 10 the dining
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