Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-12-23

up the box, which he had begged from a
big warehouse. It had been placed
against Patrick's shanty IN such position
that the pipe from the cooking stove in
his cabin should pass through one corner
of it, TINS giving it quite a comfortable
degree OF warmth. Then Patrick had set
II square Of glass on one side for win
dow, aud SO within this tiny habitatiop,
four feet wide by eight feet long, the chill
dren had made home.
The furniture in these narrow limits
consisted of a table and two low stools.
There was roll of bedding which at night
was laid out on the floor, but during the
day was piled up in corner. Into the
wall there were driven a few pegs, on
which hung some articles Of clothing, and
there we're pinned up for ornament half a
dozen chrome advertisements.
Miserable as the place was, how
ever, it was warm and dry;
and when Ellen had brought Tessie into it,
and closed the door, the little thing began
to brighten up.
81 sold ten boxes of matches, Ellen"
she said, with her pretty eyes quite shin
ing, land one gentleman gave me quar-
ter"
"Did he Tessie? O, hoy nice! and I
done we'll too, to-day. I sold all my pa
pers first off. I'll put the money away in
our bank"
AS she spoke, Ellen drew an old box
from under the table, and put out her
hand to take from Tessie the basket which
she still hsld. But the little thing, as she
touched it, kept hold of it, looking at
Ellen with timid deprecating eyes.
What is the matter, ressie?" Ellen
asked curiously. what makes the basket
30 heavy?" and, as she lifted the cover and
dlmly discerned something moving, she
cried out
"WhY, in the name OF sense, what haye
you got in it?''
''I.'s my 'Kittie,'" said Tessie hurriedly {;
Il so lonesome, Ellen, all day in the streets
I jess fought could take nay Kittie with
me, and she's been rea! good, Ellen. She
hasn't meowed only once, and 1 guess
maybe that was why the gentl ,man gave
me that quarter. He stopped to buy
some matches, and he heard Kittie, and
then ne laughed and gave me the money,
but he didn't take any matches"
Ellen kissed the little pleading face that
was upturned to her.
you cunning little thing" she said.
swell, you can play with Kittie now while
get our supper"
Tessie took the little white kitten out of
the basket and caressed it for while in
happy forgetfulness. Ellen laid out on the
table piece of cheese and some bread,
and the two children were just about to
begin to eat, when the door opened and a
stout Irish woman appeared. 1t was Mrs.
FLYNN. ann in her hand she carried a
steaming teapot.
"The crathers" she exclaimed, as she
saw the two children sitting demurely at
the table. 81 thought yon'd be afther atm
your bit O supper, and Eve brought yez a
sup O. tsy. Twill be SO comfortable like
this cowld night"
Ellen thanked the good woman, and
Tesaie said with little bow and smile,
that were curiously we'll ored despite her
torn clothes and dirty face,
''It is very Kind OF you Missus Finn."
''Ah, she's a lady, sure; the Vargin per-
sarve her!' said Mrs. Flynn, and rs by
reason of the narrow limits of the house
she could not remain with put keeping the
door open, she added:
"Troth, me rooms better nor me- COM
peny. It's broad I am, the saints os prais-
Oos OuS biO oNSAS 40 DCbbOi ~ AoPO WIG
wind out"
AS she went away, Tessie looked at Ell
len and said wistfuily:
"She said was lady, but know I
amt any more, cause I 80 dirty. My ma
ma say every day when have my bef,
little ladies love to be Clean"
The blue eyes filled with tears, and the
small mouth trembled as she added pitt
fully,
"Ellen, do you think ever see my ma
ma any more?"
How many times in the last few months
the little creature had asked the same
question:! Poor Ellen never knew how to
answer it e1cept by hugs and kisses. Now
she comforted little Tessie az we'll as she
could. She had no great love of cleanli-
ness herself, but to please her little com
panion she got some water and washed
her face and hands before she made up the
poor bed in which, at last, Jessie fell
asleep with the kitten By her side.
Ellen was herself waif who had run
away from the service at which she had
been placed from an orphan asylum. She
found she could earn more money and be
more independent by selling newspapers
than as the drudge of cruel employers,
and she was toierab!y we'll established in
her trade, at which she held her own with
ready wit and rude courage, when one
night she found Tessie crying in the street.
The child could give no account of herself
except that she had run away from bad
old woman VINO beat her, and who had
taken her from her mamma. From her
confused description, her mamma lived in
another oity-at least she had been
brought long way on the cara, she said.
Elien's heart was touched with pity; she
was alone and so was Tessie; she liked her
because she had run away like herself, and
she resolved to adopt the homeless child.
1t was after this that she had set up house
kseping in the packing box, and contrived
to make home, such as it was. for herself
and her small protege.
Ellen was, in her way, very kind
and very careful to Tessie;
she would not allow her to go far away to
sell matches, or anywhere hut in certain
streets that she knew. and where she could
be often under Ellen's own eye. And so
the poor little thing had become somewhat
used to her new life, which was at least bet
ter than her wretched existence with the
wicked old womsn who beat her.
There was one house that Tessie often
passed, but never without fear and trem-
bling, It was very grand house, with q