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your carriage, Matilda, Let me help you

your carriage, Matilda Let me help you
in.
And the next hslf hours tete-a.tet with
her mother was not particularly pleasant
one for Miss Amanda Langley.
"Jgst as your uncle was beginning to be
3 little fond of you, too, said the indig.
nant matron and now be is thoroughly
disenchanted. Amanda, couldn't believe
this of you.
8" But, ma" whispered Amanda, "you
didn't tell the shopman that day when you
knocked the cut glass cologne bottle off the
counter and broke it. You said IL was nis
business to look after his own goods. You
told ne"
VIII you bold your tongue, miss p
said Mrs. Langley, With ascerbity. ITS
strange, indeed. how little Judgment girls
have y
After due reflection she went TO NAL
COINS the next day to inquire now much
damage she wac liable for in the matter of
her daughters carelessness, but was told
that Mr. Rutherford bad settled all that.
Dear, dear" said Mrs. Langley,
things are getting worse and worse.
Your Uncle Robert is just enough of a
modern Den Qaixote to 20 hunting about
ali over London to find the pert shop girl
and restore her TO her place. Men are
such foolswhcre pretty girl is concerned"
81 don't think she's pretty bit, said
Amanda, suileniy.
g Be quiet. Amanda, said her mother,
sharply. " You've done quite mischief
enough already"
Mrs. Langley proved a true prophet.
Uncle Rutherford, who had no particular
business Of his own to mind, had an espe-
oial penchant for the minding of other peo-
pies affairs. He obtained Mrs. Eison's ad.
dress from Mr.. Malcolm, and went straight
to the OLD house 10 bloomsbury, where
dealer In marine stores occupied the ground
floor, family of Polish refugees worked
in ivory on the second, and the top story
sheltered Mrs. Elson lad her two daugh-
tiers.
My girl, ne said to Ella, who cat dis.
consolstely by the window trying to mend
little Mary's frock, 4" its all right. You'r
to 60 back to Malcolm's tomorrow, Just as
il nothing at all had happened. Il was
my niece, Amanda, who broke the bird
aud smashed the counter. Good gracious
me - looking around him, "you don't say
that you live in this little not hole under
the roof ?"
And Mr.. Rutherford stared around him
and drew a prodigousIy long breath.
1--WE are very glad, sir, TO have so good
home as this, said Mrs Elson, meekly.
Rents IN London are high. and"
Yes, yes" said Mr.. Rutherford, 81
know. Dear me how unequaliy things
are divided in this world Now, I've got
nice little place not far from here, on the
Crystal Palace hne-a cottage with bit of
garden and an apple tree. I'd be glad to
ges some responsible party to occupy it,
just to see that it don't 90 to wreck aud
ruin. l shau't expect any rent-Only a
little reasonable oversight, Come, what
do you say"
60 We shall be so grateful, was all that
Mrs. ElsOn could answer. Blu. her eyes
were most eloquent.
Ella went back to the fancy emporium
in Oxford street next day. Mr.. Malcolm,
VINO knew what Mr.. Rutherford's favor
was worth, make meek apology to Miss
EIson, and hoped she would overlook any
trihing asperity with which he might have
spoken Ia the vexation of the moment.
And all was serene once more.
"What !" Mrs. Langley cried. "My
brother has established those upstairs,
rent free, in mis- Croydon cottage? Now
can read it all, from beginning to end.
He'll marry that shop girl as sure as fate. 3"
But he did not. Mrs. Langley was mis-
taken for once.
"What do l want of cait of girl,
young enough to be my daughter ?" said
Mr.. Rutherford. And he married the
pretty dove-eYed little cripple instead.
And If ever you saw tender-hear.ed
child playing with a Dresden china doll
you can form come idea Of the loving care
wherewith he protected his fragile little
/ wife from life's cares and ills.
Sister Matilda don't like it," said he
every well. don't marry to please Sis
| ter Matilda, but to please myself"
Which was sound philosophy after all.