The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1885-07-07

calm that contrasted strangely /
with the little woman's heat and furry. 1
"Because I think no man has q right
TO cheat poor woman out Of her hard
earned money"
"Cheat Is strong word, Miss Wal
kerr" observed the landlord.
"Its the only correct word in this case.
Mr.. Carlyon," retorted Miss CImfort,ss.
cre,ly msrveling at her own, courage in
thus daring to confront the stately bank
er. 4
"Perhaps he is owing something to
yourself3" questioned the banker keen
ly. "A
"Yes, cir, be is," Miss Comfort made
answer. "But 1t lent txhai l came about
I am quite able to attend to nv own
financial deb o, even to lose liule'if it'
should be necessary, but this poor wo-
man is friendless and alone"
Mr. Carlyon glanced at his watch.
Miss Comfort turned toward the door.
81 am sorry that my time Is 40 longer
at my own disposal" said he courteous
ly.
And Miss Comfort went away almost
crying.
"N,w I have made an enemy of him
as we'll as Mr.. Leotard and haven't done
the least good in the world she thought
s'And he will let the house to some one
else in the spring, and-and-but, after
ell, am not sorry that did my best
Poor, poor Ellen! What shall I say to
her when she comes at 8 o'clock ?"
But that evening, just as Miss Comfort
was beginning again at her pile OF &C.
count books,a ring came at the door and
Mr.. Carlvon, the banker was sho IN in.
Miss Comfort rose up confused and aut.
tering.
"Miss Walker prav don't let me dis.
turb you," said the banker. IL have orly
dropped in for little social call. Yor
showed yourself 10 me to-day in dit.
ferent light from any in which you have
yet appeared"
"a dun ?" demanded poor Miss Com
fort almost hysterically.
"No-s ,rue.hearted, noble-naturet
women! But You need no longer dis
tress yourself. The bill is paid; and
now, II you are OF leisure, I'll just TAXI
my evening cup Of tea with you."
How pleased and proud Miss Comfor
was, as she poared the decoction OF fra
grant Young Hyson into her great
grandmother's china cup, decorated will
hu,teifles and ohloIe scrolls of gilt ant
violet! And how she kept wondering
all the while how in tue world Mr.. Car
Ilsop, the great banker, could take sucl
interest IN her homely and humdrum lit
tie affairs.
But il she had only known it, Mr.. Car
lyon seldom came across q true, rea
heart in his complicated business trsnsac
tons.
"It's not true," said Mr.. Leotard. M
uncle never would make such fool Q
himself at his age. Why, he's fifty
dsy r.
"Only forty-four," said Mrs. Leig
Creswick with malicious delight. "Bul
! of course, it must be great mortiaca,ic
to you, Mr.. Leotard, who have AWAY
been looked upon as his heir. And 7
, think. too, he IS going TO marry tbs
queer little old woman who keeps th
boarding -house. For it's true! Tru
ak taxes! saw the wedding-riag myse
at Is"
Mr.. Leotard Carlyon gnawed silentl
at his mustache. How strangely lit
circumstances are woven together in,
lite's web, he thought. If he had pal
: that whimpering washerWoman's bill 81
!, would not have con6ded her woes
q Miss Comfort Walker; and Miss Con
/ tort Walker would not have gone to b
}, uncle; and his uncle wouldn't have falls
d in love With Miss Comfort rosy cheel
d and bonnet neither, and be would ct
y have been the rich bankers heir app
d rent.
Ie1 He wished he had paid the washerw
I man's bill