The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1886-10-10
MADGE CARS0N'S FLIGHT.
aTre ram awayl'' said Madge.

loving the one blissful moment of her ov-
erworked day. when the door flew open
with momentum which nearly blew out
her lamp, and Madge Carson came in.
Miss Tyrrell stared. She stared still
harder when Madge began voraciously to
eat her bread and butter and drink her
weak tea.
sYou seem to be hungry, my dear. "
said she, feeblY.
81 aml' confessed Madge. 1--WE tray
eled half day ia the train, and I've had
nothing since breakfast"
s'Did you say mildly hazarded Miss
Tyrrell, s'that you had run awayS"
Madge nodded the sbapely little head,
whose close-sholn curls were like boys.
She was very pretty, with large, deep
blue eyes, red and white complexion, and
a laughing mouth, whose coral gateways
could not hide whole treasure house Of
pearls when she spoke or smiled.
From Mother said Madge, peering
into the teapot to see whether there
might still remain little of the grateful
fluid, but setting it down again, evidently
disappointed.
"0h, my DEAR" gasped the little old
maid, was that right2'
II couldn't help it," said Madge. III
was driven to it. Mother wanted me to
marry George Burton, and / wouldn't"
And thus defining her position, this
young woman ate up the last half slice of
bread on the plate, and folded her arms
resignedly.
Miss Tyrrel looked with gentle surprise
at the new conner.
''And who is George BurtonS" she ven-
tured to inquire.
"A borel" said Miss Carson; "but
mother thinks because he is govern
ment clerk, with a salary of five hundred
a year, must marry him"
Does he love you, my dear?"
Madge laughed and colored.
.sHe says he does" she admitted. 'But
Cousin Janet, ought one to marry man
ii one detests the very sight of him?"
Certainly not" said Miss Tyrrell.
II knew you'd say So" said Madge.
$50 when mother told me TO leave the
house, / made up my mind I'd run away
TO you. They think shall come back
and marry Mr.. Burton, but shall notp'
But really, my dear, hesiiated Miss
Tyrrell, 81 don't quite know what / am
to do with you My income is barely suf-
ticient to keep one person, with the ut
most economy, and"
sOh, don't mean to live on you, Cou-
sin Janetp said Madge, brightly. 81
mean to support myself"
..How?" eagerly questioned Miss Tyr
rell.
Il don't know yet, composedly replied
the girl.
Miss Tyrrell shook her head.
"Oh, my dear" she sighed, you don't
know what cruel, pitlless place great
city is"
Now, Cousin Janet" coaxed Madge,
"don't croak. Where there's will there's
a way; and you'll see that shall sue
coed, for I'd rather go out TO housework
than marry man that don't love.
x And Miss Tyrrell said
My dear, you are right!'
The next day she cane home from her
lessons to the little roem where Madge
was darning the muslin curtains and pol
ishing up the old brass candlesticks until
they shone like gold.
'sMadge," said she, 'I've heard of a
situation that might possibly suit you. /"
"Oh, have your cried the girl; what
is it, Cousin Janet2"
1T won't be very easy one"
81 expect TO work for my bread" calmly
observed Madge, "And there are very
few things, even down to scrubbing and
washing, that ! can't do"
ooh, it's not SO bad as that" smiled the
fragile old maid. "It's two little girls
that / give elementary French lessons 10.
They're just recovering from fever, and
their nurse has been called away by the
death of her father down in Yorkshire.
Do you think you could manage 10 take
care of them for little while?"
ooh, couldn't It'' cried Madge, low
fully, springihg UP and down. 'It's the
yince of all others should most like in
the world.
And so, introduced BY the prim French
governess, Madge went to the handsome
house on the Thames at Teddington. and
assumed the charge of the two big-eyed
little girls, who boldly announced that
would never come back again.
"She don't know any nice stories, said
May, resentfully.
ssShe will never let us play in the dirt"
added Elsie, nor make mud pies.
tsBut | know lots of stories,' said
Madge; sall the stories that ever were
written, and plenty OF more in my own
head. And will let you play as much
as you please. and bake ovens and ovens
full of mud piesp'
IF Richard don't object said May,
sagely.
aHe's Just Richard, +" nodded the
child. 1--WE all have to do as Richard
says"
ssWell, / don't care fer Richard, "
calmly announced Madge. "You and |
and Elsie will do precisely as we please.
And now come and show me where your
rabbits are kept, and the pigeons, and the
guinea pigsl"
When Mr. Kensingtnn came up the
garden path that evening, just as the rosy
sunset glow turned the white lilacs to