The Arizona sentinel., 1889-12-14
I said, and then lifted the woman in my arms, strong yet, if they are old.
 Jane cot off the wet clothing and nut

The next morning, looking like a : figure in 8 masg uerade in some Ot . daue's clothing. she came into my room, ] where 2 kept my desk and account . boa. She was terribly afraid of me,
 1 could see, but at last she faltered:
 ''Oh, Uncle Ralph! if you will only let
 me stay here little while, will do any
 servants work for you"
 ''Tell me how you came to seek me, 5
 l said, as gently as l could, not daring
 to embrace her, as I longed to do, until
 I had conquered something of her terror
 for me.
 Because ! was starving! I've been
 wandering about two days and two
 nights, trying to get some work, Or-Or
 to beg something. l thought perhaps you would let me sew for you, or cook after Jane teaches me. But when I got into the kitchen seemed to turn dizzy"
 But your father?'' l thought she was going to faint again, she grew so deadly white. She made movement as if she would run out of the room, but held her.
 ''You will not send for my father?' She cried, plteouSly.
 ''No. l will not send for him."
 'I have left my father" she said, presently. ''I thought I could take care of myself. Oh, how cruel the world is!'
 It just crossed my mind that this child, crouching at my feet, sobbing of the cruelty of the world, dressed in my servants clothing, was the sole heiress of two milliOnaires. But only said:
 ''In this cruel world, Sadie, there is ore person who loves you very fondly"
 She lifted her face, actually trans figured by the blush upon her cheeks, the soft, dewy light in the blue eyes. But it dropped again as I added:
 ''More than one, perhaps, dear But the one I mean is your grandmother's brother, your old great-uncle Ralph. My dear child, you have no better friend, believe me, if you will tell me how I can serVe you"
 She came then into the arms opened to receive her, and with her pretty golden head upon my breast, sobbed out her story.
 Since she had left school her life had heen one of such tyranny as is rarely met with in these enlightened days. Her father had required her to dress with elegance, but scolded over every dollar she spent. She had presided over princely banquets one day, and actually suffered with hunger for weeks after wards Every petty saving of the true miser's heart was practiced by her father, who was determined to increase his own importance by making wealthy for Sadie.
 Then came a few months of happi- ness. She loved Roger Stanmore, young lawyer who had handsome in come. Every thing was apparently prosperous, and the trousseau of the bride nearly completed, when, by an un- fortunate crash in the money market, Roger Stanmore lost his money.
 At once Ralph Myers broke the en- between the young lawyer and his daughter; but they still hoped for better days, until, after year had rolled by, Sadie received another offer.
 l knew the new suitor well-a crusty old fellow nearly my own age, with IL.
 ''Your father never wanted you to marry him!' I cried, as Sadie paused.
 ''He gave me my choice last Tuesday, she said, ito accept Mir. Lyon as my husband or to leave his house at once and forever?"
 ''But Roger Stanmore?"
 ''He is ir Chicago. I could not go to | him, Uncle Ralph. Father would not let us correspond, and" with a little | touch of pride, ''he may not care to bur len himself with an utterly penniless wife"
 ''True! true! What is he doing in Chi ,ago?'
 ''He is working up law suit. He is | dependent now upon his profession, and | he had an offer to go there and take | some part-I don't know how-in a suit | 5here"
 ''You have his addresS?"
 ''Yes; he sent it to me; but I would not write, as father had-had said he would curse me if did"
 It was not exactly blessing I nut cred, but 1 kissed my little niece and sent her to Jane.
 had little plan in my head, so I 'ent Jane out for some plain ready-made clothes, a cheap calico dress and coarse boots, and gave Sadie some shirts to make.
 She seemed perfectly content to keep he proposal she had made to me, and 1new nothing of the letter wrote to Roger Stanmore. l told him the bare acts.
 Sadie is with me, wrote, 'and will give ler home as long as she can earn what she eats."
 A week passed very quietly, and Sadie vas sewing in my sitting-room one with certainly happier face han she had when she first came to me. when 1 said:
 "You need not stitch quite so stead ly, Sadie"
 ''But like it!' she said looking up at ne brightly; ''you are so gentle and lind. It is so peaceful here, Uncle Ralph.
 But you must miss your fine home rour rich dressesp'
 ''NO," she said with a shudder; 'I am luite willing never to see rich dress gain, if may only live here!'
 Just then the bell rang, and moment ater a tall, ine-looking man was ush- red into the room hy Jane. He gave ne one ferce, eOntemptpops glance,