The Springdale news., 1889-04-19

you hear me? Glad-gladrn
 He may hear her, but the only answer she gets is muttering she can not com prehend, as her brother turns upon the pillow and goes off into q stupor worse even than his preceding state of garrulity- a state that had held him long enough to allow him to make known to his proud sis ter something that at it's first hearing stll'ed the very beating of her heart
 There is not a moment to be lost. but what shall she dog There is a small key lying upon the boys wash-stand close be- side the bed, q key that sends out little brassy gloams to meet the flare of the can dle in her hand With cry she pounces upon it, seeing her way clear to a step she does not for an instant hesitate to take.
 With one backward To of infinite love and pity, she leaves the bedside, opens the door, closes it softly after her, and flies swiftly along the passage to her own room.
 It is very late; but Virginia Waters could not sleep until certain of the whereabouts of her dear, easily led, good hearted beau tifm brother Sam.
 Tie had come numbering in, hours past midnight, with a noisy effort at a stealthy mounting of the two flights of narrow, un- carpeted stairs; had plunged along the lit tlC 4ltsIi tl nAlltil NtSSfI Iii NlNIitSs had, at last, found harbora@e within the limits of his own four walls. Then Virginia had come to him. and with wide eyes and pale lips had heard the story of his first crimes. Not that of drinking alone-bad as that was in itSelf-but of the dishonest means by which he had bought the wine - at least that is what Virginia makes out his maudiin speech to be for this youth, trusted and loved for his frankness, amia- bility and-yes, beauty, had betrayed that confidence and taken money not his own.
 With a quick t1rniag of the knob Ms, Waters lets herse' into her own room. It IS plaiu little room, containing a narrow couch marve!oUsly white ordinary bureau a q washstand, two chairs and a magnificent organ this last the only relic left to remind its owner of bygone days of plenty. l. is the room Of nun; so clean, so sweet. so unprosending is it; a room strangely in contrast to the other apart
 nsnts Nof this large building. For here, &ver the store-r ms below. are found the more public offices of men of business pro fessional gentlemen in the main who oc- capy these rooms by day but who vacate them at sunset Hers and her brothers are the only living rooms in this large building yet Virginia although she knows that her foot fall sounds upon no listening ear, walks softly all on tptoe, as one bound up on q stealthy mission.
 And, a as! it is so; for out of the top drawer of tho pine bureau comes q pocket 6oNsks and, from this pocket book little roll of$Lills
 For Ny" she cries, as she counts the roll carefully over, flor this have slaved and saved N2r this And yet thank God that this is miic in this hour of need! Poor sam, poor boyh. Thus does my love reach ont and shield y6-I-oh brother, brother if you only knew,r
 Down the silent, dimly Lighted stairway goes the girl No fear assails her at this dread hour of night save the fear of being too late to save her brother from public disgrace The door at the foot of the stair case opens at her touch upon the spring latch. and she is out under the cold March stars From somewhere in the distance comes the faint. measured sound of foot steps, followed hy asharp tattoo of police mans club upon the curbstone. It comforts her little that there is another soul astir at this uncann,- hour. With senses fearfully alert she thrusts small key into the lock