The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1889-10-06

tRntt0n nm the Ilttle VlAtteE Oh Sts
grease. She limped .teadily onward, and
jerkcd her big bonnet toward him and
called ont i'm n husky voice:
.'l;ood night, old man."
Mr.. Spurway did not r,spond tn 40
familiar an address, hut vi. conscious OF
Instinct. He wished he had not done 40
Afterwards. He did not care oencoarage
play tricks With his lanterns. But she had
looked no oddly at him that he had act
ual!y nodded hack tn her saiutation. About
close tn hi. brai.cr, holding one naked
foot toward. the flrr and balancing her
s ssls o" %;,,, the o'lf Her with arms :"'- m.rc
Il ser posi.ion, 1 s"d.. win her 't Back s"wara
also IoominR forth i'm strong relief.
looked u STRANGE, uncanny creature at
three In the morning.
have cared To confess il, had been asleep
--dozinR quietly at his pest. and actually
in the c"1ntry~down az Elton In Hunt
y thrce-cornercd little place. tn which he
journeyed once "a year at Bank Holiday
lac woke up with n jump and a shivcr at
finding this black hadow OF u girl be-
tween him and the fire.
The girl sprang aside in her turn, put
her foot down, turned round, and looked
.'IVs NIL right. old 'un,' she said. 81
was on'y havIn' a hit Of warm aforc start.
.swho said il did hurt ma? "snapped
Mr.. Spnrway.
::S si"i 4 a ,s ssh aim. y ss.S of a %sss sis ann cam am
suddenly remembering the first ~ofrense,
81 saw you a couple o. nights or 80 ago
ibid you. though Well, you see. old
"Don't you keep calling me old UNI"
said the carctaker, who was evidently
punctiiioTs.o on his point; ''you know bet
III az your pardon, Mr.. watchman-if
SO he as Il makes you shirty-like-but IN
myself. up a bit, you see, I neaked the
party. Q. any benc ct that sort-it wa. jest
"What are you talking about?" Rrowlcd
Mr.; SUBWAY.
that. old Mnobut the wind in his bicssei
street. which won't keep u gals hair
straight when it's as long as minc is.
It's nuiink TO last Tuesdays wind. That
was all over the shop, and seemed to come
ou. q all sho.s Ss,"sslE holes lies, you've 6sen
And OF went the child's bonnet, and
sure enough g mass Of tangled hair was
sheaf street that early morning and
streamed from her head,. as the great
flame of fire from the upright gas pipe
PUT ya"r Sanncso on" said the old man.
''don't yom see it's dri.zlinR with rain; or
She pulled her bonnet well over her
head on being thus adj"rei, and said
cold-although it doe. catch mt your toes
somctimes-my cyc!"
"Havcn't you any shoc.-or stockings ?"
hc asked, curio,lsly now.
"Haven't had any stockings since last
Orgust twelvcmonth.- Boots I've had
prime uns, ton. But that was ~ Christmas
offering from the sweiis at the mission
"How was that"
"Mother's thusty."
"Dh-is she 2"
when she's i'm rrg'lar tip-sop health. I
now-oh, no-not by "a long chalk, poor
gal" said the child, staring gravcly at the
.How's tina. ?" the old carrtakcr felt
somehow compelled 70 sny.
..S%s shc IL %?"a
"Seven days this time. Hard lines,
sShoultin't care for IL much myself"
"You see therc'd bsscn a barney-a
rcR'lar fiRht-a night or two ago. Didn,t
you hear u row down that court yonder :"
'.Not more than usual"
"Ah, they took her to the station out g
tother end of our court. There . too
big a scrimnagct o como this way. Jhe
whole kit IN 'eIn would have been down
onc of these galley holes. had 70 cut
anu run t1yStIIs too. Sfbtb enlO neu XIII
me IL | gave him any more of nay cheek
AS IL WAS going to see my mother
knocked about by him. As if"
"Who's Jcm?"
81 don't know. Mothers feared on him.
they say. Blcst il l shouldn't like To job q
knife Ia him myself. I should, really.
And. by gosh. I will some day. You see.
Mr.. Spnrway was not Tor so
much dramatic action from this Wild
looking child in the big bonnct-thc child
who was transformed now, was looking at
him with eyes dilated and an expression
upon her face that made him feel creepy.
And yet odd this was-hc fancied that he
had seen something like IL before some
where at some time or othsr-down i'm
the country, where his eldest daughter
lived still. That Was "a good many years
ago. when another daughter, very much
younger and prcttier, went wrong. There
was u great quarrel and he turned her out
of doors; he remembered il all very we'll
too well. And she had looked like that
the last time he had ever seen her and had
called her by am awful name.
'Sce here, gall" said MIR. Spurway i'm n
stern. parental way even. 'yoii'd better 40
indoors than make II pl~ay-actinG silly of
yourself"
"lndoors-oh an"
"Why not? What are you r%ImaginR
about the streets like this for, night after
night"
81 amt got no money to pay the rent.
and they won't have me in till mother
comes hack. There ain't no ROOM"