The Penn's Grove record., 1889-02-23

tors face like n brought back from
the grave.
1 am not a bsggar, l can and will
pay you. They have kept me waiting
three weeks for my wages at the coat
aud vest store on - street, and am
a stranger and can not ask for trust at
the stores. The money has been hon.
estly earned, and is mine by every
right under heaven, but / can't get it
till they choose TO give 1t to me and to
others like me-
She spoke bitterly and pulled at the
fringe of her faded shawl.
What reason do they givep' asked
DR.. Mary.
mo particular reason. We think
they held 1t back to draw more interest.
Meantime, you see for yourself
The doctor qulvered with indigna-
tion.'
4 will try to get it for you. will go
with you myself. Tell me your name
and a little about your circumstances
1t was a sorrowful history, yet far
from being a new n to the DOCTORS
ears. The wOman's name was Sarah
Hilton, and she had come to the city to
search for an erring daughter, her only
child.
DR.. Mary's heart beat faster.
Il may be able to help you,' she said.
so many sad cases come to my knowl-
edge. Surely such love and faithful
ness as yours will be rewarded
They mostly change their names,
don't they2' questioned the woman,
sadly. My Ella was a bright, pretty
creature, fair. blue-eyed and with hand.
some teeth. Her smile was sunshine
itself. l struggled TO educate her for a
teacher-she hated housework and sew
ing and factory work. Oh, my gOd2 do
you know what it is to be wrapped up
in any one and then to loss-to lose
She broke down In hysterical sobbing
and the doctor let the grief spend itself.
Come, she said s%oothlngly in a short
time. Il will 60 with you to get your
money, and l promise you l will leave
nothing undone to find your daughter.
Be of good cheer. We shall succeed. ]
am sure.'
The week passed by, and DR.. Mary
could come upon no trace OF the lost
girl. AT stated intervals Sarah Hilton
brought her sad questioning face to the
office, only to take 1t away again with
the cloud untitled.
One slushy day In February, the
doctor looked up from her medical
Journal as the Office door opened. II
was a girl not over 20, with a hard face
"a girl dressed all too well for Riggs
Court. Her gown of cheap silk was
in the prevailing fashion, her rough
Jacket fitted her slender shape stylishly
her dark, abundant hair was crowned
by a velvet hat almost covered with
feathers. Rings and bracelets adorned
her ungloved hands, and cheap earring;
flashed under the heavy coils Of hair.
Her bold, black eyes met DR.. Mary's
serene hazel ones unabashed.
Say, can you come to No. 20 to Set
MINI She's my chum an she's carryln'
on awful. Says there's tigers in the
room waiting to carry her of. You'll
get your pay. Don't be afraid of that.
She laughed recklessly, but her glance
fell q trlfe, now, before the doctors
calm plying gaze.
DR.. Mary could diagnose the cast
almost without leaving the chair.
Riggs Court was noted for its periodi.
cal delusions concerning tigers, snakes,
etc.
Nevertheless she put on her hat and
sacQue, took up her medicine case and
followed the girl.
Up narrow, broken, filthy stairs on
which were huddled groups OF lighting,
tearing, swearing c~hildren-just the age
of your dainty darling, my lady, whom
you will not suffer the winds to Wilt
roughly.
Up this teaming stairway. with peril
to life and liInb-into a den where hnery
and squalor dwelt in hideous juxtaposi-
| ton. Ragged corsets and petticoats
hob-nobbed with dirty dresses of snowy
material, trimmed with tawdy laces.
Fragments of a moal stood on a rickety
table, and on the bed lay a girl whose
blue eyes were wild with the early
| stages of .delirium tremens. Her fair
hair was tossed over the pillow, her
| cheeks were burning, her white shout.
ders were visible through the torn
night-gown. DR.. Mary laid her cold,
soft fingers on the rapid pulse. Profess
| sional Interest and womanly sympathy
overcame her despair and disgust, as
| they had SO many tunes before in SINH
lar cases. More than this, her first
| glance at the girl had made her heart
throo quickly.
Blue eyes, fair complexion. handsome
teeth had been Sarah Hilton's de
scription. A swift prayer went "
| from DR.. Mary's soul as she Kept hel
eyes on the girls face and gave a few
directions to the n who had brought
her to the place. The latter entered
upon a voluble description Of MIN
| symptoms" DR.. Mary heard he
| YEARLY. With q gesture to lndicat,
| silence, she bent forward to examine
the PATIENTS eyes more closely. Tit
| girls ~incoherences subsidized under thu
| magnetism Of the Doctors cooling touct
and steady, plying gaze.
DO you hate me?' she whispered.
DR.. Mary shook her head and lait
wet cloths on the hot temples,
Il wanted you to come because ]
| thought you wouldn't be hard OF me,
Dr. Barrett was hard on me. He wa!
loud and cross. You won't be cross
will youY
The doctor began TO smooth and
braid the heavy golden hair.
VIII you go with He away lroM tuls
dreadful placer You will die If you
stay here.'
The girl shrank back with an impa'
tient movement.
Not to a hospitalp The women
| point their fingers at such as I am, in
a hospital
No. To a lovely, restful place In
the country, where a dear friend OF
mine lives, a friend who will be kind
to you.'
The other girl, who had been bustl.
| ing about tile room, making a pre-
| tense Of setting 1t in order, cast q sharp
glance towards the bed, then gazed
sullenly out Of the n miserable win
dow.
EN- will feel bad IL l leave her,
whispered the sick girl hesitatingly.
The powers Of light and darkness were
battling within her.
sDld you ever leave a widowed
| mother to feel bad-to break her heart
over youp' questioned the doctor with
a penetrating look. The time seemed
ripe for inquiry.
THE girl threw I'D her arms with a