Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-04-27

at the entrance of the House. Beatrice paid
the cabman his shilling, thanked him, and
entered, only once more to find herself con
fused with vision of white statues, marble
floors, high arching roofs, aud hurrying
people. An automatic policeman asked hel
what she wanted. Beatrice answered tina,
she wished to get into the House.
"Pass this way, then, miss-pass thi,
way" said the automatic officer in voice
of brass. She passed, and passed, and fin
ally found herself in lobby among a crowd
Of people of all sorts-seedy political touts
Irish priests and hurrying press men. Al
one side of the lobby were more policemen
and messengers, who were continually tax.
ing cards into the House, then returning
and calling out names. Insensibly she
drifted toward these policemen.
Ladies' gallery, miss?" said voice
your order, please, though think it's
full"
Here was fresh complication. Beatrice
had no order. She had no idea that one was
necessary.
81 haven't got an order, )" she said family.
II did not know that must have one. Can
I not get in without"
"Most certainly moi, miss" answered the
voice, while its owner, suspecting dyna-
mite, surveyed her with a cold official eye.
Now make way, make way, please"
Beatrlce's gray eyes filled with tears, as
she turned to 60 in bitterness of heart. So
all her labor was in vain, and that which
would be done must be done without the
mute farewell she sought. Well, when
sorrow was so much, what mattered little
more? She turned to 60, but not unob-
served. A certain rather youthful member
of Parliament, with an eve for beauty in
distress, had been standing close to her,
talking to a constituent. The constituent
had departed to wherever constituents go
and many representatives, if asked, would
cheerfully point out locality suitable to the
genus, at least in their judgment-and the
member had overheard the conversation and
seen Beatrice's eyes fill with tears. "What
lovely womanl' he had said to himself,
and then did what he should have done
namely, lifted his hat and inquired if, as a
member of the House, he could be of any
service to her. Beatrice listened, and ex-
planned that she was particularly anxious to
get into the ladies' gallery.
81 think that can help you, them" he
said. "As it happens lady. for whom 1
got an order, has telegraphed to say that
she cannot come. Will you follow me?
Might ask you to give me your name?"
Mrs. Everston," answered Beatrice,
taxing Ine urSt tnat came Into her head.
The member looked little disappointed.
He had vaguely hoped that this lovely
young creature was unappropriated. Surely
her marriage could not be satisfactory, or
she would not look so sad.
Then came more stairs and passages, and
formalities, till presently Beatrice found
herself in kind of birdcage, crowded to
sufocation with every sort OF lady.
I'm atraid-I am very much afraid"-
began her new found friend, surveying the
mass with dismay.
But at that moment stout lady in front
felt faint with the heat and had to leave the
gallery, and almost before she knew where
she was, Beatrice was installed in her place.
Her friend had bowed and vanished, and
she was left to all purposes alone for she
never needed those about him, though some
of them looked at her hard enough, wonder
ing at her form and beauty, and who she
might be.
She cast her eyes down over the crowded
House, and saw vision of hats, and COL
lars, and legs, and heard tumult of sounds;
the sharp voice of a speaker who was rapid
ly losing his temper, the plaudits of the
Government benches, the Interruptions from
the opposition-yes, even yells, and hoots,
and noises, that reminded her remotely of
the Growing of cocks. Possibly, had she
thought of it, Beatrice would not have been
greatly impressed with the dignity of an
at the doors of which so many of its
members seemed to leave their manners, with