The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-01-11
NAV let me keep outer my wages and my

grips"
The grips, suppose. were Reme's tips,
whlcn ne received on various occasions.
Mawll git her enforcement in two
weeks, she says" Rene went on gioomily,
and she lows to go back t. the country
rlght straight, but / amt going with her
If you all will keep me-"
Reme's prediction came true With
profusion of thanks for our kindness, Vic
tory gave us warning. She was going
Dack III three weeks to her own house
We couldn't complain as far as we were
concerned, especially as she had hunted
up new cook of great gifts in sauces and
salads taccording TO her former employer),
neat, industrious, indeed lacking little of
perfection except a good temper.
Rene, on this official confirmation, as it
were, OF his fears, became walking statue
OF gloom. 1t was at this period that he
broke royal Worcester plate and three
cut glass wine glasses all of which.
OF course, just slipped from his
hands while he wasn't doing nothing"
bis misery over the wreck was such that
hate hadn't the heart to seold him.
lie came TO us later, and begged Kate
not to take any money out of his wages,
due the next day
Nav she sayd you'd keep most all, y he
whimpered, "'cause they're the incest kind
OF dishes and cost a terrible sight, she says.
But II you'd please not this month I'll
sure work for you all next month
Kate treasured him. She wasn't going
to take his money, but why was he so anx-
lous to have the wages this month?
Then Rene confessed that his father was
IN town and so was Mr.. Thompson.
And Thompson, he's all fixed up"
cried Rene, "out of our money. In q black
preacher coat and silk hat. Oh he looks
mighty line. But paw does look pint blank
gashly. You see, Mrs. Temple. he did ben
SICK ever since he went home the last time,
and the house where he ben burned down
and he lost his good clothes and ever cent
er money, and now he's come here all
ragged, amin to git some work and some
clothes and make it up to NAV. And |
don't want NAV c see him in his rags, and
Thompson strutting round in his high hat.
80 | was reckoning I'd buy him some
clothes.'
We sympathized with Rene. but as it
turned out our sympathy came to naught.
Either Nictory's lawyer got the divorce
sooner than he expected, or Victory, her
self, found the money sooner; anyhow, a
few evenings later, Kate came TO me to
say that Thompson was calling on Vic
tory. | at once wanted to look at new
experiment in buildings, left in the "eold
closet" to reach which one must pass
through the kitchen.
True enough, there sat a smug-faced, six
scSe hSSto, Gil OfCi I'LL q p4dNn
broadcloth, with a gorgeous gold watch
chain and dazzling linen.
Victory would not let us pass without
introducing him.
1t was at this moment that there came
timid kind of half-hearted knock at the
door.
Victory opened it and absolutely stag
gered back. MY Lawd, Lige!" she
screamed, 'whut's got ye?"
Lige. indeed it was, and forlorner spec
tacle than he presented is difficult to pict-
ure. He looked sick and wretched, and
his clothes were no better than rags.
What contrast to the Respondent
thompson
Yes, vict'ry, it's me, said poor Lige.
II know l Amt fit T. come Z see We in SIGH
cloes, but did wanter see we so bad!
All Victory said was, "Mymy! niymy.
Lige!"
By this time--for half unconsciously
Victory had opened the door-Lige had
shambled into the circle of light. He saw
Thompson. As if by magic, his humility
was rent from him; his limp form straight