The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1891-05-21

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stood abashed and tingling from head to
heel
.sGood-by darling / didn't mean to scare
YOU I'm sorry. Only-keep well and do
good work specially the N1elancolia. I'm
going to do one. too. Remember me to Kami,
and be careful what you drink. Country
drinking water is bad everywhere, but it's
worse In France. Write to me if you want
anything, and good-by. Say good-by to the
! what-you-call-um girl, and-can't have an
other kiss? No You're quite right. Good
by"
! A shout told him that it was not seemly to
| charge up the mail bag incline. He reached
the pier as the steamer began to move on,
and he followed her with his heart
'sAnd there's nothing nothing in the wide
world-to keep US apart except her OBJ
stinacy. These Calais night boats are much
too small. I'll get Torp to write to the
papers about it, She's beginning to pitch
already"
Maisie stood where Dick had left her till
/ she heard little cough at her elbow. The
red-haired girls eyes were alight with cold
/ fame
HE kissed yout" she said. Chow could
| you let him, when he wasn't anything to
you? How dared you take kiss from him {!
Oh, Maisie, let's go to the cabin. I'm sick
deadly sick"
1--WE aren't into open water yet Go down.
dear, and I'll stay here. L don't like the
smell of the engines. Poor Dick He de-
served one-only one. But ! didn't think
he'd brighten me So"
Dick returned to town next day ju51S ia
time for lunch, for which he had telegraph
ed. To his disgust, there were only empty
plates in his studio. He lifted I'D his voice
like the bears in the fairy tale. and Torpen-
how entered, looking very guilty.
'H'sh" said he. Don't make such a noise.
took it. Gems into my rooms sSd ~!
snow you wny.'
Dick paused amazed at the threshold, for
on Torpenhow's sofa lay girl asleep and
breathing heavily The little cheap sailor
hat, the blue-and-white dress, fttcr for
June than for February, dabbled with mud
at the skirts; the jacket trimmed with inli-
tation Astrakhan and ripped at the shoulder
seams, the one-and-eleven penny umbrella,
and above all the disgraceful condition OF
the kid-topped boots, declared all things.
''Oh say, old man, this is too bad! You
mustn't bring this sort up here. They steal
things from the rooms"
cit looks bad, I admit, but i was coming
| in after lunch, and she staggered into the
hall. thought that she was drunk at first,
! but it was collapse. ] couldn't leave her as
she was, so I brought her up here and gave
her your lunch. She was fainting from
want Of food She went fast asleep the
minute she had finished"
II know something of that complaint.
She's been living on sausages. [ suppose.
Torp, you should have handed her over to a
policeman for presuming to faint in re-
spectacle house. Poor little wretch! Look
at that face! There isn't an ounce of i'm
morality in it. Only folly, slack, fatuous,
feeble, futile folly. It's typical head.
D'you notice how the skull begins to show
through the flesh padding on the face and
cheek bone:"
''What cold-blooded barbarian it is!
Don't hit woman when she's down Can't
we do anything? She was simply dropping
with starvation. She almost fell into my
arms, and when she got to the food she ate
like wild beast. 1t was horrible"
II can give her money which she would
probably spend in drinks. Is she going to
| sleep forever?"
The girl opened her eyes and glared at the
men between terror and effrontery.
Feeling better?" said Torpenhow.
eyes. Thank you. There aren't many
gentlemen that are as kind as you are"
when did you leave service?" said Dick,
, who had been watching the Scared ard
ehapped hands.
"H6w did vel know was in service. I
was. General servant. didn't like it,"
"And how do you like being your own
mistress.n
do BOX as if liked ita"
~ suppose not One moment. Would
you be good enough to turn your face to the
Window"
The girl obeyed, and Dick watched her
face keenly-so keenly that she made as if
TO hide behind Torpenhow.
THE eyes have it," said Dick walking up
and down, They are superb eyes for my
business. And, after all, every head de-
ponds on the eyes. This has been sent from
heaven to make up for-what was taken
away. Now the weekly strains off my
shoulders, can get to work in earnest,
Evidently sent from heaven. Yes. Raise
your chin little, please"
Gently, old man, gently. You're soaring
somebody out of her wits" said Torpenhow,
who could see the girl trembling.
! ''Don't let him hit me! Oh please don't
let him hit me! I've been hit cruel to-day
because spoke to a man. Don't let him
look at me like that He's regular wicked,
that one. Don't let him look at me like that.
neither! Oh, I feel as if l hadn't anything
on when he looks at me like that"
The overstrained nerves in the frail body
gave way, and the girl wept like little
child and began to scream. Dick threw
open the window and Torpenhow flung the
door back.
There you are" said Dick, soothingly
'sMy friend here can call for policeman,
and you can run through that door. Nobody
is going to hurt you"
The girl sobbed convulsively for few
minutes and then tried to laugh.
Nothing in the world to hurt you. Now
listen to me for minute. I'm what they
call an artist by profession. You know what
artists doc"
They draw the things in red and black
ink on the pop shop labels"