The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-02-22


panied by piercing shrieks, and the sound
of hurrying feet. Aunt Hannah made .
dash at the bell, exclaiming:
HAS the devil broken loose?''s The
door was flung open, and the servants
dragged in Sally. She resisted violently,
kicking, plunging and swearing like 9
TROOPER. Bridget began: aAnd I do say,
sir, it's too bad TO go and bring home such
scum and expect decent people to sit with
her. She's half killed james,
ayes cried the housemaid, .'she up
with a plate and broke it over his head,
and he's mass of gore in the kitchen this
minute"
aCome here, Sally!' cried Kenneth,
sternly. They released her. and she stood
before him with flashing eyes and cheeks
flushed with the glow of combat An old
her-it was half torn off now; her matted
hair had been combed out and rolled up.
it lay on her shoulders now in shaggy
mass: and. as Aunt Hannah said, she
looked a little demon. But when Kenneth
took her in hand and spoke kindly the
flash in her eyes turned to tears.
sally, what have you been doing? How
dare you attack James?"
What cali 'ad he to lay 'ands on yer
boots?''
What on earth does she mean?''
ssWhy, sir, after breakfast James began
TO clean your boots as usual, and she new
at him like a tiger, tore them out of his
swore she'd kill him. And as for her lam
guage-"
If he touches them again I'll cut his
liver OUT" interrupted Sally.
'.Now, look here, girl!" Aunt Hannah
began.
Zone moment, aunt" said Kenneth,
turning Sally's tear-stained face to the
light. AT his touch the hunted, wild beast
look passed from her eyes; then he said:
Now, Sally, listen. l want you to forget
your savage ways, and be a good child. If
you use bad language and frighten and
hurt people, you must go back to Cow
court, and shall be sorry tried to save
you from your father. l know it will be
hard for you at first; but all good things
sorry you hurt him, and I'll promise that
every day You are good you shall clean my
boots yourself"
''Blest if won't try, and I'll go this
moment and ak his blooming pardon"
And, SO saying, Sally picked up her trail
"A perfect little savage" said Hannah.
1.-TWO years at reformatory might do
good; but doubt it"
II thought saw tears in her eyes,"
said Matte.
''And what handsome eyesr' said Ken
Meth
'.Now. Just answer me this" said Han
nah. what on earth made you bring
this vagrant here? You plunge into some
filthy court, get you head cut open and
have this creature flung on your hands.
II it is sentimental rubbish, you are
bigger fool than thought you. If you
fatter yourself it's philanthropy, you
have begun at the wrong end"
ut is a little of both. You do your
philanthropy in scientific, wholesale
way; am beginning mine with a small
retail sample. And it is sentiment, too,
for feel rather like knight who has res
cued a maiden, and is forbidden by the
laws of chivalry to abandon her."
'.Then, by the laws of the Round Table,
the knight is bound to wed the maiden,
and-I wish you JOY of your bargain"
"Well, aunt, let Sally have month
under your supervision, and then we will
hold another meeting upon her" The aunts
at last reluctantly agreed to give her q
trial. -
CHAPTER ".
The month passed and even Aunt Han
nah owned that there was ''good stuff in
that girl. Matte had her baptised and
called her Sarah Hope. Hope was a name
of good augury. She quickly fitted her-
self to the ways of the house. never for
got anything, never shirked her work
and only had two outbreaks-but they
were bad ones, and crockery flew about so
freely that Aunt Hannah tied her hands
behind her back and locked her up till
Kenneth returned. Never in Sally's life
had she known what it was to blush, but
when he saw those discreditable bonds a
flood of shame and contrition dyed her
young cheeks. This was the last of her
outbreaks. When the month was over she
was sent to Nurse Brown and the nearest
boarding school. Every Sunday afternoon
she went to Bedford Lodge, and soon Aunt
Hannah owned that Sally was growing
quite decent looking girl. She was indeed
rapidly changing in everything but in what
was unchangeable-her fidelity to Kenneth
and her love for him.
Six months after Kenneth's memorable
fight there was no little commotion in Cow
court one afternoon, for Biddy announced
her intention of Cooking up that CELL"
Out of dirty receptacle she produced
Kenneth's card. 1t had changed to dull
yellow, for whenever the famous tale was
told of how the young swell licked Tim"
the card was handed round to finish off the
story. The call was to be made in style.
So at O'Clock costermonger's barrow
with donkey harnessed to it was drawn
up at the entrance to the court; in the bar
row was placed an upturned fruit basket
and on to this Biddy was hoisted. The
crtuch went, too, as sign of her temporal
power in Cow court, and to be handy to
belabor the donkey with. According to
the tradition of the court the best female
headgear was shawl thrown over the
head, and thus attired Biddy drove through
the stately streets of the West. As the day
wore on she maintained her seat on the
basket with increasing difficulty, for it be-
came necessary for her to pause at sundry
taverns to refresh herself, and when she
reached Bedford Lodge her face was
a1ame. Many Migrants had stood at that
door, but never more diSreputable figure
than old Biddy. She did not limit herself
in the matter of bell pulling, and her peal
rang through the house.
go away" cried the maid, trying to
to come to the front door!'
NO you don't, my gell!" chuckled
Biddy, adroitly slipping in the end of her
crutch. I've come to see Mr.. Kenneth
Gordon; and don't go till I've seen him,
that's more" The housemaid was so as
tonished that her vigilance relaxed, and
Biddy established herself on the mat in
side. The maid called to the cook to keep
watch and ran to Aunt Hannah
"A dreadful woman in the hall! cried
she. IN see to herw And, like hawk
sweeping down on its quarry, she bore
down on Biddy. "Be off at oncer' she
cried. How dare you enter my houser,
STOW your jaw 20 said Biddy, unmoved;
and then she produced Kenneth's card,
and thrust it aggressively under Aunt
Hannah's nose. That's his card, amt it?