The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1891-05-21
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Bessie withdrew, scrubbing her cheek
with a ragged pocket handkerchief. The
two men looked at each other.
you're man." said Torpenhow
Elm afraid I've been a fool. 1t isn't our
business to run about the earth reforming
Bessie Brokes. And a woman of any kind
has no right on this landing"
4 "Perhaps she won't come back"
ssShe will if she thinks she can get food
and warmth here. I know she will, worse
luck. But remember, old man, she isn't a
4 woman, she's my model, and be careful"
soThe idea! She's dissolute little scare
crow-a gutter-snippet and nothing more =
$50 you think. Wait till she has been
fed little and freed from fear. That fair
type RECEIVERS itself quickly You won't
know her in week or two, when that abb
ject fear has died out of her eyes She'll be
too happy and smiling for my purposes"
But surely you're taking her out of
charity?-to please me!"
II am not in the habit of playing with hot
Goals to please anybody. She has been sent
from heaven. as l may have remarked be-
fore, to help me with my Melancolia.r
s'Never heard word about the lady be-
FORE
whats the use of having friend, if you
must sling your notions at him in words {?
You ought to know what I'm thinking about.
You've heard me grunt lately?"
Gwen So but grunts mean anything in
your language, from bad baccy to wicked
dealers And don't think I've been much
! In your confidence for some time"
ut was high and soulful grunt You
ought to have understood that it meant the
Melancolia." Dick walked Torpenhow up
and down the room, keeping silent. Then
be smote him in the ribs. 'Now don't you
see It'll Bessie's abiect futility, and the ter
ror in her eyes, welded on to one or two de-
tails in the way of sorrow that have come
under my experience lately, likewise some
orange and black-rwo keys of each. But I
;an. explain OH an empty stomach"
1T sounds mad enough. You'd better
stick to your soldiers Dick, instead of
Numbering about heads and eyes and ex-
periences."
Think so?" Dick began to dance Oh his
heels singing:
They're as proud as turkey when they hold the
ready cash
| You ought to ear the way they laugh and
joke;
got the ready money
| Ow! but see 'Cm when they're all stone
DrO-0.
! Then he sat down to pour out his heart to
Maisie in four-sheet letter of counsel and
encoura cement, and registered an oath that
he would get to work with an undivided
heart as soon as Bessie should reappear
The girl kept her appointment implanted
and unadorned, afraid and overbold by
turns. When she found that she was
merely expected to sit still she grew
! calmer and criticised the appointments of
the studio with freedom and some point.
She liked the warmth and the comfort and
the release from fear or physical pain. Dick
| made two or three studies of her head IN
monochrome, but the actual notion OF the
Melancolia would not arrive.
'What a mess you keep things in" said
Bessie some days later when she felt her
self thoroughly at home. IT s2pose your
| clothes are just as bad. Gentlemen never
think what buttons and tape are made for"
II buy things to wear, and wear 'em till
they go to pieces. don't know what Tor
penhow does"
Bessie made diligent inquiry in the latter's
room, and unearthed bale Of 9isreputable
socks. FSofne of these I'll mend now" she
said, land some I'll take home. D'you
know, I set all day long at hone dong
nothing just like lady, and 10 more MOTTO
ing them other girls in the house then if
they was so many flies? I don't have any
unnecessary words, but | put EN- down
quick, I can tell you, when they talk to me.
No; it's ito nice these days, ] lock tho
door ira trey can only call me names
through the keyhc1e, and i sit inside Just
like lady, naending socks. MIR. Torpen-
how wears his socks out both ends at once. !"
"Threo guild a week from me and the de-
lights of my society No socks mended.
Nothing from Torp except a nod on the land
ing now and again, and all his socks mend
ed. Bessie is very much woman, thought
Dick, and he looked at her between half
shut eyes Food and rest had transformed
the girl, as Dick knew they would.
'sWhat are you looking at me like that
for?" she said, quickly. "Don't You look
regular bad when you look that way You
don't think much O. me, do you"
THAT depends OF low you behave"
Bessie behaved beautifully Only it was
forth into the gray streets. She very much
preferred the studio and big chair by the
stove with some socks in her lap as an ex-
|
come in, and Bessie would be moved to tell
strange and wonderful stories of her past,
! and still stranger ones of her preaent inn
proved circumstances. She would make
them tea as though she had right to make
| it and once or twice on these occasions
Dick caught Torpenhow's eyes fixed on the
trim figure, and because Bessie's fittings
about the room made Dick ardently long for
Maisie, he realized whittier Torpenhow's
thoughts were tending. And Bessie was
exceedingly careful of the condition of Tor
penhow's linen. She spoke very little to
him, but sometimes they talked or the land
ing.
ct was a great fool, Dick said to himself.
Il know what red freight looks like when
mans tramping through strange town
and ours is a lonely, selfish sort of life at the
pest. l wonder Maisie doesn't feel that
sometimes. But / can't order Bessie away.
That's the worse of beginning things.
One never knows where they stop"
One evening, after sitting prolonged to