St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-12-25

Whitway. turning quickly, "when did
you leave Lumberton?"
| Sure, Mr.. Whitway, an don't we re-
| member that me husband came to New
York to go on the pClice?"
"Oh. yes; to De sure. Quite a we'll
paid business, too, l believe. | hope
he's doing well?'
"God grant it," said the woman, with
pious gesture, as he dropped her head,
.'scein' He TUX him to Himself"
! "Dead?" exclaimed Whitway; then
he continued gently, He's safe then;
| Mike was good man."
i, I'VE remember his name, thin?" said
the woman, her face Frightening. MAY
the saints preserve We, Mr.. Whitway.
An how is the wife an childer?o As
she spoke she looked at Whitway
keenly. The man. who didn't like to
be regarded in exactly that way, as
sumed some of his old manner, and an
swered quickly:
"Qulte well, thank YOU"
"An' have we all the help We made?
Pm workin' agin: Mikes pinsion from
the force isn't enough to take care of
all the childer. I'd lave the place where
am in minute to come to yez, if yer
not suited with the help We have"
81 do believe you would, you good
SOUL" said Whitwsy, "but''-he hest
| tated moment and then put OH grim
smile as he continned-"th kitchen is
being managed Just now by the best
woman who ever was in it--preSent
| company excepted"
"Ah, WE'LL thin" sighed the woman.
"But if ever we should made me, I'll
lave ould Frapp in a minute. His amt
the kind like. but a woman that's got
! a family to bring up must take work
where she can git it. Yell kape my
address, though. won't We? Mebbe Mrs.
Whitway might like to see the fine byes
and girruls Eve got"
She took bit of brown paper from
| the stall in front of her, borrowed the
| butchers pencil, and scrawled an adj
dress. while Whitway set his teeth.
| Frapp! To hear that rascal's name
again reused him anew to sense of his
condition-his helpless condition. How
strange that he should get it from such
Source-that he should be doubly re-
| minded or his prosperous days! He
was so absorbed in his thoughts that he
| babe the woman goodbye in an absent
| minded manner, and slowly walked
away and plodded his way homeward-
| travagance; besides, with his head
| aflame with rage, he could have walked
| ten times the distance that night with
out feeling fatigue.
! Had he looked backward as he
tramped along lie might have seen a
middle-aged Irish woman hurrying and
| putting through the throng not far be-
hind him, and getting many angry re-
| marks as her own market basket col
Iided with various pedestrians. AS
Whitway turned from one of the long
! avenues which are the arteries of New
York, the woman threw her shawl over
her head and quickened her steps. She
noted the house which he entered
and groaned and murmured, II might
ha' knowed 1T, from his clothes an the
LUX av his face. AM him such a fine
man, tool"
Then she made mental note Of the
street and number, repeating each to
herself several times before hurrying to
the home of her little family, not far
away, and then made her way to the
house where she was employed. She
was back again, though, within couple
of hours; she made all excuse to way
lay some one of about her own social
station who came out Of the house, and
little by little she learned much about
the condition of her old employers fam
lily, and even found out where WhitWay
was employed.
For weeks after Nora Caffrey carried
great load on her heart. There are
difficulties enough in the way of the
rich who wish to help tile poor, but
when the poor long to help their own
kind, whom they. nevertheless, think
arc above them, there is some heroic
struggling which never is appreciated
except at the Judgment seat. The
woman had too much natural delicacy
to call on her cd mistress, h.uch though
! she longed to look at her and the chill
! dren whom she, Nora, had loved before
she had children of her own. By
stealthy excursions, made at times when
| she was supposed to be delivering her
employers orders with butcher and
baker, she finally succeeded in looking
! at the children; they did not remember
her, which hurt yet pleased her, but
| one day she had the bliss of helping one
Of them, who was on her way to school,
across a street in which two wagons
were rapidly approaching each other.
| The act gave an excuse for asking queS-
tions.
rye lux too healthy to have always
| lived in this dreadful city," she said.
Where did We last come from?"
sway out West" was the reply.
AM is that so? An what made We
come away?"
| "A horrid old man named Frapp made
my father real poor"
"Ye don't name 1T What did We say
| Vas the name av him?"
'Frapp," the child repeated.
| Nora went back toher kitchen, with her
heart on fire and her head in muddle.
Her employer must be the man of whom
the child had spoken; she knew he had
come from the West and seemed to be
rich. But what could she do? First
she determined to leave his employ,