The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-07-25

slseruc. they should no more that night
,reouireEto turn outeiuto the damp and
unpleasant streets
Of those who yveresIl1rrying the most
10 reach their dwellings, was hand
some man of about twVenty-nine years
of age, who looked. as if he were some
what tired of existence in this world,
although it appeared to have dealt very
Kindly with him He seemed IN the
most robust health, and, from his dress
it might be though thatshe never knew
what il was to want single thing on
which he mad set.his heart.
He was clad in, a warm.fur overcoat,
through which 1t was impossible for
either tire keen, cutGhzgt wind which
blew along the street or she heavy rain
which feil. TO make the slightest ira-
preston. It's thick .foldsFkept out both
wind and rain. and neitner the one nor
the other affected him IN the smallest
degree. Notwithstanding this, Hubert
Mclean travelled rapEHy along the
pavement. He did this mot because he
was afraia&of being victor because of
the warm reception hef would meet
when once INC reached hissdwelling.
Hubert Macf4ean wasAone of the most
promising, indeed we ,raight say the
most promising, painter Of his day.
More in request than, any two of his
compeers he ba.aeffair to >outshine even
the most brilliant,of the present mem
beers of the Royal acatie1ay. handsome
and fascin&ting.slt was-a'wonder to his
friends that he mad not been made
happy Benedict years ago. He was
nattered and caressefi by society, which
RlwRys does-fafter those who are sue
cessfuE, whilst those who are merely
clever may rosStheir +own way In the
world without 81 taiing the least notice
of them beyond spurning their ad-
wances Brtsfew, If any, guessed what
bad effectuaay presented him from
falling prey to the naclinations OF
match gimotherse misunderstanding
daughters.
1t was onlysthe sday Before that lie
arrived in London }frorn'a long tour III
the colonies. where NE had been seek
Gng inspirationi for his work, and he
WAS hurrying' along to his hotel when
he suddenly sssnpped to look at and
speak to a very sbeaz,t iful but meanly
clad child onsthesio .stpath.
She had in her hands 4 small bouquet
Of flowers He bought the bouquet,
nnd no sooner had he done SO than the
little child made off, after thanking
him in csrFiousiy4 sweet voice, toward
her own home. Something in that
voice seemed to strike MacLean, for he
glanced at her and, half made up his
mind oo'follow her.
She made off as rapidly as she was
able TO- and she fi,ad very nearly got out
of sight among the crowd when the
Young man did ultimately make up bis
mind to follow her. As she made her
Way along the footpath she glanced
soncingiy into the windows which were
NOW covered over withssteam from the
heated and steaming edibles on view
therein.
Still on she went, followed now by
the painter. Not far had they gone ere
they turnedsAown a road at the end of
which was a large block of houses,
which it was evident were occupied by
very poor people ,indeed-people who
hnever knew where their next meal was
to come from.
The child ,paused az the bottom of the
STAIRS of one of theseshouses and then
burned as IF she had forgotten some
thing or other. A moment she stood
considering, and then she made off
hgain to a'little shop at the corner of
Hhe street. She entered and purchased
a nail7oaf, one which appeared to be
about large enough TO serve a baby of
two years old for a half meG :, or which
a healthy'girl'of the size of the child
might eat at mouthfuL She paid her
penny foriit, one she had drawn out of
her dress, and then tripped of. almost
as liChtfy,as If she had been able to
spend a guinea on a meal, back again
60 her home
MacLean followed her. and this time
bhe did not quite reach the step of the
door leading to the house where she
had stopped previously, when she
paused, aud giving a startled cry
dropped the loaf she had in her
hand, and 1uelt down near something
(which lay at the roadside One glance
Ii
was. As soon as she saw it she cried
out in low waihng to mes: "Oh. mother.
mother" The young painter, ever
ready 10 help a fellow mortal in dis
Eress, went up TO the little mite, and
found her on the ground beside a won-
ans form. Quite unconscious there she
Hay A lovely woman she had evidently
been. and still lovely she might be but
dor the pale, ,haGgard look which had
kettled down Aupon her features. That
aook was not accounted for solely by
she dead faint into which she had
fallen. From,the swcon she would. no
doubt quickly recover, but she was sui
'fering from disease from which so
mary die that it might. with advan-
tage, perhaps. be included in those mos.
fatal of all diseases-those which can
be cured, but which are not for lack of
means.
He took the woman in his arms, and
telling the little child to lead the way
he assembled the stairs OF the huge and
cornforsless house where the two re-
sided up to the garnet. and there en-
tered a room which told n tale in tho
most pisiful language 1t was tale
which would make the sympathetic
heart well nigh break with It's nathos-
1t was tale of the deepest poverty and
want On the few rags which served
for bed he laid the inanimate form,
he held in his arms His heart was sore
within him as he heheld the SIGHT
around him, and sending the child for