Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-03-24

If II were indeed Ulyssai But Of that there
could be no doubt for even as unazernent
at her poor attire. her attitude Of serving,
went through vsrcarnp. the gfri's Dark eyes
fell upon the young man citing In honor al
the brides right hand And as she saw
him she olapped a quick hand against her
aprons high bib and turned very white. and
stepped back and away.
Didn't you know herr asked Lobslia.
She's changed considerable. ! think shes
heaps better lookin', myself: only shs WORKS
hard and IL kind OF run down sTasu't M
JOKE losin' all you got"
All YOU got Ny iandi 'sint you hsardf
now Lys uncle that had charre Of Der
proputty went and speeerlated Win u and
,ost every centS-sure 'nough. 'slnr yoa7
aaes: ne put out when he found what hs'd
done. and left his wife n baby vstbout 4
roof Mn They're hidin' in boKhouss
gone real noble She got q place 20 work
here with the Joneses- -Twasn't cav FOR
Lys TO buckle down TO suoh- SHE'D he~es
nsd to vet her hands ell her La Iona. I
eeclare it makes me right sick 20 see hsS
washin' dishes. She wasn't mower tr~tfy.
put she had the whitest little hands I most
vorcamp sim held fast 10 HI. Knife ana
fork He had forgotten The gir1 beside
PIN A strange pang locked his lbs. in
BIS throat was something which hurt
made him Jerk away from the table and
rise and turn TO the door,
Anything the matterf> rose an snxious
No" mutsered vercamp; no v.ns q
breath Of air."
Better hev taste OF Buck creek- i'd
v1sed Jones. But Vercamp pushed the hask
He laid his hand upon the damp vfper7 Of
the side porch. To his left a yellow qusd-
| ransle lay upon the yard-the luminous re-
production OF the kitchen window. beyond
1t a narrower CLEAN Indicated o door s5sx;
and a moment later Vercamp Rad his loot
on the single stone placed for a step at the
kitchen threshold.
The room had the disorder which accom-
panles unusual occasions. but Fercanp did
| not notice anything whatever, being ut
| .erly engrossed with the figure on the wood
settle beside the stove
| Olyssa, with her small rough fingers lao
/ ed together IN the sagging space OF her
blue cotton lap. sat there, gazing straight
! up at the onion-draped beams overhead.
mournfui or appealing. as Tercanp had so
often seen her. She simply sat there very
still with the tragedy OF complete impas-
! sive despair IN her wide clear eyes
"Ulyssar' cried Vercamp. The word was
3olted from him with vigor which brought
her instantly to her feet "Oh, Ulyssai on,
you poor little dearl living IKE thie-you
living Ike thlsi ] never knew about II tili
| Just now, Clyssa- i never even dreamed
OF such thing happening TO you And
| when heard IL. I knew why kept think
ing about you SO much. why I wanted TO
|
you. and-and snatch you Up IN my arms
ard protect you fron1-from everythingr'
cried Nercamp, looking hercely around. as
IL the tin pans and iron pots were waiting
to fall upon Clyssa- and he Dared them 70
attempt ii. And, oh, Ulyssa- Just hap
pened TO think of it-rm better OF than
| used to be; and you shall have back eyury-
thing you've lost-the house the chain, the
rlngFf only you'll take mo with 'em.
honey"
Ulyssa stood wiceeyed You're real
good to pity me 50 much" she Quavered
Of her hand at last We'll. II c6is Is ply
He broke of. warned By q item Nrx
Jones, carrying the empty co1ss pot stood
speeches. in the doom
| Ulyssa wheeled round, blushing hiffng her
face in the blue apron But vsrca-np snaI-
ed Joyously on his hostess
1lyssa's going 70 marry me- In, ss1d
VIII you bake our wedding cakA ~
Jonesr'