The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1894-08-01

Two of the dodgers puzzled the Ley
tons very much. Jim Beaded and his
wife rented the rooms under theirs Jim
was a burly, frank-looking fellow of
about thirty; his wife was not more than
twenty-five. rather pretty and of cheer
full. good-humored disposition, which
found vent in singing all the comic and
popular ditties of the day. In the day
time she managed to go through some
half-hundred songs in a style that was
very eXcruciating to Rhoda's ear. The
Leytons could not make out what Bea-
deFs occupation was. He seemed to have
nothing particular to do and spent the
greater part of the day at home. Liza
seemed very fond of him, and he of her.
except when he got tipsy on Saturday,
and then he was quarrelsome. She did
not make any fuss, but simply said:
Hes not nice when he gets booty
One day the Leytons remarked that
Beaded had not been at nome for two
or three days, and Liza seemed very
left her for a time, said BertrOd, who
felt a relief in turning from his own
troubles to discuss those of others.
The following day Mrs. Beaded got
caught in the rain, and very soon be-
came i'll, so i'll that the doctor had to be
called in.
"'E says it's inhimmition O. the
lungs" said the landlady to Rhoda.
''She is mortal bad and no mistike."
do you think she would object to
me going to see her?''
Bless yer art, no! She'd be precious
glad / bet"
And so Rhoda went to see her. She
needed careful nursing, and, weak as
she was. Rhoda determined to undertake
the task. for no one else seemed capa-
Bile or willing. Bertrod demurred a lit
tie: but RhOda silenced all objections by
a few quiet words that appealed to his
finer feelings.
When it was gossiped about from door
step to doorstep, RhOda rose in Dark
man-St. estimation. If not willing to do
it themselves. they could appreciate it's
being done. The other inmates of the
house in a rough fashion tried to help
her as much as possible--nursing Rhoda's
little Gertrude and tidying her room
acts which Rhoda hardly appreciated at
their proper value
Would not your husband come to see
you?' Rhoda Ventured to inquire of her
patient when confidence had been estab-
lished between them.
Mrs. Beaded looked at her inquiringly
and then said: He can't"
I'm sorry to hear that. I thought per-
haps you had-had quareled a little"
mot We" she answered with energy
Jim 'ud be here if he could
Would he not come if he knew how
i'll you were?''
"Jim's in quod." Mrs. Beaded answered.
half shyly, half proudly.
I'm quod," echoed Rhoda. ''Where is
that?"
why. in prison, of course
I'm PRISON.
Yes doing three months"
81 am sorry to hear that said Rhoda.
WAS he innocent?"
sHp was deupp6 uuluckV inns ORvar
been copied before. He's clever. Is Jim
and Il he'd been sober. he'd have been all
right
81 am sorry for your sake, he cannot
be with you Ithope he won't get-too
much drink again.
Amen to that II Jim'll keep sober
there's not a cleverer burglar in London"
Burglar Rhoda exclaimed in horror
Surely he's not that?"
That's Just what he Is" said Mrs
Beaded, excitedly and exultantly.
Rhoda told her husband. and he was
as much amazed as she was This is
what we are come to- he cried bitterly
'herding with robbers
Rhoda was afraid that he might for
bid her nursing Liza any longer, but, 70
her relief, he did not mention it,
Robbers wife she was, Mrs. Beaded
was grateful and, little by little, as she
got better, Rhoda found herself telling
her patient her history.
An. i Knew YOU were u iuAs anu al
'ad trouble. A nice father-in-law. Why.
my Jim is worth a CARLOAD o. SIGH"
Jim came out of prison just his wife
was able to do little for herself. He
certainly did not look In any worse
health for his enforced holiday. He tried
to express his gratitude to Mrs. Legion;
but 1t was a very awkward attempt
But he and his wife talked over matters
together, and at last he determined TO
give his gratitude a tangible shape. He
asked for an interview with Bertrod
which was accorded.
your missls been like a mother to my
missis, and I'm mighty grateful for it,
1 shouldn't ave 'ad the little CONAN
now, If 1t 'adn't been for your missis.
Now, I've card, sir. as you've come
down In the world-no offense meant
Everybody about ere can see you're
gentleman. You know what 1 am. Now
why shouldn't you join me and make
decent Twin? | wouldn't ave taken
my own father in partnership. for / can
work better on my own 'ook. But I'm
mighty grateful; and I'll go 'alf profits,
and put you up to the business"
Bertrod did not know whether to laugh
or be angry. Yet he could not but APP