St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1895-02-26

the man, pocketing certain bills; IT
hope you'll like the kid, for she's a
jim-dandy."
A strange information in the mans
voice caused the professor to trem-
BILE. There was a dismal silence for
several minutes, and then a high
pitched treble voice said:
rs you my uncle Arturo
The professor started, turned and
found the eyes looking up at him.
There was no mistake; they were
as black as a crows wing. So was
the hair that hung in tangles around
the olive brow.
The lips were red enough and the
teeth white enough; but those eyes
were dreadful.
lam your uncle, Mary" he said,
feebly.
Mamma said you'd be dood to
me. Mammals dead"
There was a queer monotonous
pathos in the speech. The professor
felt a new emotion. He did not
know what it was, but it made him
bend down and lay his hand gently
on the child's head, as he said:
I'll be good to you, Mary"
Den take off my fings."
This was more than the professor
had bargained for, so he called the old
woman. But the child refused to be
touched by her.
DO way" she said, with a most ma
Honont ay11rnSSinI1. aaGn 'yIroNy Won C
Uncle Art'ur to be dood to me. Don't
want ole womans. 1 scratch old wo-
mans"
The professor was fain to make an
attempt to take off the "fings." He
struggled bravely, and got the point
of pin in his finger, which drew from
him rude exclamation.
PIN 'tick?" gravely inquired Mary
1T did. as gravely answered the
professor.
We'll, you mus'n say no naughty
words" continued Mary cor you can't
go to heaven. My mammals dere. 1
wish I was"
And then the little black head fell
forward and tear or two fell
Prof. Arthur Brewster looked uncom-
fortably at the old woman for a mo-
ment. Then he motioned for her to go.
She obeyed, but when she peeped
through the keyhole a moment later
she saw the professor tenderly take
the gypsy-loolling mite in his arms and
mold 1t close to his breast, where the
tears ceased to flow and the unnatural
gravity resumed it's sway.
Il wants to see house., said Mary.
What house?" inquired the profess
sor
Dis house." replied Mary, plainly
marveling at his denseness.
Oh remarked the professor hum
bly,.
He took her by the hand and led her
from room to room
She shifted at the kitchen and viewed
her own little apartment with evident
coubt But when the professor was
ABOUT TO return to the sitting room.
passing the door of his study. she sud
denly stopped.
Wants to do in dere," she said.
"Oh, no." replied the professor. e.T
can't let little girls go in there
Den cry" said Mary, as if that
were an awful prediction.
~ uoli 40 tnat, answered her
uncle, hastily opening the door: walk
right i'm
ohe did SO, and calmly surveying the
apartment, nodded her head.
Like dis room. 1 stay here
On, you can't stay here, you know
Den 1 cry
vi course she stayed, and until SUD-
per time she worried the professor
worse than Laplace's nebular bvnotb-
esis ever had.
She pulled down the books, mixed I'M
papers, broke pipe and upset a lar
OF tobacco. Such things had never
happened before in the professors
sanctum, but in the presence of that
mirthless midget, with the praternat-
uralIy solemn countenance. he feIt
powerless
AT supper the child asked for all
sorts OF things that the professor SIM
posed were poisonous to children. and
all OF which he promised to have in
the mouse the next day, provided Mary
would not carry out her one dread
threat and cry.
But finally bedtime came, and then
Mary 'Hatly refused to allow the old
woman to undress her.
The professor perspired but he man
aged to get the little garments off. and
TO md in the poorly stocked trunk a
night dress.
ROBBED in the long white gown Mary
looked more than ever like a little
gypsy; but when, without a word of
warning she dropped on her knees be-
lore MN and murmured in her bro
heh language little prayer he thought
.nal she might not be SO painful bur-
den after all.
But the end was not yet. When he
had retired some hours later tn his
own bed, and was endeavorine to com
pose himself to sleep, he became aware
or the little figure standing beside his
pillow. -'
why Mary" he said, whatever do
you want noW?"