Virginia free press. (Charlestown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1832-1916, 1895-07-24

49, The man did not
III "a seem in the least
~ disturbed at their
jeers AN shrieks, but smoked on with
his eyes 6xed upon the q strip Of
sunset ky visible above the grimy
roofs.
Jeanne pushed her way IN.
whats the matter?'
''Yah-Dutchy Int e a blooming
soft Give a boy a shilling to 80 and
fetch 'm something 60 eat, and is Wit
ing ere for m. INT e a stylel Won
der 'ow long he'll wte?'
''Who is he2
"a blooming Dutchyl e carnt
speak no English, e carnt-'as to mike
signs-and nobody ere carnt speak
nothink else. INT e a softyl"
The girl paused, and looked at the
man there vas something in his pa
tient attitude that aroused her pity.
Some softer remembrance of the DAYS
before she came TO this great, wicked
London came over her. The mans
ewes, so blue, clear and bright, and
the healthy tinge of his wholesome
face, smote upon her with apang Of
recollection Of the honest Scottish
faces she had left with contempt for
their content, when she had started
forth TO see life in London.
She went up to the man, and signed
20 him to follow her indoors. She
tried to make him understand that he
had been robbed. The soft, gentle
tones that answered her we're quite
unintelhgibls he smiled, shrugged
has shoulders, spread his hands, and
looked at her with that calm trustful-
ness one sees in dogs and children.
She smiled, nodded, pointed up the
stairs. and then ran out of the house.
She returned with a loaf of bread and
q hall pound of sausages for him. and
a roll for herself she would make that
do; he was q stranger, alone and
friendless.
She put the things in has hand,
pointing down the street as if TO indi-
cate that she had brought the things
from the boy. He seemed to under
stand, took her hand and raised it 20
his lips the action was so simple, so
grateful, that she felt ashamed, and
ran up the stairs 20 her own room.
Her -comfortless breakfast Of a dry
roll the next morning made her a lit
tie regretful of her charity the night
before. ''He must shift Tor himself as
I have had to do, she thought, and
she went out % her days work.
When she returned in the evening
she found him standing outside his
door. He bowed and smiled, opened
his door, and showed his various pur-
chases on his table. He bad evidently
found his way round 20 shops.
She went up the stairs, feeling the
least little bit disappointed that he did
not require her help any more. He
seemed different from the jaded, vUl-
gar men and women she came IN con-
tact with in her city life. The air Of
the fields seemed TO cling to him still
She thought as she toiled up the weary
stairs how sweet the country must be
looking now. Was the sun shining on
the hills at home and making the
waters of the l0ch sparkle-the bonnie
hills that she would never see again ?
Friends were dead, and % "a tailoress
az twelve shillings q week it was in
deed a far cry 20 Loeb Ave.
Something was on her table. o little
sketch of a sweep OF wide hills, with
fr forests clinging 90 their sides, lit
tie cluster of houses with wide over
hanging roofs, and shutters 90 the WIN
dows. A figure was s@tanjing Ia the
doorway of one of the houses.
''That IS his house, Jcanie to
herself. .'What 81 funny ,-ing to do,
30 give me % picture OF it, i wish i
could send him back one Of Loeb Awe,
and orr house Up on the braes.
The next day was sunday; she
usually passed the morning Ia bed,
tired ont with her weeks work. When
she came down about the middle of the
day she met him coming in, evidently
In his Sunday best Could be have
been to church, Well, IL was clear he
had not learned the manners OF Eureka
Court yet.
She tried 60 express her thanks by
looks and smiles. He seemed TO IN
derstlnd, and laughed, and then she
felt with a quick touch of disnay that
he glanced IN surprise at her untidy
dress aud towzled hair. Jeanne did
not tidy herself until afternoons ;
then in an enormous hat and feathers,
and much becurled head. she per
smbulated the adjacent streets in com
panv with girls Of her acquaintance,
not vet vicious, only ignorant, van,
and craving for q little of that happi-
ness which seems TO all girls their
~birthright.
That same hair was IN papers now
she blushed as she recalled the fact
her hands were grimy, her face IN
washed HIS ewes noted II.
They did not meet again during the
week. but next Sunday morning found
Jeanne with her hSu out OF papers and