Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1896-10-15

give shillingsh for the Lotsh."
day to commence her journey. She
did not expect, or even wish, to sleep;
yet scarcely had her head sunk upon
her pillow when Ter fatigue overcame
her excitement and cast her into a
deep sleep that lasted until morning.
Day was dawning when she awoke
| with start and a sudden recollection
of her purpose. ~
She sprang from her bed and COM
menced cautious but hasty prepare
| lions for her flight.
When quite ready, she took her bun
dies in her arms and silently descend
ed the stairs until ehe reached the mar
| row entrance hall. She softly glided
along this hall until she reached the
| front door. She unlocked the door,
passed through it, closed it behind
her. and went forth alone into the
world.
The street was, at this hour, more
deserted, still and silent than at any
other time of the day or night. The
latest wayfarers had long since re-
tired, and the earliest were not yet
asttr. The rows of houses on each
side the street presented long, dark
lines of 1nbroken gloom and quietness.
For moment Amelia stood before
the door she was about to leave, and
| looked up and down the street in per-
| plexity where to first direct her steps.
| Then she turned up the street and
walked briskly in the direction of the
city.
It was growing quite light, so that
by the time she reached London
Bridge the sun was rising and throw
ing fleece Of golden glory over the
waters of the river.
She crossed the bridge and hurried
| onward up King William street until
she reached the shop of Jewish deal
er in secondhand clothing.
She entered this shop, united her
large bundle, displayed it's contents on
| the counter, and inquired of the Jew
ess in attendance:
"Wbat will you give for these?"
GLOW mush do you wantshY asked
the woman.
81 think they are worth three
pounds, but you may have them for
two," replied Amelia, hesitatingly.
1.-TWO poundsh! You are jokinsh,' -
said the Jewess, turning the half-worn
dresses over in disdain.
"What will you give me for them,
then?" inquired Amelia, impatiently.
Give shillingsh for the lotsh.''
''That will not do" replied Amelia,
beginning to tie up her bundle.
"Stopsh, stopsh, letsh talk little
mOre,' said the woman, OBTAINING her
customer.
Amelia paused, and a little more
bargaining ensued, in which, as q
matter Of course, Amelia was cheat
ed. Impatient to be off, she closed
the sale, disposing of her wardrobe for
the sum Of ten shillings, and left the
house.
Keeping nearly due south, she
walked on until In due cours eof time
she reached the. Kings Gross Railway
station.
1t was now o'clock.
She entered the ticket Office and
asked when the next train would
start. She was told at ten minutes
past the hour. This gave her just
time enough to get a cup Of coffee and
bun at the pastry-cook's stall, oplo-
dte the Office.
Whsn she had partaksn Of this re-
freshment that her long walk had
made 50 necessary, she went up to the
third-class ticket window, laid hel
half sovereign upon the ledge, and In
quired Of the clerk:
GLOW far on this line will this mon
ey take me?"
Instead Of answering her question
the clerk regarded her with such q
look of suspicion that she hastened t.
say:
IL have just lost my father, an(
have no relations here In London.
wish to. &c. north. where | have {