Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1896-11-27

ViwoiiI street aud reached the point
where they usually parted. The girl
stopped. but the man went on.
AREN'T yer poin ter sell out, JoeY'
she queried timidly as no turned In the
direction of the river
'Wot for?'
Tho tone and the manner puzzled her
more than the words.
For moment they stood confronting
each other, the face OF the man working
oonvulsively and the girl features con.
traoted with pain.
Blaokfriars bridge was crossed in 81
lencc Turning into Stamford street abe
whispered hoarsely; I'm sorry for yer.
Joe but IL it's hard ON yer it's rough
on iue Anything as yer ars'd me to do.
Joe-anything as cud do o. meself like
Id do ut, mate. without sayin why
or wherefore. But sem the ole man TO
the workus--I can't do that lad.
know yer think / orter, but ! can't Joe
II can't do ut. I"
"a pretty fool yer made o. mo now.
amt yer? l Civ up tho booze an cut
tomnios wen tux up wiz yer, Liza.
but ye'd SEQ me Mt blazes sinner AN
CIV up that drucken ole wagabone wot
lives on yer. an perwents yer havin a
man as nd DO good to yer.
1T nd break me heart, Joe, ter ave
i'm die In tho worlsus Z"
"Yer thinks bloomin sight more Nv
wrong un than yer does nv u right
un. said the man savagely.
She gave him look which must have
convinced him of his error, but blinded
by passion he refused to see.
well, no snarled. lone of uz 'as
got ter scoot-him or me, There amt
room fer two
The girl made no reply and they went
on, But silence was too oppressive and
sitting Near Waterloo station the man
spoke again.
How much yer TUX, 'Liza?'
Tho question was abrupt, but the
tone was friendly. It indicated a change
of feeling.
Sewing M three, "
He extended his hand. She put the
money into IL without word.
Meet me at the Garding In the
mornin, Liza, and I'll stock the baskit
for yer" said he, returning her nine
pence.
1t was curious transaction. but the
explanation was probably to be found In
the despairing utterance Of the woman
Hes 'ad 'em awful bad agen. Joe.
LARS night 1t wur that dreadful
She stopped, warned by the cloud that
was sweeping up over her companions
brow.
The mans countenance had suddenly
darkened, sparks from the neither fires
danced in his eyes, the old, hard. win.
dictive look had returned.
II wish he may die. i wish he wur
deadr' he muttered fieroely
'Oh, Joe. Joe. IL yer love me. dun say
thin words" entreated the girl.
II says 'em COS loves yer; COS it's
on'y i'm wot's a keepin yer frum man
AZ wants ter make "A Apply woman Nv
yer. says EN- cos means EN-. No
Tense ter yer, Liza"
"Y'ain't bad sort, Joe. F." said the
girl. turning her swimming eyes full
on him, "but yer bit down on the olo
man" lilo gave the barrow an unncoes-
sarily vigorous shove.
'1'm goin inter tho Cut, Liza. ter
finish. No. I amt dun 80 dusty'---an-
swering tho question the girl had put
to him half an hour before. II started
out wiz dozon. an this yere's tn on'y
ono loft. " He emptied the contents Of
tho basket on the 'oard. II shall knock
EN- In the 'Cut' AT cppenoo. 'Tain't
orfen they SEQ cherries them in New
Out. They're city fruit. are. Try
'en. p" He filled bag q ave IL to
her. "I'll look roun after ont"
As no walked away bis eyeA wed
her 'Sbe thinks bloomin n too
much. she do, o. that druoken ole scamp.
her father. no growled. staring after
the retreating figure. "but amt all
fool. mate. Grit's wuth gold
-
In the third pair back OF tenement
house In Lambeth girl was kneeling
by the side Of bod. A paper bag was
lying on the coverlet. and some cherries
had fallen on the floor. On the bod lay
the body Of u man. The room reeked
with the fumes Of whisky. The long,
1.-the fingers Of tho girls right hand
were clasped convulsively round the
hand OF tho motionless figure extended
on the bed.
Joe" she moaned. "Joe. lad. ye've
got yer wish. The ole man'll mover rifle
yer any more. love yer, mate, dearer
than life, but it's thin words o. yourn
ns shall hear, an not parsons, on tho
day yer takes me inter church. st.
James Budget.