The Red Cloud chief., 1897-11-12

faint: she had not a sou IN her pocket.
and hunger. II seemed to her that her
last hope had gone.
Then she suddenly remembered that
a certain Miss Dove. a wealthy Eng
fish woman. had founded "A home in
Paris Tor her destitute rOuntrywomen.
She knew the address, 1t was nearer
than the British Embassy. She drag
ged herself and child to IL. She had
just sufficient strength left to ring the
bell, when she sank fainting GA the
threshold of The door.
When Marjorie again opened her
eyes she n lying in u strange bed,
and a lady with a pale. grave face was
still bending above her.
where am L." she cried. starting
up: and then she looked around for her
child.
\ cold hand was laid upon her fever
ishly burning forehead, and she vas
gently laid back upon her pillow.
"The child is quite safe" said a low,
sweet voice. I'VE have put him In a
cot. and he Is sleeping: try TO sleep,
too. and when you waken you will be
stronger. and YOU shall have the little
boy
Marjorie closed her eyes and moaued.
and soon fell into a heavy. feverish
sleep.
. Having seized her system, the fever
Kept its burning hold. and for many
DAYS the mistress of the house thought
that Marjorie would die; but fortunate
ly her constitution was strong; she
passed through the ordeal. and II day
she opened her eyes OF what seemed tn
her a new world.
For a time she lay quietly looking
about her. without "a movement and
without a word. The In which
she lay was small. but prettlly fitted
up. There were cruciiXes on the wall
and dimity curtains to the bed and the
windows; through the diamond panes
the sun was family shining; a cozy fire
filled the CRATE: on tho hearth sat a
woman. evidently a nurse: while on
the hearth-rug was lit-le Leon, quiet
as a mouse. and with his lap full OF
toys.
1t was so dreamy and so peaceful
that she could just hear the murmur o
life outside. and the faint cracking o
the fire on the hearth-that was all.
She lay for a time watching the TIVE
figures as in a vision; then the mem
DRY of all that had passed came bacl
upon her. and she sobbed. In a mo
ment the woman rose and came owe
to her. while little Leon ran to thu
bedside, and took her thin. white hand
Mamma" he said. don't cry!'
For In spite Of herself Marjorie fel
the tears coursing down her cheeks
The nurse said nothing. She smoothe'
back the hair from her forehead, an
quietly waited until the invalid's grie
had passed away.
: Then she said gently:
? do not grieve. madam. The wors
OF your illness is over. You will soon b
we'll"
"Have I been very ill?" asked MAJ
jorie, family.
"Yes, very III. We thought that 70
would die"
"And you have nursed me--you hay
saved me? Oh! you are very goot
Who-who are you~-where am I?'
T you are amongst friends. Thi
house is the home Of every one VIII
needs a home. 1t belongs to Miss FL
Their Dove. It was she who found 20
fainting on our doorstep, and too
you in. When you fell into a fever sh
gave you into my charge. l am on
of the nurses"
She added, quietly:
There, do not ask me more quel
lions, for you are weak, and must !
y very careful. Take this, and then.
you will promise to soothe yourself
the little boy shall stay beside yo
$ while You sleep"
Marjorie took the food that was O
fered to her, and gave the promise r,
@ quired. Indeed, she felt too weak
talk.
40 BIZ coNTISUEp.)