Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1897-01-21

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nor yet in the streets all night
Finding him ~inyincibly resolute
about the money. Zanl replaced it in
der pocket. as hidden; bIt where to
procure lodging for the night she did
not know. on no consideration would
she return TO Mrs. Ratten'S. Alone
and without luggage she could not seek
shelter at that hour in the Craven
street hotel, much less III any other
hotel.
Il don't know where to 20" she said.
with Il weary sigh. There are strong
reasons why / cannot return to my
last lodgings, and il is too late to Sc
cure others"
Then rejoined Daft Billy, what
do you say 10 Snaggs' Rents?'
what are Snaggs' Rents?' queriel
Zana in hopeless bewildermcnt.
"Oh, nothing very genteel, you may
he sure he explained alphabetically,
since l live there; but better than
nothing on a cold night, and Joe's
mother will manage some sort of a
shake-down for you. She's Il rare one,
is Joc's mother. Why, what's the mat
ter? You're all Of q shiver!"
A sudden deadly chill had struck
Zana. Il am very, very cold" she re-
piled.
A sudden. deadly chill had struck
Xana. Il am very, very cold she re-
Piled.
"Thcn wrap your cloak well around
you and follow close on my heels"
c~ounselled her new adviser, shutting
along at a fairly brisk pace. Ever and
amor he turned his head as though to
assure himself that she was behind
him; and presently he halted near a
coffee stall.
You look persisted with cold" he
said pityingly. "A cup of hot coffee
will put some warmth into you, and
il you'll wait here in the shadow I'll
bring you one"
He might have added that he him
self was both cold and hungry: but
having only twcpence ~halfpenny in his
pocket he kept these facts to himself.
He brought Zana the coffee and Il slice
OF not very appctizing-looking cake.
"And y~ourself?' she asked, with a
van little smile.
'Oh. III do well enough, till we reach
the Rents" he answered hastily.
There's plenty to eat and drink there.
You'd be surprised how well Joe and
hlS lAsDlltI ipth dltcI LulugS-
Simple rs she was. Zana could not
help seeing through this harmless
falsehood; Daft Billy's friend Joe a
in all probability, as ragged and pow
erty-stricken as he was himself. For
the second time she placed Ter purse
in his hand.
II gave you this before she said
earnestly, because | saw that you
xx-Ftsc I'm xNraY4 ,,,I sgtov all - an,An;n.#
only a little gold and some silver. /
gave you the p0cketbook, which con-
tails a much larger sum, az an after
thought-because l had, as L believed,
no further need of ii. You have taught
me that 1t is my duty to live, not to
die; and to do this / must have the
means Of living. But the purse you
must and shall keep"
Daft Billy paused awhile in thought.
Very well, lady he answered at
length, ''have 1t your own way And
having so decided he gave practical eff
feet to his words by making n hasty
but rapid meal himself, and by pur-
chasing q large paper bagful of pro-
visions for hone consumption. They
then resumed their way. Onward
through dingy, narrow, ill-lighted
streets. through slums and alleys.
characteristic of that mysterious re-
gion which lies between Holborn and
Fleet street, until they arrived ut Il
large, drea~ry-looking tenement house.
"Thls is Snagg's Rents remarked
Billy. There are four flights of stairs
to be climbed and you'll have to be
careful, for some of the steps are bro
ken"
Scarcely able to repress a little shud-
der of disgust, Zana followed him up
the stairs. dimly lighted at each land
ing by evil-smelling lamps. Finally
her guide reached a door situated, as
he had said, upon the fourth story.
You won't mind waiting here a min
ute or two. will you Lady," he inquir- |
ell ~neryously. you see, I'd like to
give Joe's mother 4 chance of tidying |
the place up a bit"
And taking her assent for granted,