, 1898-08-16
have the pleasure of giving q a lift. n

| q the pleasure of giving You a lift, u
Beatrix hesitated one momen then
| she answered frankly: '.Thank YOU sc
much. You know Jennie. that poor
crippled child 1 told you about. Well.
T! I have had q note from her this morn
ing to say her mother is yery ill. and
there is no n to do anything for her. u
Gerald Morton looked admirinply
| down at the fair face beside him. II
was the young men of Hillchester who
had given Beatrice Harcourt the name
| of '.the fair pbilanthropist." and II
spoke we'll for the girl that even in the
| fastest circle her name was never men.
| toned but with respect.
When Beatrix reoched the little cot.
taee, which Law close to a wood five
miles from Hillchester. she found every.
thing in a state of confusion. One
glance at the Door woman showed her
| to be in a high state of fever and slipbt.
" delirious, while an omipous crimson
rash was beginning to make it's annear.
ance on her face and neck
"Why, Jennie, your mother has tbs
feyeri" Beatrix exclaimed ran;dlv
Haven't Won sent for n doctor. child;
And is there no neipbbor who wouId
come and help to nurse herr"
II wrote to the doctor. miss. wben
sent yonr note. Int he has not been
here vet. and as IN neipbbors miss
there are nome for n mile or more
All the morning Reatrix waited. do.
ing all she could for the poor sick won.
an. and the afternoon was we'll IN its
way when the welcome ran. which snre.
" told of the DOCTORS annearonce
sounded at The door.
Beatrix literally flew TO omen if and
found herself face to face not with the
doctor. but with the vicar.
For tn. last month. ever since tbe
eossip q Gerald Mortop-in fact
matters had been rather strained no.
tween the vicar and his fancee Int all
was forgotten nov as in tho mnnIso
of the moment Reatrix exclaimed :.
"You must not come in here :Jobn or
toucb me-. Mrs. Carr has the fever !"
For a moment a look of keen ANXIETY
darkened his grave blne eves and tho
next Mr.. Kenrick had folded the SLIGHT
form close in his arms as be mnrmnred
brokenIv "Tr;rie my own brave d,r-
ling. would YOU have me n greater COW.
ard than vonrseIf2n
With his arms still about be, she
told him how Gerald Morton had driven
her tn the cottage in the morning ada.
inc "Tt w,a we'll be did for should
have been an bour lotor md .Jonn;e
and her mother we're nn;te alone
..Tr;x will Won forcive mo for LOT
ting that horrid scandal trouhle me
even for me moment. Dear heart I fool
l shall never forgive myself"
"Yes. I will forgive Won ,, Tr;1 nm
swered payly. The last shadow zone
from her honest ewes. "onlv Won must
never do il again. ms tbe children say"
A fortnight later all H@illchester was
thrown into n state of dire CONSERVATION
by the news that Beatrix Harconrt had
scarlet fever and was moreover en-
dangerously ill that the local doctor nj.
most despaired of her life.
It happeped during one of the worst
DAYS of Beatrix's illness that Mrs
Morris and her friend. Mrs MAYNARD
were walking nv tbe dr;ve pate LEADING
To Beatrix's home, To their astonish.
ment thew saw n large crowd of neonle
waiting inst outsidc tbe =
with babies in their arms. girls who
had stolen a few Minutes ont of their
dinner hour. even one or two tall youths
and laboriuy men,
In a the door opened, and a
maidseryant smoke n few words tn the
anxious watchers. Evidently it was