The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-07-02

arlstocratlc part OF the CITY, seVerai
miles from the humble street where
the Trovers lived. 1t required two
main car lines and two transfers to
take her to her destination, and it was
after 6 O'Clock when she reached the
place.
Mr.. Goldberg had commenced to
eat his dinner, but he came in to see
her at once.
"Well, my little girl" he said,
kindly, "what is it?'
Myrtle had studied out o speech
which she thought contained q very
neat explanation of the whole affair,
but, with his black eyes riveted upon
her face, the words took flight. So,
instead of speaking, she put her hand
into her pocket for the watch, which
she resolved to give him at once, let
what would follow. But at that mo-
ment her voice returned with increased
strength, and she started back with
shrill cry of alarm.
ooh" she walled, piteously. 1--WE
lost it. It's been stolen. Pick
pockets have robbed me"
"Have robbed you of what?" asked
Mr.. Goldberg, with considerable con-
Germ, for it.was plain that her agita-
ton was not assumed.
"The watch, the watch" she
sobbed. 81 was just returning it to
you. I've kept it ever since the fire.
And now it's gone. How can 1 ever
pay you for it,"
Then followed many incoherent,
jumbled-up sentences, to which Mr..
Goldberg listened patiently and from
which he finally caught an under
standing of the true state of the case.
"Well," said he, gravely, as she
paused in her confused recital, "what
are you going to do about it?'
sob, I'll pay you back some way, "
she replied, family.
"But how? Do you know how much
that watch was worth?"
"No, sir; not exactly" she STAN
mered, "but should Judge it would
have brought hundred dollars at the
very least. I wouldn't have thought
of paying that much for it. But
know can't save up that much inside
of year. I thought perhaps you'd
Let mo off a. little and not make it quite
so hard"
Chow much do you think you can
pay?" he asked.
81 hate to undertake more than fifty.
Don't you think, sir" and she looked
at him pleadingly, 'you could be sat-
isfed with that? You might have lost
the watch altogether, you know, if !
hadn't found it.
Mr.. Goldberg tapped the tips Of his
FINGERS against his forehead and looked
at her keenly. "That's So" he said.
81 hadn't thought of that. Well, il
you are willing to try to pay me $50,
I'll let it go at that. How are you
going to earn that much?"
'There's woman in our neighbor.
hood who will pay me $3.50 week fol-
mindinghe shop. Ihaven'tdone it be-
fore, because-because--" Myrtle's
face flushed guiltily. 81 thought it was
too hard work, )" she added, with sud
den determination. "But I'll do il
now. If I can save half of it for yor
and give the other half to mother,
can pay you off in less than a year
Will that be satisfactory"
eyes," he said; perfectly So"
Mrs. Trover's eyes, which were
already faded with much weeping, were
again misty when Myrtle finished he.
story that night.
sit means hard struggle for you
MYRTLE" she said. cit means mucl
hard work during vacation and far int
the school term. You'll have to 60 tx
night school next winter"
"Iknow it" returned Myrtle, feebly
q Myrtle began to work in the store Of
the following Monday. She was
faithful attendant, and after the frs
month the woman raised her wages t.
So a week. That made the burden
little easier. Mrs. Trover was ais
particularly fortunate in securing sew
ing, and as Myrtle was enabled to pu
aside her entire earnings as sort 0
conscience fund for Mr. Goldberg, sh
had the required sum in hand by tn
middle of October.
The day the last dollar that wa
necessary to make the amount com
plete was added to the little bank &C
count Myrtle and her mother calle'
on Mr.. Goldberg, who was by that tim
installed in new offices in Race street
He received them with his usua
gravity not unmixed with kindness
and after exchanging few words wit
Mrs. Trover he left her in the recep
ton room and took Myrtle into hi
private Office.
"Well," he said, "what have you t.
say to me to-day?"
81 have the money, sir" said Myr
tie, proudly. "It is all here-fv
$40 bills, and she handed him scale,
envelope.
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