Connecticut western news., 1899-11-30

HELP YOU"
 a decidedly scrappy meal In his own room. he had dropped in to call on her-and Lillian Mckay. And your family lives in the western part of the state? Of course, If you had known how 1t would be, you could have made your arrangements in plenty of time yes-and now"-
 And now 1t will be sufficient cause for thankfulness if get anything to eat at all tomorrow" | "Oh, dearr' said Lillian. Its all too dismal for anything. I wish Ronald Fraser would come now, if he is com l ing to New York. It would be a dis l traction"
 When did he say he was coming, tmy dear?" Mrs. Latour asked. Some time about the end of Novem- Der; said he expected to drop in on me-" Then, with a sudden start and worried look on her face, Lillian ex- claimed: "Oh, I say! Wouldn't that be dreadful? How is Ronald going to find me if he does come?'
 Mrs. Latour had heard of Ronald Fraser Middleton had not. He won dered. in gloomy silence, who on earth Ronald Fraser could be.
 "You can write to him, dear, can't you" said Mrs. Latour. Wont let ter reach him in TorontoY "He left Toronto weeks ago, Mrs Latour. He may be in New York at this very moment"
 Ut would be dreadfully vexatious, my dear. But don't let's fret ourselves about it. MT. Middleton, you are the man of resource who found shelter for poor Mrs. Flanagan and kept us all from going hungry. You can surely think of some way to save MT. Fraser from going distracted when he finds No. 98 empty and no little Canadian girl anywhere"
 As for Middleton, he at first could think of no scheme to save MT. Fraser from distraction. But presently he saw that Lillian's mind was seriously dis turbed by the prospect of missing this MT. Fraser, she saying nothing. She had sat down apart, to stare through a window pane at the flakes of snow that 1 futtered from out the darkness. And, whoever Fraser might be-. Middleton could not resist the power of Miss Mo Rays sadness.
 Perhaps 1t would be a good idea" he said, "as we can't camp out in the snow, waiting to catch MT. Fraser at | No. 98, to pin notice on the door over 1 there."
 That's itv' Lillian cried, jumping of To, know my writing. Look here! I'll say, Apply at'-what's this number?-'at 93, across the way" "Very we'll" said Middleton. '1'n take 1t over. But, by the way, don't you think that, as Mrs. Flanagan could | hardly furnish forth the semblance of | meal this evening, we might go out and forage for a Thanksgiving dinner, | just to make sure| s-e.,.~'s7-
 Buy things?' Lillian exclaimed joy | fully. "Oh, come on! Let me get my hat. I've got $2.50." And Is the old woman expected to play chaperon to marketing party cn such a night as this? Mrs. Latour ask ed piteously. -'ss-.. Tt does seem a little too much," said Middleton, 'though I see no old wom- an in this case" "Oh, Mrs. Latour, I think you can trust me with Mir. Middleton this once, can't youY" said Lillian, tugging' on a rubber shoe.
 T think I might, just this once. What are you going to get?' | "Oh, a turkey for us three," Middle ton began, once more thinking that his luck was not so very atrocious, after all.
 Yes, and perhaps Ronald may be here to have some." | And, with that remark of Lillian S, down again went Middeton's opinion of his luck.
 Stuffed with chestnuts," he went on mechanically, "cranberries. cara mels, ice cream | Come on," Lillian interrupted. AS they went out of the street door Lillian's escort shut 1t with a needless bang.
 DO you always shut doors like that2" Miss Mckay asked.
 "Eh? No, not alwayS- only just now happen to be looking out for any, thing I can get to slam," Middleton answered viciously as they padded away through the wet snow, Lillian carrying the placard to be affixed to the doorpost of No. 9S The placard was securely fastened over the bell button. and then they made for the corner to catch a car.
 As they took, their stand close to | thp track hv an iron olovaf fcd railroa d