The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1899-11-14

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lar about the little figure in the door
way He arose hurriedly from his
chair.
"Why, it's Cissy" he cried and step
ped forward. The child's figure sway
ed toward him, and ne caught 1t in his
arms.
George Henderson, a tired little
voice painted, "why don't you live up to
heaven and be done with itY'
What is 1t, Cissy?" cried the young
man as he placed the child in the great
padded chair in the corner and unfas-
tened her big hat and anxiously looked
her over.
tits these eight flights of stairs,
George" the faint voice painted. But
I'm all right. Just gimme time to get
my breath"
"Gracious, Cissy, did you walk upT
The tired head weakly nodded.
She was a slender girl of perhaps
dozen years. Her features were prom
inent, her eyes keen, her chin agrees
sive. Her light hair was brushed tight
Iy back from her face, and this en-
phasized the sharpness of her features
and her look. She was very neatly
dressed and, under one arm, carried
two handsomely bound books.
"Why in the world didn't you take
the elevator, CissyY'
Her breath was coming back now,
and she smiled up at the young man
and lifted one eyebrow in whimsical
way.
'I'll tell you, George" she answered.
II went into the vestybool, way down
by the sidewalk, you know, and was
just going to step into the elevator
when the fresh kid in brass buttons
that runs it pointed to a sign on the
wall. While was reading 1t he ruined
the elevator up. You know the sign.
It's the one that says, No book agents,
peddlers or dogs allowed in this build
ing l read 1t and walked up"
But don't see began the puzzled
young man.
George Henderson," cried the GIRL
don't you look at me as If you
took myself for dog! I'm a
book agent"
"a book agent, Cissy Jayne%
eyes, a book agent, George Hender-
son. Is there anything the matter
with my being book agentT
Certainly not" laughed the young
man. Its an ancient and honorable
profession, even If rude and unappre
ciative janitor does classify it with
peddlers and dogs. But how did you
happen to adopt it?''
The girl scowled at him.
''See here, George Porgie," she snap
ped, don't you give me any Of your
Harvard talk. kindergarten words is
good enough for me. I'm book agent
cause dad put it In my head. At the
table yesterday he got mad at me and
said I had brass enough for a book
agent. DO you think I'd make a good
book agent, dad? says 1. It's just
what you're fitted for he, growled.
And so this noon picked two books of
mine from the big bookcase and start
ed out"
"See here, Cissy Jayne" cried the
young man, you don't mean to say
that you came all the way down town
alone? How did you do it,"
with a nickel and q transfer" gig
gled the child.
"And your father, and-and Miss
Ethel don't know where you are?"
mo, they don't"
"I'n telephone to them at once" said
the young man, as he turned toward
the phone.
Don't do it," cried the child. Papa
Jayne is down town at his office and
Of course hasn't missed me, and Sister
Ethel is out to luncheon with Name
Oliver and she won't miss me until she
comes back And now let me ask your
'tention to these nice books. They are
very choice One is Little Women by
the author of Little Men, and the other
is Little Men, by the same author
They are nice. morul books. There are
pitchoors in them. Lemme put down
your name TOT DOln.
"Good." cried George Henderson,
every good. Your fatherwas quite right
You have found your profession and
you are sure to rise In It,"
Haven't l already come up eight
stories?" laughed the child. Then she
quickly added, do you take the
books"
ST have so many books now% laugh
ed the young man.
you'd better take them" said the
child "I've got something to say tt
you about Sister Ethel"
The young man started.
"I'll tell you what I'll do, Cissy," ht
said. "I'll take them on approval"
whats that?"
at means that I'll take them an(
look them over" replied the younl
man. land if like them I'll keep then
and pay you for them. If don't like
them, I'll return them to you"
sis that straight. George%
Certainly. Besides, Cissy, you know
the elevator boy can't keep you out i
you haven't the books with you"
"All right, George. I'll trust you"
Sand now, Cissy. what have you t
say to me about EthelT
But the child had perehed herself o.
the broad window sill, looking down o.
the Public square, and was softly hum
! ming, Hello, My Baby" She paid n
attention to Georges inquiry. Georg
looked at her curiously.
"Cissy" he said, 'how would 20
like heaping plate of ice cream?"
The child nodded, but did not ceas
her tune George smiled and glance
at his watch.
-Eissy," he said, what do you sa
to getting the heaping plate of ic
cream and then going over to th
matinee of Jack and the BeanstalkY
Cissy looked around quickly.
"Honest?' she cried. George nodded
She sprang from the window sill
You're a darling" she murmure'
4 and snatched up her hat.
"Plenty of time" said George. "Yo
were going to tell me something, 20
know"
Yes assented Cissy, 81 know. 1t
about Ethel"
"It's about Ethel" softly repeate
George.
well" said Cis.., "she amt bee
happy a minute since you quarrele
with her."
81 didn't quarrel with her." protes
ed George.
'Well, heard some of 1t" said VI
sy. "and even if Ethel is my sister
don't think you ought to put all Il
blame on her. She felt awful bf
about it. / slept with her that nigh
cause Aunt Laura came to see us. al