Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1899-11-03
DIR. JUDSON'S CHILD.

Please, sir, mother told me to bring
home the work and ask II IL would be
convenient for you to pay herr" said a
sweet, clear voice at the elbow OF Jonas
Peck. a dealer In ready-made clothing,
who was getting rich through the half
paid labor OF the women he employed.
The man scowled down into the in
nocent face Of the speaker, and then a
CLEAN OF intelligence lighted up his
dull eyes.
"Oh, no! SO, it's the Wilder Jud-
sons little gal is ?" he said, as he I'M
rolled the bundle carefully examining
every piece It contained. why didn't
that pretty black-eyed sister of yours
Gomez"
81 heard her tell mother that she
didn't like to come here" was the in
nocent reply; 80 she sent me-"
The man scowled again, and this time
his scowl was darker than before.
She thinks because she's DR.. Jud-
sons daughter that she's bsttern' COM
mon folks!" he muttered.
Then, turning to the child, he said:
Tell your sister that can't pay
money to a little gal ike you; faint
safe. But II she'll come here this
evening I'll pay her In full"
Didn't you get the money, Carrier"
said Emma Judson. anxiously, as the
child entered.
mo. sister. Mr.. Peck wouldn't let me
have 1t, but he said II you'd come
over he'd pay 1t to you"
The pale cheek flushed deeply.
Il will not got" was the first thought
that rose in her mind.
Then she glanced at the ireless
hearth and empty cupboard, her eyes
resting last upon the pale face of her
invalid mother, who sat reclining in an
easy chair by the window.
With compressed lips and cleaning
eyes she arose from her seat
Mrs. Judson turned upon her daugh-
ter a troubled. inquiring look.
What can be his motive in not send
ing the money by Carrier"
Perhaps he was afraid she would
'ose 1t. or wanted to show his author
lty 1t does not matter"
In spite OF Emmas confident tone
and bearing In her mothers presence,
her heart sank as she drew near the
dingy store kept by her employer.
Mr.. Peck greeted her with a smile
that made his coarse. red face look
more repulslve than ever.
sit down-slt down, Miss Emma;
u dItclu " yt III u low HllHules.
1t seemed likely to be some time be-
fore Mr.. Peck would be at leisure to
attend to her, and leaning her head
upon her hand, she fell into a train OF
painful reflection.
She contrasted her present life OF toll
and privatlon with the ease and plenty
that had been hers before the death of
her kind father threw her upon the
| cold charities of the world
Her thoughts then reverted to him,
who was 30 seldom out of her mind, to
whom she had given her heart and
Dlighted her troth but from whom she
lad not heard for many a weary
| lonth.
She had written him Immediately
fter her fathers death, telling him of
he sad change in their circumstances;
but no answer had come to II, or to any
other of the loving misslves she had
forwarded.
He must be dead he would not,
could not be false to herl
He had gone West TO seek his for
tune-the fortune that was one day to
be theirs-but only to find n grave!
Absorbed In these reflections Emma
hardly noticed the lapse of time until
Mr.. Peck addressed her, when she per-
ceived, to her ALARM that the store was
quite deserted.
Let me see, my dear, what Is the
amount OF that little bill OF yours?"
One dollar and seventy-hve," replied
Emma, taking no notice OF the rude
familiarity OF this speech save by the
heightened color and sparkling eyes.
BE good enough to give me the
money, for 1t Is growing late?"
You needn't worry about that" re-
sponded the man, with laugh. II
aint one to let gal go home alone
not II she's got such bright eyes as
yours, my dear!"
Without delgning any reply to this
Emma took the money from the coun-
ter and turned to the door.
But not 80 swiftly but what he was
on the doorstep as soon as she.
Not so fast, my dear; I'm going the
same way"
Mr.. Peck, | will not trouble you to
| go home with me" said Emma. turning
upon her unmanly prosecutor look
that would have been sufficient to a less
| british nature.
"Oh. it's no trouble, Miss; quite the
contrary, | assure you. | couldn't
think OF letting a pretty gal like you
go home alone"
Weakened by toll and fasting, Emma
could, with difficulty, refrain from
bursting into tears.
Sir this Is unmanly-cruel! II you
do not leave me. will call for help"
"Oh, no, you WON'T"
Terrified by the rude hand that was
laid upon her shoulder. Emma was
unable to repress a scream.
Here blow from some stout fist sent
the wretch, head first, into n snowbank
at the side OF the road.
With a howl OF rage and pain, the
| discounted man arose to his feet, but,
obtaining a glimpse OF the tall, stall
wart form OF his assailant, picked up
his hat, sinking around the nearest
corner.
Removing his hat, the stranger now
approached Emma, who had sank
down, faint and trembling. upon the
| doorstep.
| Good heavens! Emma can II be pos
sible that this Is you!"
| "Oh, Charley" she gasped, falling,
falntlng, into the arms that were open
ed to receive her.
AZ soon as she revived he hailed a
passing hack, and they were quickly
conveyed to the comfortless tenement,
| where Carrie and her mother were anx-
ously awaiting Emmas return.
II seems, by some mischance, that
Emma's letters did not reach her lover.
Unable to bear the suspense occasion
ID by her silence, he returned.
Here he learned OF DR.. JudBOn's death
md that the whole family had removed
o B, but not TO what part Of II.
lie came at once to b, and after an
tnavailing search OF several days, was
bout to give up In despair, when they
net 10 Unexpectedly and opportunity.
Sorrow and prlVation are over for
emma JudsOn--nOw Emma Judson no
onger-and those she loves.
The mistress Of happy home, the
wife Of an adoring husband, she has
j aala.I..a.. L.