The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-03-03

old Bax. Jerking the kitten on to the ia.
BILE.
1T will follow me to London" said Miss
Armstrong, and she rose and went up.
stairs with Miss Bax.
Hardy sat down upon the sofa and Ba2
went to work to lay the cloth. There
was plenty of room at that little table foI
two. BaX had been a gardener In great
FAMILY, and had often helped the coach
man, the footman ana the butler to wait
lie possessed some good oldfashioned
table apparel, and before Miss Armstrong
returned the room looked bright and hos
pltaole with theulight of an oil lamp re-
hected In cutlery, glass and cruet stand
Julia entered and BaX walked out. She
Went and sat beside Hardy, and the
lovely Persian kitten sprang into her lap
Her hair was as, beautiful as her figure
and her gray eyes were full of heart and
meaning. You could not have called her
pretty, yet you were sensible of q charm
In her face that had nothing to do with
the shape of her nose or the character oil
her mouth
DO you feel better?" said Hardy.
Much; never thought to find myself
been the means Of your losing your
tramp
tomorrow win do just as WELL" he an.
swered. Where did you mean to SLEEP
when you got to London tonight?"
Il should have found room," she an
swered.
VIII they send on your luggage If you
write for it?'
Father will" she replied. Eyes, he will
do that, but he Will not write to ask me
TO return. He does not care what be-
comes of me. He never cared what did
when left his house to fill a situation. "
Her nostrils enlarged, her eyes looked
angry. A little blood visited her pale
cheek. Hardy's memory pictured he1
father; middle sized man with pale
weak eyes, chuckling laugh like the CUR
gle or liquor, much reference to his ships
and to naval things in general, a large
Mlcawber-like Indifference to his existing
circumstances and quality of talkative.
ness about outside matters, such as the
queen, the trouble at Pekin, the discovery
of the North Pole, which would make YOU
think that he did not know what home
worries were
"Bax," said Hardy. may covertly send
along to let them know you are here"
what OF that?" she exclaimed. ''It
they were to send twenty men they would
nave TO drag me to move me. I would
not set foot in that house again il my
stepmother lay dead in the gutter oppo-
site the door. 1t is my fathers fault"
She bit her lip, stroked the kitten and
said, "Oh, 1t is hard upon a girl to have
bad father-a weak, selfish, foolish
father"
Here Bax came again with a tumbler
tull or autumn flowers. He placed them
IN the middle Of the table and went out
looking nowhereI as if he walked in his
steep. but whilst the door lay open they
heard the splitting Of the frying-pan.
What are you going to do when you
get 10 London?" said Hardy.
mean to find situation on board
ship" she answered.
what situation do you expect to find?'
L shall try to get a post as steward
ess' or as an attendant upon a sick per.
son. L cannot pay my passage out ever
in the steerage, therefore must work"
Now, Miss Armstrong" said Hardy,
strolling the kittens head on her lap
1T is impossible for me to be rude to you
| because l want to be, and mean to be-
your friend" She looked at him swiftly
and her eyes dropped. do not misjudgc
any question 1 may put to you. How
much money have you got?"
Seven pounds, twelve shillings and
-; she drew out a little purse, opened
it, counted some coppers, and added
''fourpence"
What is that money going to do fol
you in London?" said Hardy, after q
pause of pity.
1T will support me-" she answered
until I have obtained a situation or
board a Ship
Situations for girls on board ships are
very few" said he. What part of the
world do you want to sail for?''
Anywhere, anywhere" she replied
But 1t must be to some place where
can get a living"
ut would not do to sail to China" he
exclaimed. India doesn't provide much
for people whose wants are yours. II
must be the Great Pacific colonies
Aren't there agents and institutions
which help young girls to get away
across the sea? This we will inquire int
when we arrive in London"
She looked at him gratefully and was
about to speak, but was interrupted b,
Miss Bax, who staggered in with a tray
load.
CTo Be Continued)