The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1900-01-13

eating air. she looked as though che
had been driven wither she would not
all her life
II 'oudnt go back neither, If | was
you" said Jane Anne; you amt got no
spirit to let folks drive you like they
does. I be going to be married" she
added with blush.
Lori" said Pol, there's lucky you
be! an so many gals have 'onted to
have Johnnie George. He be so good
looking an so smart: there Wass wan
gal he waes keep company with fore he
coined to Jenkinses, she did break her
heart for him." Polls voice was lowered
and impressive, and Jane Anne listened
with dawning wonder
"Yiss, sure" continued Pol, pleased
by her companions attention. There's
times she did go most crazy, an'fro'ed
herself in the waiter, yls indeed!'
"Be she dead?" asked Jane Anne,
gravely, and her bright face was cloud
ed.
"Noa, don't b'lieve what she be, but
I heard say as she be bound for the
churchyord, for he have broke her
heart
Il don't believe in broken hearts my
self" said Jane Anne, trying to shake
off the unpleasant impression the others
words had left "Hearts doan't break
none SO easy; maybe they do crack
sometimes like; but there, 1t be easy to
talk--if Johnnie George took UP with
me he 'ould have had somebody else, he
is always a chap to go along wi gal;
he'd never have KEEP to that gal; she
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kinses. These ISIS not wan chap but
what could have for the arsting,"
with a proud toss of her head, but l
liked Johnnie George best o the lot,
an T.. had him, an maybe II ! don't
marry him now I shan't never
At the town gates they met the tickle
Johnny George: he was radiant but
bashful, and had rather sheepish air.
Jane Anne promptly took possession of
his earnings, and after dealing him out
some small change for pleasuring in
vested the rest in the savings bank.
For if I doesn't" she said, you'll
spend it all or have it stolen from yo'
before night, an then what'ull us keep
house with?"
He had no answer to this problem,
though he would have preferred to keep
his money. He was in some awe of ane
Anne but he admired and was~proud of
her. This off her mind, Jane Anne
settled steadily to enjoy herself. Booths,
wild beast shows, shooting galleries and
cheap jack stalls filled the usually quiet
town, while in more open space near
the church roundabouts and swing
boats were attracting large crowds of
L.. Ja1 ki,x, In IL,
of shouts and laughter came half
frightened shrill screams from the girls
in the swinging boats, and half drown
ing 1t all the constant roar Of the or
chestrone playing popular airs with UNI
firing vigor Jane Anne entered with
zest into all the pleasures Of the fair,
Johnny George thought he had never
seen her so gay. But still the thought
of the girl she had heard of that morn
ing haunted her She wondered If by
any chance she was at the fair. AS
if in answer to her thoughts her eyes
fell back on slight figure standing
little book from the crowd. She SEEM
ed to be alone and she leaned against
the church wall in a weary andlietless
attitude, but she was watching some
one in the swings with close attention.
Jane Anne followed the direction Of
her eyes and saw they were fixed upon
Johnnie George. She was about to cross
over and speak to the girl when the
crowd moved and she lost sight of her.
All day. amid the shifting. noisy
crowd. Jane Anne kept a sharp look
out for her rival 1t was getting dusk
when she sad her again, and naphtha
lights wer beginning to flare on the
cheap jacks stalls. The crowd was get
ting rougher, noisier, more hilarious;
here and there a drunken man reeled
across tn estreet The birl was stand
ing near the fortune teller's tent, and
Jane Anne left Johnnie George and
went up to her.
"Yo' be friend O Johnnie George's?"
said Jane Anne, accosting her abrupt
ly.
The girl shrank back before Jane
Anne's rough greeting. She was smaller
than Jane Anne, with large, soft pa
thetic eyes, and very fair hair. She
was pretty, but in a more fragile way
than Jane Anne. She looked like flow
err that had been beaten down by heavy
rain.
'lell yer IOtune Z! Sdlu the gypsy |
woman behind Jane Anne |
stop yo' here wan minute said |
Jane Anne peremptorily to the fair hair
ed girl.
"Yis' she said, turning to the gypsy, |
'look yo' sharp an yo' shall say my |
fortune; here be sixpence, an doan't |
o. say not stories, mind yo'.'
The gypsy a gayly dressed dark wo-
man with a villianous squint, took the
sixpence and James hand, and bending
over it, with a divided attention and a
r6ving eye for fresh clients, muttered
certain formula she had repeated many
times that day. Jane Anne listened
with strained attention; to her this was
A very serious undertaking. 1t was not
easy to make out the gypsy's gable in
the noisy street and Jane Anne was
used to slow Welsh English, and not
this cockney- romany lingo, but she
to make out that she was be-
ng promised a rich dark husband and
many children. and that she ''would
walk with many a lad before she found
he right one.''
"Do you want to marry Johnnie
3eorge?" asked Jane Anne, when the
'ortune telling was concluded. The fair
haired girl blushed furiouGly and turned
wty; but Jane Anne was relentless, her
feelings We're not very fine she spoke
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