The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-09-30

she is not alone in the world or in abso-
lutte want, but 1t is all dieadfully sad. l
am going to ask the cook for something
for her; She says she viii try to eat.
Let me go, 7 suggested. II should feel
less useless" And when 1 came back
with some hot soup the poor woman was
kissing Molly's hand and crying quietly
looked a the girls white, panied face,
and carried her off to cur cabin, after
she had promised to come again the next
day.
1T was too much for you, my poor
child, l am afraid"
On, no. she answered, Il was glad
to go it seemed to comfort her little
l could sympathize, you see Miss
Brown, you must have thought it
strange, after all your kindness, that
have never told you why / wear this .
touching her crape-trimnaed skirt II
| learned never to- speak OF Bertie be-
cause Annie, my sister-in-.aw, could talk
of nothing else at first. She meant to be
| kind but it was torture. I used to fancy
she almost enjoyed crying over mel And
then, when had no tears left, she beg IN
to hope / was getting over it, Poor
little Nan! Size never understood. But
now would rather tell you, If you don t
mind
il WIS very simple story, common
enough in these days, when so many
hearts are aching and so many homes
are empty. She was engaged to her
! cousin, Herbert Brandon, lieutenant in
the til, killed in action at Spion Kop;
one of the hundreds of brave young lives
| cut short by Beer bullets Molly was in
England when his regiment was ordered
! to the front, and saw him CT going back
! afterward to Florida with her brother.
! BERTHE had started in such spirits she
said Almost his last words were .
/ lir-nn tor, 70,
| crop Of orange blossoms ready fer their
! wedding. The bravelvoice broke at this,
! and my own eyes were dim
You are going to his people now?'' /
asked, in very unsteady voice
Yes, Dick thought the change would
do me good. My aunt and cousin, Der
ties mother and sister are living in Bou-
logne That is why I came on a Dutch
! ship, because it touches there am
glad, for. otherwise 1 might not have
known you, and you have been so very
good to me-"
well, now ] am going to be very
stern with you and tuck you on Your
Shelf and send you some dinner. Mind
You eat it all! Then you are to have my
largest hot water bottle at your feet and
go to Sleep
l rose from my lowly seat on a steamer
trunk, Wiping my eyes, and Molly put her
arms around my neck and whispered:
Thank you SO very, very much!
But | knew it was not for the hot
! water bottle
The next morning she had a binding
| headache, and l would not let her stir
but undertook to explain to her protege.
| trusting to luck and the language of
| signs to be understood. / found Gisela
looking much better and holding a baby
on her lap. l gathered from some of the
| other women--whose speech, being com
pound of Dutch and German, was NOT
| quite Greek to me-that the young widow
mad taken sudden violent fancy to this
SIX weeks old baby and would hardly let
1t out of her arms, to the mild alarm of
Its stoiid Dutch mother, who sat looking
| on with much the expression one might
Taney on the face of a COW who sees her
offspring In the embrace of a wildcat
Indeed, for the rest Of the voyage this
! small, squea1ing scrap of humanity
proved better CONSIDER than either
Molly's sympathy Or the generous sum
collected among the passengers, Kalocza
being the largest subscriber. The woman
was fairly grateful for all that was done
TO help her, but after her one burst of
communicativeness she seemed to prefer
beng left alone with the Dutch hahv
The husband was buried at night. no one
knew when until after ii was over. nv
the captains orders, and decidedly to nv
relief, for feared Molly would wish to
be present, and a burial at sea is a sight
to sadden the highest heart,
Now that the ice was broken we often
talked of BERTHE, and it seemed to do
the girl good to tell me of his merry ways
Of his devotion to his father-who, when
they were children, had romped with
them all like another boy-and of his pop