The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-02-18

for cleanliness prompted her, she was in
deed a paragon; and in the face of the
highly excellent character bestowed
upon her b. Mr.. Marks and Mrs. Hen
ders it was impossible to impute to her
any other motives
Although of q nature far removed from
suspicious. Norah was somewhat taken
abaCk at finding her III the act Of taking
a header into the Chinese jar and probing
it with the handle of her broom In
decd, so extraordinary a proceeding did
il seem to Norah that she stepped into
the room and brought Miss Jael to
lock
What are you doIng?" she asked,
sharply
The paragon jumped lightly from chair
to floor, and recovered her momentary
confusion with presence of mind truly
remarkable.
la, miss, how you startled me-" she
cried. Her voice was unusually refined.
q was just wondering if ! could not
clean the inside of that jar, it's SO dus-
ty and full of paper"
Norah knew well Fancy's habit of using
the jar as a waste paper basket. 1t was
impossible to deny that the jar was full
of paper and rubbish.
Even so, l think you had better leave
it alone, Jael," she said quietly. Your
mistress won't like your touching it 1t
is very valuable and you might break it.
If the rest of the room is thoroughly
done, you needn't trouble about the jar
VERY well, Miss, III leave it alone, -
and the obedient Jael began to collect the
sheets of music scattered on the floor.
NOrah glanced round the room to see
what else she had been up to in her zeal,
but Jael had already closed the writing
table drawers and there was nothing to
show she has been there. After a second
at he n ipoD 70
Norah turned to go.
81 am going out for an hour, Jael,"
she said putting her hat straight in the
mirror. Tell your mistress L shall be
back to breakfast"
Jael watched her leave the house, wait
ed for a few minutes, and then ran,
broom in hand, out into the street where
she began diligently to sweep the door
step. A most Industrious girl was Jael
Moss
HIM she reflected as she saw Norah
vanish round the corner of the road
leading into Fletmouth 81 wonder
where you're going to so early, my lady
I'm afraid l can't very well follow you,
or I would. Never mind. Thank good
ness I've got my eyes and ears about me-
They weren't given me for nothing and
it won't he my fault if l don't make good
use Of them
Norah pushed briskly on down the
FletmOuth road. She was careful to o.
serve closely each vehicle coming in the
direction of Oldport In about fifteen
minutes she beheld a small ragged figure
trudging along the road with a bundle
Of newspapers under its arms 1t did no,
need any great perspicuity on her part
to recognize the youthful Nebuehadnez
Ear He had, to judge by the opinions
he was passing very freely upon them
failed to induce any of the local trades
men to give him a lift. Not till Norah
was almost upon him did he see her
What no! She? Ho, no, faint. by n
means, Dummy! If I'd a warm he'd
faint me as d go chuckin' round the
dysy field fore breakfast. 1 shoul5
smoile.'
''Nebby, you can give me the paper "
said Norah. producing six pence.
The boys ferret-eyes glistened. He
knew that the Wharton family paid by
the week, and that the unexpectedly-pro
duced coin was not in payment for six
papers. lie whipped out a Telegraph
from the bundle under his arm Moral
passed him the six pence There was moth
ing surprising in a pretty young lady
buying a daily paper. In war
time the Oldport inhabitants constantly
met their newsboys half way
"Ho! I'm agin"" asked Nebby, bitne