Free press., 1901-08-24
BIS LAST Run.
BY QUEEN NAB"


Mohawk Mill, in Kensington, blush O
pleasure mounted to Maud's cheeks a
she recognized Jerry waiting a littI
way from the gate.
20, Jerry, I'm SO glad!" she chirped
as she ran to meet him. 81 saw it il
the papers at the lunch hour
care you glad, Iaudie?" he asked
taking her hands n his and gain,
do into her upliftI eyes.
"Glad? OF course I am glad Jerry
Why shouldn't be glad at such goot
news? I'm always glad to see you ge
on. Dear knows, it's time they give
you something; and you worked 81
hard, you know, at the last election"
eyes, and landed my division al
right, too," he laughed, proudly.
Jennie Dunn"
'tWhat Of Jennie?'' asked Jerry, in.
terrupting her.
'fSay, Jerry, honest, now, don't you
really care for her?" asked Maude, ar
resting Jerry in their walk.
"Me?" said Jerry. in establishment
Why, Maudie, whatever put that into
your head? 1 like Jenny well enough
She is a real nice girl. But I like some
one else better" he added, giving her
hand suggestive little squeeze.
'sOh, Jerry, do you really mean it, -
cooed the girl.
81 mean it, Maudie. I never liked any
one half so much as you.'
"Oh!" and the girl laughed a little
silly laugh of glee, while once again
the blush suffused her pretty face.
well, Jennie's stuck on you, Jerry;
that's all I've got to say. She was 60
ing about the weaVering room at noon
today, as proud as you please, telling all
the girls that you were made a fire.
man, and that she had cut me OUT
Jennie is a nice girl" said Jerry,
''but I'm afraid she gives herself too
many airs. Cut you out, indeed"
Happy, indeed, she was, save for the
whisp ering envy and jealous gossip of
Jennie Dunn, who had seen Jerry on
more than one occasion waiting for
MaU1e at the mill gate, and who had
only recognized her with his handsome
snsiIe and a polite lift of his cap. So
Jennie went about the mill, buzzing all
kinds of slanderous gossip into the ears
of the girls.
And Jerry? Always popular as a
ward worker, he soon won the esteem
and respect of his company. There was
no more jovial fellow in the frehouse
Of Engine No. 81; no one who more
helped to kill time by his jolly stories
and infectious good humor than he.
THAT mans worth watching" said
the Chief one day, when Jerry had
imperilled his life to rescue a fellow
fireman in burning warehouse on Del
aware avenue.
"Oh, Jerry's in love-" laughed Jim
Norton. He spends all his nights OF
at certain house not far from here"
'I'd like to see all the men in love,
then" snorted the Chief. "The single
ones, mean. How about yourself
Jim, old man?" he went on, slapping
Norton playfully on the shoulder. "I
| do believe you're jealous of Jerry. How
| about that little flame of yours at the
Mohawk Mill, eh, Jim?"
A few weeks later the Rosebud So.
cial gave its fifth annual ball. The
girls were all there with their beaux
but Maude Gordon. vision of pink
was acknowledged to be the belle oi
the ball, and all the boys enyied hand.
some Jerry Morgan. Jennie Dunn was
there, in white, escorted by Charley
Ross, the boss loom-fixer OF the mill
and she was envied by her less fortun-
ate sisters. But Jennie had eyes only
for Jerry Morgan, and in her heart she
hated Maude. Jerry. as one of the
managers, was here and there, and
Maude was free to dance with whom
she pleased. Jerry was not of a jeal.
Gus disposition, but somehow he felt a
| strange pang of something like Jealousy
when he saw Maude, glorious in hel
pink, red rose set becomingly in he1
black hair, gliding gracefully in the
waltz on the arm of Jim Norton. Just
then Jerry, having nothing in particu-
Lar to do, caught sight Of Jennie Dunn
seated alone in corner Jerry offered
her his arm, and away they went with
the other dancers. Jennie had not been
SO happy for many day as she was
while the waltz lasted and she felt
Jerry's hand at her waist.
"1'n tell you a secret, Jennie" said
Jerry, in pause of the orchestra, I'm
going to be married at Easter
Married." said Jennie, and her face
-urned white.
Yes, Jennie
'Tt depends on the girl,'' said Jennie
plucking at the carnations at heI
bosom.
''The incest girl in all nensington
Maude Gordon, !" smiled Jerry.
''Maude Gorion?" said Jennie. And
she hated MaTlde.
Next day, ut the mill, Jennie was
more gosippy than ever, whispering all
kinds of wild things about Maude. The
girls were q t their luncheon. Maude
chatting gaf'ly with a group of girls