Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1903-03-07
CHAPTER XXyI-(Continued.)

M her fathers house, who had lodged
With them at the button factory, and OF
whom she had caught glimpse even at
Beige Hill Tots and John Jennings
we're in the main thoroughtare OF Hol-
Borne, both interested in the shops, When
Ae touched Tots on the arm.
Don't you know me?' he asked in
2Bsky voice.
Tots gave a little scream, and clung
snoro closely to John Jennings.
"Ohi don't let him take me away.
she cried at once.
II don't want to take you away, Bes-
sie-I only want to ask you how you
are, after all these months" said Thomas
Bastbel, offering very dirty hand 10
Che child to shake.
Come, you let her alone, will your
said John Jennings sharply. John did
not admire the looks of the man who had
forced himself upon the notice of Reu-
Ben's adopted child; John held Tots in
crust, and was watchful of his charge.
the man before him was forlorn specl-
men OF humanity, ragged and dirty. John
asa not know Thomas Eastbell at first
sight, but he was a judge of dlsreputa-
3flfty-he had seen so much of it in
HOPE street.-the had become so dlsreput-
able himself.
81 have as much right to the child as
Won have" said Tom in a surly tone,
@or as your master has, for the matter
Of that. The chiId's shtole, and you
know it."
81 don't know it."
''And it's father will come to claim 1t
wrecious quick too-see if he don't-and
yon can tell Mr.. Culwick, too, direckly
ron get home. Say Tom Eastbell told
Aim so-or Vizzobini You ought to
know Vizzohini of the Saxe-Gotha."
4sYou are Thomas Eastbell, Them!
'Yeg, and | don't care who knows it.
You can give ME III charge if you like
say for coming last year, shall do it
xayself in an hour or two, if you don't
i hate the workus, and it's awful cold
sutside the prison. Where's Sally?'
Your sister, do you mean?
YES, of course l do" answered Tim;
~she amt at Sedge Hill"
Never mind where she is"
"Oh, | don't mind She won't help
vne-I'm her only brother, and starving
In the streets. But you can take my
compliments to her, Mr.. Jennings, and
I'm to be heard of at the 'Magpie.
Reuben was hard at Trumpet work
horne with the news of their meeting
with Thomas EastbelI. He was working
against time somewhat, but he set his
pen aside to listen to John jennings
recital and Tots scared interpretations.
paying particular attention to Mr.. East
Bells information that the child would
De fetched away presently by her father.
And he said that Sarah might hear
Of him at the MagpicT
Eyes" answered John Jennings.
John" lie said suddenly, you must
agke letter to Sarah at once"
''Very well, Mr.. Reuben"
Don't say anything of your meeting
with her brother"
'"rrust me for that" said John know
angiy.
SHE is not strong enough for any fresh
Arouble" said Reuben, as he drew Il sheet
.sf note paper toward him and wrote very
reluctantly an excuse for not being able
SO see her as he had promised. He alleg-
ed no reason-he would explain when he
saw her, he said-and he re-read the
Setter somewhat critically after he had
Gnished the writing of it. 1t was Il
Brief epistle; he should see her to-mor-
Eow, he hoped, and that would be time
enough for explanation of his breach Of
promise. Sarah trusted him implicitly,
and would know that only business of
Importance could keep him from her. She
did not expect a long letter from him,
and heap of reasons, at that busy hour
OF the day. Let the letter go.
In the evening, somewhat late, Reuben
Gulwick, not too fashionably attired, was
Mt the "Magpie." 1t was eight o'clock
81 later, when Thomas Eastbells peck
marked coutnenance peered round one of
the swing doors. The Maggie" was
Toms forlorn hope. He had sent a
message to his sister, and she might at
aend to it. Who knows? He caught
sight of Reuben Culwick, and his first
SnpuIse was to back into the street. Then
he wayered; and while he was hesitating
Reuben came from the public house and
confronted him.
You need not run away, Tom East
Deu," said Reuben.
81 haven't done you any HARM" he
returned: II haven't done nobody any
hRrm-never. All that you have heard
about me has been pack of lies. I've
been as honest as | could be- and this
Fs what comes of it. I'm hard up-I'm
starving. Mr.. Culwick, | haven't tasted
food to-day"
'WheFe are your friends?"
"They turned me ont of their house.
They said l was laundering fool. One
% sheIn kicked me, last time l saw him. -
1.-The Captain?"
Tom Eastbell laughed sardonically.
mo. he can't kick. He broke both
his legs in the country, jumping from Il
window of the button factory to get out
~f the way of the police. He can only
sO6 plfSS M now -
us this Edward Peterson the father
ssf the little girl you met this morning?'
HE says he is. He gave me money
10 take care of her altogether. But it
wasn't enough. so l lost her." said Tom
soelly-"or rather" he added. interpret
Sag Reuben's look of disgust correctly,
ny old woman lost her. 1t was her
3Ralt. She never had Il mite of feeling
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