The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1905-08-19

baby and laid him on the lounge, an
ser, Hes nothln' but skin and bones.
We sprinkled some water In his fac
and held camfire under his nose ant
pretty soon he come to and his frs
! words wuz Where II Helen?"
And as he looked round and see h
wuz in q strange place he cried out
Helen is starving. dying, let me go Il
her! You gave me some money, let mi
get some bread with II! Helen Il
dying!" He tried to get up, but Eel
back again white as a corpse. lifted
his head and give him glass of milk
and when little color had come bach
into his face, I SEE, who is Helen?"
my sister," seq he. And he cried
out again, "Oh let me so to her! She
will die! She will die!" But he couldn't
walk acrost the room.
See I, "I'll git cab and go with you
this minute" Josiah demurred, but
there was a look of truth in the boy
face and despair, too, and duty hunched
me harder than she had for some time,
and went. We inquired where they
lived and found II wuzn't fur. Josiah
helped Dick, that's what he said his
name wuz, into the cab, and follered,
and the driver took us out of the broad,
handsome streets down into, ah! what
a grimy, evil-smellin', dirty street.
There, before a tall, dark lookin' tene-
ment house the carriage stopped.
Dick wuz q little stronger, and We
climbed the broken, filthy stairway, up
clear to the top. could hardly git a
breath when I got there. And what |
see inside the door seemed to take away
what little breath / had left. 1t wuz
a bare, empty lookin' room, lighted by
panes of glass. And there on a pile Of
straw with nothin' over her but ragged
old sheet that bitterNcold day lay the
form of beautiful young woman.
Death couldn't make her any whittier.
and Dick rushed forward and threw
himself down by her, cryin' out,
Helen, Helen! Look at me! | am
Dick! have brought you help! Don't
leave me alone! Look at mel"
Seemin' as If the voice of love had
penetrated down into the dark valley
and brought back life into her half
frozen form, she opened her eyes and
tried to speak. poured out little hot
broth | had brung from the tavern into
broken cup and lifted her head and
made her drink 1t, then took off my
warm shawl and wrapped 1t round her
and asked the boy that wuz lookin' in
at the door IL there wuZn't some neigh
borin' woman that could come in for
few minutes.
He darted off, sayin' he would git his
mother and come back, follered by
woman wipin' her parbiled hands on
her apron. She wuz a washer woman
who had been too hard at work tryin'
to drive the wolves from her own door
with FOUNDER and wash board, to pay
much attention to the pack of wolves
that wuz dead sure of their prey up
here.
She looked dumb foundered when she
see how deathly Helen looked, and
SEE, Il didn't know she wuz so sick;
I'm out to work days; only brought
home washin' to-day on account of
the folkses sickness where went; I'll
do anything can to help" SEE l, "You
go right back into your room, for you'll
catch your death cold comm from hot
suds into this icy cold. But let your
boy go for me to buy some coal and
kindlin wood, and when | git fire you
come back agin." So she did. The boy
got back in few minutes and helped
hut H.. tha old ctn
too poor to sell or that wouldn't been
here. Everything salable had gone and
their clothing and bedclothes to git
bread to keep EN- from stafvin', An
old SEWN machine stood in the corner
with an unfinished shirt on it where
Helen had fell at her post tryin' to keep
herself and Dick alive, for he'd been
too sick to sell papers.
l sent back note to Josiah that
wuz goin' to stay there a spell, and
when the neighborin' woman. who said
her name wuz Miss Murphy, come
back Helen wuz layin' in kind Of
stupor and looked little less deathly
And the story that woman told me wuz
enough to melt a slab of granite, to say
nothin' of a soap stun, and we both
cried and wep' before she got through
Helen and Dick wuz children Of a
poor music teacher who had struggled
with poverty and sickness and died
two years before, and Helen took In
SEWN and tried to git Twin She
wuz beautiful girl, and some one con-
nected with the firm she sewed for fell
into what he called love with her, and
Helen did love him truly (she said her
girl worked to the same place and knew
all about iD. But when Helen refused
his shameful overtoors he prosecuted
her. She did her work we'll, but he'd
take of sunthin' for what he called
damage. and In every way tried to
starve her into consentin' to his wishes.
And eight cents hain't any too much
for maxim shirt anyway.
Eight cents for maxim shirt" SEE
I, "why, paid Wilder Brown IS cents
apiece for Josiah's shirts and thought
IL cheap at that"
Eight cents wuz all she got from
Grindem-Downe e Co."
For the lands sakel" SEE I, lis thai
all they're able to pay? 1t must bs
| thaufra r,pnr rate or thai tdv,s