Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1907-12-12

and general factotum in the family oil
James p. Reyell. or, as It was written
on her mistress cards, J. Barnett
RevelL Her position was not a sine
cure for in each Of her Offices the
best work was expected OF her, rev
liberties we're given her, and her week
~ stipend was no greater than mat
given in houses where the same work
was divided among three or Tour but
Molly was an orphan, unsophistcated
and easily imposed upon, and, BESIDES
a livid red mark lay across her right
cheek, rendering her self-conscious
and willing to hide herself anywhere
When she looked in her mirror she
did not see that her eyes were a pleas
ant blue. that her lips were full and
rosy. that her light brown hair v
prettily back from a broad forehead
she only saw the angry looking RAND
burning on her cheek, and felt that
she could not bear strange eyes.
When Molly sat at her kitchen
window, she saw, across he neat
back yard and high board fence
sandwiched between a great corn-crib
and a blacksmith shop, the brick walls
OF the city jail-called the all
boose" by the youngsters about
1t was a grim one-story affair, with
barred windows, and had been an eye
sore to Molly ever since she first saw
It. Sometimes its prisoners were
hilarious, and their shouts and ribald
songs made her shudder, often 1t was
empty, for Veneering was a staid,
sober town.
Tonight she paused between the
verses of a song. The policeman
on his beat was coming down the al
ley with a prisoner, their voices com
ing clearly to her across the fence.
He was a new man, therefore very
Jealous.
"Yesl Yes!" he was saying deris-
lively. They all play that gas on
me. ! guess the sunstroke ye got
was over a counter and out OF a
glass"
"But-but, listen to me, officer"
said the man thickly, as he staggered
along with the policeman's help, Il
haven't touched a drop It's the heat
Il was overcome in the harvest field
last month, and this is the first time
I've been out"
Eyes, anil be your last time till
you've paid your fine" put in the po-
iiceman.
But it's true, ] say" stsmmered
the man, "and you mustn't lock me
up. I'm sober-l'm sick. This is a
false charge"
AS he pleaded they reached the Jail,
and, unlocking the door, the officer,
with a derisive laugh, pushed the man
into the inner darkness and slammed
the door on him. Molly straining her
ears, heard him call once or twice,
then all was still. Her song stopped,
and her ready sympathy went out TO
the poor man across the alley Not
for a moment did she doubt his story.
though his thick husky voice and u D
certain walk were against him, and
an unusual anger burned within her
She hurried into the parlor where
Mrs. Reyell sat In imposing leisure.
"Oh, Mrs. Revell-ma'am! The pc
llceman has Just brought a poor sicl
man up the alley and locked him W
for drunk, for all the man told hin
he was only sick from sunstroke
Won't you have Mr.. Revell go and Sc,
about It,"
The mistress stared in petrifed SUI
prise, not comprehending the mesninI
Of Molly's request. Then she laugh
ed an unpleasant contemptuou
laugh.
Fancy" she said In a tone tina
made the girl shrink. so you wan
Mr.. Revell 10 espouse the cause of
sot arrested on the street, Just bt
cause you heard the creature protes
that he was not drunk, You've don
a good many foolish things, Molly, bu
this is the worst yet. Go back (
your place and don't worry about you
jailbird. He'll be sick enough b
morning, anyway
Molly crept back to her kitchen
abashed but not convinced and 9;
in silence by the window for an hol
longer. The evening was still ar
very hot. She knew that the on
ventilation afforded in the prise,
er's room was from q sing
slit-like window. At last she cou.
stand 1t 10 longer, and taki1
a pitcher Of cold water and q sma
tin cup, stole out Of the gate ar
across to the building opposite.
She peered through the bars, b
the interior was in the blacklist dra
ness. The man was breathing hea
lily, ~groaning with nearly eve
breath. She shook the bars gent
once or twice TO attract his attentiC
and spoke softly:
Say, mister-listenl"
Finally she heard a motion, and
& moment the man answered weak
What is III"
ITS so hot that I've brought
pitcher Of water. Don't you want
drink"
Eyes, yes" he answered thickly a
eagerly. IF you a wait till ! D
myself up"
After some struggling the man ste
at the window. The light from acr,
the opposite street cast a faint I'll
on the wall and window, and 4
could see that his face was fairly IL
and his eyes bright and staring. 7
cup would not go through the b
until she had bent its rim, he wat
ing her eagerly. He emptied It thil
lily twice.
You mustn't have any more"
said warningly. Here Is a cloth
in the cold water. Rub your face
il will refresh you"
Good Luck In White Heather.
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