Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1908-02-27

crown. This Is Poverty Hall. This
IS the refuge OF those who are broken
down early Or late IN life: we are beg
gars, all, except my sister and myself,
I who live on a little money, which al
lows us to give a penny, but never q
shilling. Oh, there are plying hearts
among us! Do not doubt that. Some
times ones heart Is like to burst with
the miserable pitifulness Of It oil, and
the want of power to help 1t"
"Yet SO little would have done to help
them over week or two"
'sHow do you know that some OF tho
other women here were not In the same
plight? Do not condemn us hastily,
Mr.. Addison. Only the night before
they went away we made a little col
lection for them, and between us we
raised little purse of few shillings
for them. Alas! when l got up in the
morning to give 1t to them they were
gone. and we have never seen or heard
anything of them since. / wanted to
tell you this. 1t was not by our hard
ness of heart that they were compelled
to 60 away. It'was my carelessness
and laziness. ought to have got up
earlier"
ut was fate. Everything was
against them"
"They have been looked for in the
British Museum, where the girls went
sometimes in search Of copying work.
But they have not appeared there once.
None of the Museum people have seen
them. We have inquired about them
in every likely place, but there has
been no sign"
"In the streets-think Of it!-friend-
less and penniless," Tom repeated
Eyes, say it again, SO that when you
find her you will rejoice the more. Mr..
Addison" (she laid his hand on his), II
am an old woman now, and l have seen
a great deal-my sister and together
of trouble and privation. We have
been reduced to walk the streets all
night for want Of bed, and to go
hungry for want of food. Yet we were
never utterly forsaken. Your Kath-
arine is not quite friendless. The God
/, who rescued you from the Arabs will
save her from the devils--who destroy
soul as well as body-of the street!
Have faith, young man. Lift up your
heart-oh, lift up your heart unto the
Lord"
This language is rot so common as
IL @n ha ic SallnYn nSpH for
the comfort and solace of London
journalist, who may chronicle the emo
tions of religion. but is not often eX-
pected to feel them. Yet the words,
and this gentlewoman's sweet voice,
and her steady eyes so full of faith,
fell upon his soul like rain OIL thirsty
soil.
"The other girl" she went on, "was
of different nature-she was less pa
tient than Katharine; she cried out and
complained of the bitterness OF her
lot; she was without hope. though she
was so young-the future was always
dark to her. tremble for Lily; but
for Katharine I have more than hope
have confidence"
"Yet she has never been here to see
YOU since her departure. Ana that ls
two months ago and more"
"No; cannot understand why she
has not come. But patience. You
have yourself been rescued in manner
so miraculous that you may hope that
lesser miracle may have peen
wrought for Katharine. When l think
of ourselves everything seems possible.
We were getting old-too old for teach
ing where they prefer young ana ac-
tive girls-and we were resolving that
we would soon give up trying ana go
into the workhouse-"
"Nhat? Had you, too, no friendsT
eve had cousins. DO you know that
II is sometimes better to become pau
per than to accept the bread of grudg'
ing charity? Do not ask me about our
cousins. Yet there was one whom we
remember with gratitude. For he left
us legacy of sixteen hundred pounds
in the funds. 1t gives us fifty pounds
a year. We lodge in this house; we
have learned to live very cheaply on
fruit and such things; we have each
others love, and we have kept our
books. The winter Of our days, be-
Iieye me, is hallowed by such sunshine
as never fell upon our spring. Think
of us, young gentleman, When you
tremble for the fate Of Katharine"
Not trace of the girls.
It was unfortunate that they were
advertised for together, because nobody
had any suspicious at all about single
Girl. 1t was the pair who were looked
for, as if they were Siamese twins or
double-bodied nightingales. Yet, as we
know, they had been long since sep
arated.
1t was early in December that the
first real discovery was made.
Dittmer Book it was who made 1t.
One evening Dittmef. stood upon the
curb contemplating his procession OF
fair women, filling his soul with sweet
images. and wondering what 1t would
ibe like to be transported to the land
where such creatures roam free and
fearless. Suddenly, to the surprise Oh
the by-standers and the indignation OF
dha policeman, he burst through the
'crowd and seized the hand Of one OF
these heavenly visions.
"Lily!" he cried.
"You, Dittmer Bock?v
II was Lily. She was beautifully
dressed, and she was on the arm OF q
gentleman. Thereswas no more beauti-
ful woman in the whole theatre than
Ely this evening.
she ought to have been prondio iof her
dress and her opera cloak and the adj
miration Of the whole house, and the
hrnngham which awaited her, and