The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-09-13
A TALE OF MYSTERY
AND ADVENTURE


earn nine shillings a week there. / start
on Monday"
isn't your husband at work."
He is dead. Poor fellow, he caught
cold last Christmas. and was buried in
January. God only knows how i have
lived since. If ii wasn't for the kind
ness of neighbors, baby and L would
have starved. / can i'll afford this tup-
pence. but / can't walk any further
We'll. look out now" he said, cheer
lily. Here's our bus"
AS the vehicle drew up he caught the
brass rail with his left hand. and ward
ed off assailants with the bundle under
his right arm.
quick" he said to the woman. as
soon as the people inside had descend
ed. Jump in -
She esSayed to do so, but was rudely
thrust aside by young man who had
paused on the roof TO light a cigarette
Philip sprang onto the step and butted
the young gentleman in the stomach
with his parcel, causing the other to
sit down heavily on the stairs The boy
caught the woman's arm with his dis
engaged hand and pulled her up. He
dived in after her.
You young roared the discom-
fitted smoker
ductor. why didn't We git dahn be-
fore? Dye want lift?''
Others hustled the protesting one out
of the way.
'Confound the East end, l say" he
growled. as he crossed to the Mansion
house. What the deuce Lady Louisa
Morland wants to keep on sending me
10 that wretched news for can't mag
Inc. Anyway, / can tell her this time
that the place is empty, and will be
pulled down next week"
And thus ii was that Philip collided
with Messrs. Sharpe & Smiths clerk
detailed by the anxious Lady Morland
10 discover his whereabouts. They met
and bumped into each other in the
whirlpool of London just as two ships
might crash together by night in mid
Atlantic, and draw apart with ruffled
feelings. or scraped paint, which is the
same thing without the slightest knowI-
edge of each others Identity
Within the omnibus the woman was
Volubly grateful. She had a kindly
heart and timidly essayed questions as
TO Philips relatives. hoping that she
might make their acquaintance
Iii be bound, now" she said that
you have a good mother. You can al
ways tell what the parents are like
when you see the children"
My mother was indeed, dear to me-"
he replied sadly. again driven out of
himself by the mournful recollections
thus suddenly induced, but she is dead.
lost 10 me forever"
Some people in the bus ceased talk
ing. They were attracted by the strong.
clear voice of this unkempt boy. whose
diction and choice of words were so
opposed TO his garments.
the silence warned him, or his
new friends sympathy might have
brought about an embarrassing posi-
ton.
Poor thing! And is your father
dead too?"
Yes. He died long ago"
Where do you live now"
oh" he said. Il have been STAYING
m North London, but will leave there
soon, and ] have not settled anything
definitely at present. Where is the
You spoke of? / will call some
lay, if l may. and learn how you are
getting on
Il will be so pleased. 1t is a little
place in James street.-the only one
here. Ask for Mrs. Wrigley"
1T is lucky you understand laundry
work, or things might go hard with
you"
She laughed pitifully
Il don't, They asked me if | was a
washer or an ironer. thought washing
'equired least experience. so | said /
vas a washer. | am quick 10 learn. |
md will watch the other women. If
hey find me out l may be dis
'harged."
oh. cheer up" he said, pleasantly. Il
!on't suppose you'll find il very hard q"
Her voice sank almost to a Whisper.
1t is not the work / dread but the |
| was a school teacher !
before my marriage. My husband was
IN electrical engineer. We put all our |
savings into little business. and then |
the end came"
Not quite the end. ! am only a boy, |
'ut I've had ups and downs enough to |
know that the beginning of next week |
nay be a very different affair. 10 the |
md of this. Good-by."
They were passing the London hos
)ital. and he thought ii prudent to |
light at some distance from John
on's News.
We'll, God bless you, anyhow" she |
aid, earnestly.
E's got is cad screwed on tight |
hat lad" commented a man sitting |
leXt to her.
Better than that, he has a good |
leart." said Mrs. Wrigley Most for
innate Mrs. Wrigley-to have encoun-
cred Philip in that hour which she |
eemed the blacklist in her life
He FASTENED through the familiar bus
lie of the busy thoroughfare with
heightened expectancy. it is true. but
evoid of the least fear that his me-
cor had been discovered. His mother
would take good care of it, Why. the
mere chance remark of the woman he
ad befriended showed that her gentle
pirit watched over him wherever he
vent. Here was a stranger, a sad toll
T among the millions, who went out
I her way to praise the goodness of
he she had never seen. He laughed
)yously. Mrs. Wrigley should have
nrther cause to bless his mothers
iemory.
He passed O'Brien's shop. He saw the
Id man seated behind the counter
hould he go in? No. Better keep
holly 10 himself at present. Yet he
Which was the more Judi
Gus course-to remain hidden, I'M
nown, or to drop quietly into the Il
roove where he was recognized? With
ire perspicacity for one so young. he ,
Elected that only five days had
apsed since he last saw the old pen
oner The period bulked largely in
hilips life; in O'Brien's it would be s
naught. Z
Yieldfno ~ the secopd tho,,o,,t h.