The Salt Lake herald-Republican. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1909-1918, 1909-08-22

dess of Liberty, stood her on her head
and studied her some more; but nothing
came of it.
"Oh. well, I might as well starve to-
morrow as today" she reflected, jump
ing up to put on her hat. An unopened
letter fell to her feet. In the disappOint-
ment over the manuscript she had for
gotten it; now she forgot the manu-
script in its turn. The letter was from
her old cOlOred nurse. upon whose broad
bosom she had cried away her childish
woes, and whom she had herself taught
to read and write, after a fashion, as the
strictly phonetic spelling and the reck-
| less use of capital letters bore testi-
mony.
Good, devoted old Aunt Mile The
girls eyes grew misty as she read. The
old woman wrote that she was house
keeper for a Mr.. Sydney, through whose
kindly aid she had at last fc ind EIoise's
address. The letter closed 18th a plead
ing request that ~ ISIS ,ulu'' come
without delay TO seq Ter Of &, nurse, and
the address given Elise 7 pOgnized as
a beautiful suburb easily reached by
the convenient trolley car.
The lonely girl was ready enough to
go; it would be sweet to feel Aunt Mil
lies kind arms around her once more.
I L
over which she pondered gravely; in
Aunt Miles Mr. Sydney" she saw a
possible J. Randall Sydney, upon whom,
although she had never met him, she
had laVished d great deal of innocent
| hero worship. A successful young
writer, spoken of by critics as a com
| ing man." ElOise had read his works
with genuine appreciation. 1t would be
JOY just to see his home, and if by any
chance she caught a glimpse Of the man
himself-oh, ecstasy
She Mastered to put her room in order
before leaving. It was a dismal little
room, the cheapest in the house-and
she owed two months rent. The furni-
ture was as meager as It could we'll be.
/ There was not space fer d dresser, but
over the handicapped washstand,
which stood quite firmly upon three legs
and an extract Of beef can, hung a lit
tie square looking glass which for COM
plicated cOnventiOnality could give
points to anything in its line; as a mir
rOr it left much to be desired. There
was a sort Of depression in the center
which, when the girl stood before it to
fasten her shabby hat in place, sent her
pretty features swimming about in a
positively seasick fashion. Sometimes
this popularity moved Eloise to laugh
ter, sometimes to tears; its effect upon
her being a sort of mental barometer
| indicating whether the world had been
treating her well or i'll. Now she shook
her fist in gay defiance at her night
marish reflection and sailed forth
She gave a little exclamation of salts
faction at sight Of the house; it was
just such a dwelling place as the J.
| Randall Sydney of her fancy might be
expected to select for himself; vine
covered and delightful, with wide veran-
das and slOping lawns. Before she
reached the lowest step Aunt Mile
came like a cOTpulent whirlWind to meet
her
'Lawsy me, honey, it suttenly is good
ter see yO' once MOI Clar ter gracious
eff yO' amt des de libin' image of yo'
NAV! HOw's yo' pO paw UP dar in
heven gwine feel if he knows his lille
gal is in dish yer big city all er lone by
herself? Well, Aunt Miles goin' ter
! talk keer oh yo' now, honey"
ChatteTing vOlubly all the while, she
led the way directly to the dining room
where, although it was long past the
| lunch hour she set before the girl a
substantial meal. The shadows under
the gray eyes told a palmer tale than
! the owner Of the eyes suspected.
'Hab some mo- hand caik, honey; yo'
allus was mOns'rous fe sweets. neber
see er chile as could eat mo- caik at er
stretch dan yo' could"
Eloise laughed; "An enviable reputa-
ton, certainly; and I think am sus-
tanning it-but your Mr. Sydney, does
he approve of young women who come
famished to the door
Oats wat I des gwinter splain,
honey. Hits des laik dis q lows dat
Mas Sydney de bes young man on dis
yeth, anyhow; an he come in dis
kitchen yestidy an say:
aunt Mile Use gwinter TAX a vaca-
ton, en- eff hits gree'ble ter yo ter stay
en- TAX keer OBJ de house. hit will be
great kOmerdation ter me-" he says; en-
I aint forgot how yO' took keer OBJ me
wen I was sick he says; so I want you
ter 'vite dat Miss Garland wat we
foun' her address, he says, an AK her
to stay yer vile Use gone"
'Dems his berry wuds, honey. Laws
a massyi Pears laik, now 1 kin see yo'
er sittin dar. Use de happiest oil
woman cher libedl And to emphasize
this cheerful remark, old Mile covered
her face with her aporn and burst into
tears.
The apparent absence of logical Sc
quence between word and action might
have been diScencePtinp IN q MAJ, bt1f