The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1909-08-27

with you
Miss Beacon was not used to sug-
gestions. "Oh, no, indeed, thank you,
she said. Il can go quite we'll alone.
I visit the North End often in my
charity work. But l will take a car
riage." She stopped to take the child's
hand
| Polly tired!" walled the little one.
Lady carry Polly" and she put up
her dripping arms.
"Oh, let mel" cried the other girl,
stepping forward eagerly. 1T won't
hurt my old dress" But the baby set
up a howl.
mo! Want pretty ladyt" she cried,
turning to Dorothy with emphatic
preference. The girl smiled without
a trace of conceit You see, must
CO." she said Thank you very much.
but it will be all right when we are
In the carriage" But at the word
she stopped and her face flushed.
Miss Bate was hesitating, disap-
pointed at the turn of affairs, when
Dorothy changed her mind. Excuse
me-" she said, "if you will go with
me- after all, and If you will lend me
the money for the carriage, l shall
be greatly obliged. l forgot that !
have not my purse with me-"
Fanny Bate had in her bag her
weeks salary. "Oh, yes" she smiled
ioyfully, 81 shall be SO. glad. It is so
much nicer for two to do an unpleas-
ant thing together, isn't it,"
Dorothy picked UP the child, and
the rescuers made their way to the
street, where Fanny hailed cab and
they were soon rolling northward
Once in the cab, the baby fell asleep,
and Fanny subsidized into bashfulness.
The 10y of being thus suddenly face
to face with her adored filled her with
self-consciousness But Dorothy
beamed with affability, and soon they
were chatting about the queer and
quaint corners of the old city, which
Fanny apologized for not knowing bet
ter. 81 am a stranger here" she said.
81 know little of the city and very few
people-yet"
|
home" said the other girl. II know
that strangers. say we are cold and
hard to approach, but I don't believe
It," She smiled so winningly that
Fanny Bates heart beat with triumph
The gates were opening!
81 am sure they are not all so,
she said with an answering smile
But at this moment the cab ratified tf
a stand-still and the driver announced
with deprecatory accent, This be the
number you towld me, Miss"
You had better tell him to wait,
suggested Dorothy as she lifted ou
the sleeping child. Il don't want t
walk home, do your" And Fanny sait
NO. cheerfully deferring the though
of the cabbys charge, which on les
vital occasion would have seemed ex
travagance. Mounting the ricket.
stairs, they found at last the baby
mother and restored her missing pen
ultimate youngest. Then, amid volu
BILE thanks from the woman an,
bowls of bereavement from the child
they marched down again" to thei
chariot.
Drive to number 10 King street,
commanded Dorothy, instinctively civ
ing her own address to the driver
"or shall / take you home first"
"Oh, 1t makes no difference; to you
house first, If you please" Fam
smiled, thinking what little difference
indeed And so the cab rumbled bac
to responsibility.
|, II was a wonderful journey to- Far
ny Bate, for now she had the othe
girl wholly to herself. In the simple
ty of her soul she Tonged to expires
her pent-up admiration, her longing
, of the past year. but, unskilled i