The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1914-03-11
Tie Evening Story
II
M.ANIMoN GoE S AsTRAY.

tCopyriSht, l9ll, by w. Wcrner.)
Jenny Kent WAS sewing for Mrs.
Orlando Bates. She was making sum.
mer dresses for the tMin%s--stanch lit.
tie garments of sinsham and gala
tea that would stand, the wear and
tcar imposed upon them by II pair Of
mail romps Yet il they had been
made of the finest silk and linen.
jenny could not have taken more
pains. She had Il reputation for TAX
liIS pains. OF course she could not
max" any save childrcn's clothes and
the plnincst GOWNS for
for She had only picked up sewing
that is, she had l,ad no regular in
struction. When he" father passed
AWAY, and with him the Kent ,inaM-
ces' Jenny had hcroically seized upon
the first implement within her reach,
WhIch CHANGED To he q needle. She
had managed To provide her mother
with comforts until her death. But
whether h 10Y lacked incentive or
mad had worn herself out i'm that long
struggle which had followed upon her
1at1crs going. she could not tell. She
only Knew people began TO call her
SLOW" and only hired her when they
co'1'd not get Younger and swiftcr
workers. Consequently Jenny did not
always have work. When she did
nave work il tired her VERY. much.
The sin O'Clock whistle had blown,
nu; Jenny did not stay her sowing on
that account. She finished puttins on
a hutton before she arosc and left.
1t MAS cold and Il little fine. sting
ms n was falling. Jenny had a
TONG distance 10 so, aud her thin coat
II skirt seemed To let tho chill air
IN upon her shrinking body. Midway
of inc distance she camc to a grocery
slore and "'".ht half Il pound of
Yea. rs sic moved away from the
counter she caught sight of IL newly
opened barrel of Tine apples. The
alert sror"r SAW her wistful look. She
sometimes scw"d for his, wife aud he
knew her circumstances. Tie picked
up me biggest apple in sight.
Dust s"l these in today" he said.
"]I"rc. take his Will, YOU"
lie held ont the luscious apple, but
jenny drew back timorouely.
On. no. thank You. Mr.. Scott" she
stammcrrl. II never eat apples"
lhcn she lied before her life could
cool. II shamcd her to think that he
l'ad seen the hunger in her eyes. Her
rhln unlNcrcd with the agony Of that
humiiiation-,o he offered charity,
At least her pride had kept hcr. from,
accepting ii.
She Vent on as fast AS she could
toward hon1e-a single room with a
closet attachment on the second floor
Of an old house on Il back street,
There was q. tiny coal stove i'm the
room aglow with fire. Jenny turned
on its drafts, lowering over it eagerly
Tor tho sake of its warmth. After {:
lew she took Oft her things
and lit tho lamp on the table. 1t was
there she saw a letter.
Jenny seldom received ann mail
She mad no relatives save a. cul,sin of
her fathers whom she had ucvc,
seer aud had lost track of entirely,
: such. friends as she had were right
with her i'm Westmerc. Everybody
there had Il telephone. 4 letter on.
s~eqnentlS was of the utmost interest
TO Jenny. She look it up and looked
IT over carefully before opening it.
y. was addressed to Miss Jenny Kent,
Westmorc.S The Wcstmorc pustmark
WAS distinct. but the other was badl"
blurred.
Jenny opened the letter and drew
out all that. it contnined--a long. thin
slip Of blush paper. IL check. Ii was
made out To Jenny Kent and ii was
for 800. \ name was signed TO it in
tile most, careless Of Srrawls. JENNY
could no make ont tine nalnc. Eu,
the amount Was unmistakahlc.
Just for a moment her head wi1irled
one nndrcd dollars' Only God and
Jenny Kent herself knew what that
money a to her. She needed il So
much. Once that slip of pap began
to separate into dimes and nickc,s and
quarters there was no end TO its o
si',ilities. Think of it! She could
spend half of it and still have Il tidy
little sum to place in the bank to in
sure her future against want. She
could play the prodisal with a tenth