New Britain herald., 1928-03-26

he floor She didn't write 10 : know how l Was didn't care N heth-
 CT l lived CT died, l wish hadn't Ishrd. l thought maybe there was somebody somoone who loved
 Remember site Was sick and poor Sally, Maybe she went to q hospital suddenly and--and died . But there Was no report in any pa pcrs of the state of her death," Miss Pond added conscientiously. You lnnatn't ericvc, Sally. You're nearly grown now. You'll bc lea>- Ing us when you're IS, unless you want to stay on as an assistant lnatron or as a tcacher---''
 'ph. no, no.' sally crcd. T I'll pack nov" Miss Pond And hank you a million times for 1cll- ing me, even If 1t did hurt.
 In her distre ss Miss Pond ,rotted out of the locker-room without IL thought for the bit of papar o, which she had scribb1ed the memorandum Of Sally's pitifullv meager life history But Sally had not forgotten il. She snatched 1t from the floor and pinned it to her body waist a vague resolution forming in her troubled heart.
 When five o'clock came Sally l'ord was waiting in tho office for Glenn Carson. her dovncast eyes fixed steadily upon he small brown paper parcel in her lap. color stain- ing hor neck and checks and brow, for Mrs. Stone, stifflN. awkNardly but conscientiously was doing her
 institutional best to arm the states charge for hcr first foray into the outside world
 And so, Sally, I want you 10 re member to-to keep your body pure and your minl Cloan," Mrs. Stone summed up. her strong. heavy face almost as rcd as Sally's own. " You're foo young 10 go ont with young mon, but you.ll be meeting the hired hands on the farm You you mustn't lot them take liberties of any kind with you We try to give you girls in the Home 3 sound religious and moral training, aud if ii you're led astray it will be du" 10 the evils in your own nature and not 10 lack of proper Christian training. Ton understand me. sally" she added severely,
 ''lcS, Mrs. stone" Sally ansv cred ln t smothereJ voice
 Sally's hunted eyes glanced wild | ty about for q chance of escape and lighted upon the turning knob of i the door, In q moment Glenn Carson was odsins in, his hrovn-le leather i face slightly flushed. q tell-talc odor l ot Whisk'y and cloves on his breath. !
 Little lady all ready to ge"" h. { inqulry with q susplciously joNial | laugh, which made Sally crouch i loNrr m her chair. Looking pretty as d picture, loo, With two pretty | girls in my house this summer. 1 reckon I'll have to stand golard with ! d shotgun to keep the boys away"
 Word had gone round that sally . Ford WAS leaving 1hr Home for the {
 'i+'hiA'r't t''''i tl'0 lrfiIi iJ SolI "llI [ his ncW unpaid hired girl walked | together down the long cement walk to Whcr@ his car Was parked at the curb, nearly 500 little girls, pack ed like q herd of sheep in tho wire fenced playground adjoining the front lawn, sang out good -bys and : pod wishes
 "Good-hy, sal-Ieo. Hope you have T good time"
 "Good-by, Sal-ieo' Write m, letter. sal-lee,,' "Good-hy, good ! by"
 sally. waving hor Sunday hand heIchiet. crdntd her neck for a last sight Of those bllle-anl- w -gine- banned little girls. the only play mates and friends she had in thu, world, Thrr" were tears in her tycS, and, gll@arIy. for she thought sh" hated the Home, T stab of tom sickness shooting through her heart How safe they were. there. in the playground pen: How simple and sheltered life was in the Home after all. Suddenly she knew.