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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, October 04, 1912, Image 13',
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A WILFUX MAID
By Alvah Jordpn Garth.
(Copyright, by W. G. Chapman.)
"Don't be' too-hard on me, Mil
ly." "I'm not. You are hard on
yourself, HaroJd. Just think of
it; when we were getting along
Harold walked slowly home, seri
ous and wretched.
so nicely, and everything was go
ing so well 1 I can't bear to think
of it," and"' pretty Milly Wells
( Burst into tears.
"I am sorry," began the young
" man in a contrite tone meant to
be soothing. He placed a gentle
hand on Milly's own. She swiichr
ed it away, wilful and petulant.
"You never would have done it
if I had known," declared the
young girl between sobs. "I never
want you to show me the bank
book again. I've lost all interest
in it forever, and I'm glad I'm go
ing to visit Aunt Margaret. Peo
ple may have some consideration
for me there."
Harold's brow drew into a
wrinkle of pain. He was deeply
in love with Milly, but he felt that
she was pretty far away from his
influence just now.
"Milly," he said quite gravely,
"we must not quarrel over a
"A trifle!" cried his companion
indignantly. "Do you call my
wishes, my happiness, nothing?"
"Listen to me, dear," said Har
old tenderly. "You and I would
never have met, and I might .still
be a drudge in a poor country
store, if it were not for John Gre
gory." "Oh, that's an old story," re
plied Milly impatiently.
"Yes, it is an old story' pur
sued Harold, "and a good old
story how he gave me, a penni
less lad, enough money to reach
the city, and a recommendation
that enabled me to win my pres
ent position. There is a new part
to the story now, Milly. His son,
a profligate, came to me today.
He was in trouble something
worse than trouble, dear, almost
disgrace. A hundred and 'fifty
dollars might save him. I re-f
mmebered what his kind old
father, now dead, had done for
me, and "
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