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looked at himself in the glass and
x hardly recognized himself. There
. was a bad taste in his mouth and he
felt generally disgusted. Worst of
all, however, was the discovery that
he had just $312 remaining.
' . !Tve been a fool," he said to his
reflection in the mirror. "I guess I
have seen all the life I want to."
He, spent that day in befL. Mrs.
Studd, who was really kind-hearted;
brought him up some dinner and
shook her head; she guessed how
things were going: ,
"Why don't you put your money
into something good?" she asked.
..'"What?" asked Frank, vaguely.
"A young man like you ought to
get married," replied Mrs. Studd.
Frank felt irritated at the time, but
afterward her words stuck in his
memory. That night about 7 o'clock
a strange thing happened, which,
when lie looked. -back afterwafd,
Frank was inclined to regard- in the
nature of a miracle. There came a
v gentle tap at the door and in came
Miss Nancy Walton.
- "Mrs. Studd said that you were ntJt
feelling well," said the girl timidly,
"and I wanted to see if I could do
anything for you.''
The young man's conscience smote
' him. Here was this girl, a stranger!
offering aid, and of all his friends on
whom he had spent his money he
Jinew that no one would come to his
. assistance if he were in need.
"That's very kind of you," he an
swered. "Won't you sit down,-Miss
"I don't know that, I should, but I
will," she answered. x
And they fell into a chat, of the
L kind Frame nad not Known, since he
left home, two years before. It' was
intimate ana connaentiai, ana it gave
him the feeling thafif ever he took
Mrs. Studd'sNadvice,he could not do
better than walk right upstairs into
the hall bedroom above hims -
Nancy had been raised, like him
self, upon a farm, and Bhe had-gone
to the city six months hefbre, and
she worfied long hours at the store,
and came home as bright as ever.
"You like it?" asked Frank.
She nodded.- "ox have no idea
liow interesting that sort of work
is," she said, "and then I ws always
fond of gayety."
"You call that gayety?"
"It is in a way. It's seeing life,
Seeing life! -The words struck him
dumb. His idea of seeing life had
been to get away from the humdrum
of business and squander money;
and life to this girl meant- her work
on a pittance of $8 a week" "
He pondered long after she had
gone, and the upshot was that the
next day he went back to work. And
after that lie kept out of Miss
Nancy's way out of shame. He had
banked his $300, and his resolutions
never to see that sort of life again
was strong enough to hold.
It was about ten days later that
Mrs. Studd gave him the news 'that
the girl had lost her position.
"TJhejr're laying 'em off," she said.
"My, but business has been dull late
ly! I guess she won't have an easy
time findinganother job."
Frank went up N the 'stairs almost
with a bound and tapped at Miss
Nancy's door. When she opened it
she was smiling.as well as ever, but
her eyes looked a little red.
"I'm sorry," he said awkwardly.
"Thank- you," she answered. . "But
it doesn't amount to much. I'll get
something in a day or two. And,
after all, one can see life in one store ,
just as well as in another."
Her pluck confused him, and he
was conscious of nothing so strongly
as the impulse to take her to himself.
Perhaps his feeling was "reciprocated
enough to make him confident; at
any rate, he found himself with
Nancy in his arms a moment later,
and he was sayingt-'
"Nancy, dear, will you teach me to
see life with you ? "
And In her eyes he read -the answer
that she would.