Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, November 15, 1900, Page 9

B ‘ | By TIGHE HOPKINS. e S OB I - -® G-+~ (Copyright, .9, by McClure, Phillips & Co.) ‘of (he 18 fling open When Miss Pocket, moving with her usual | sunny alr smart step, head in the air, round and round | that free the exercl yard iddenly left her rank, | ympatheti stopped with a courtesy before the wardress | tions. The door was on duty, the other Iadies in the prison garb | without, Miss Pocket wondered what would follow | and she could not, ex “It yon pleare, Mis sald Miss Pocket, | next with her best smile 1 should like to nurse to talk with her the baby Impulsive ladies in B wing, sick of oakum Had she asked permis picking, basket wea paper sorting, bag other fadies, her co making or s victims of ennut would have shown less surprise, pure and simpl th cell furni- indeed, the very first time that ture, drummed soles of their feet 1 requested this high favor the imprecations upon There was only one baby in B wing, but matron oF beat a tattoo 1t was bigger and fatter and handsomer than their the window bars any of the seven bables in € wing, and th. ly wardress and insure absence of a wedding the finger ene” in the govern of the comely young woman wio owned it at reg hour on the following lent an extra spice of interest to the mys- [ morning. Miss Pocket herself, in u fit of tery in which Its origin was involved | plaue and to make trouble for and with an This plump and chirpy mite of a baby | unpleasant wardress, had been was what i called a “vital factor” in the [standing on her head in the middle of her maintenance of discipline in B wing. When | cell, screa At the top of her compass. & lady showed an inclination to “‘break out But these approved devices were not for or took on brooding fit, or a fit of the crisls such Miss Pocket no sulks, a wardress was sent flying to the cell | longer wishe o the governor, the at the end of the wing to beg a 10-minutes’ [ matron or the She was desper loan of the baby | ately concerned appease everybody, in Tha effect in most cases was magical. The | order that evorybody might be on her side. baby had been known to quell an incipient| How ghe chafed and panted that after mutiny merely by exhibited, asleep |uoon within her three whitewashed walls and in the arms of the matron, at the door of | the drab door which she could not open each cell in suceession. At morning exer- | clipping her small feet together and her ciwo good conduct prisoners (the mother|soft little palms that were not meant for consenting) were allowed to carry it three | task work; wondering, with a child's curi- times round the asphalt paths, or sit with|osity fn a thing she had never known or It for a few minutes on the grass bank under | felt before, how she should succeed in con- the wall sometimes the of these | verting everybody to her service where no- women were wet when they gave the baby |body was in the least concerned to back, and occasionally one of them would | her, except, perhaps the two or be secn in @ full flood of tears all the while | friends who could only give help at whe held the baby, mewling or babbling. In own danger. ber arms. That was a very subtle infant. Then the alarming query sounded in her But Miss Pocket had never weakened in | heart What if he is going at once, or has any way over this dimpling instrument of | already gone Alone among the women of | Miss Pocket herself had been three months whe had never caressed the baby |in re ment and had yet three months by word or touch, had neve asked to | fulfil. She had 1 him but once, and she dandle it. Her rare sions to the [might never seen him again! softer passions were whe pulled the Altogether, the romance was worthy of Its prison cat by the tall singular environment. It was not only that She repeated her r Miss Pocket had glimpsed but once, and for tonished wardress To nurse the a moment, the captor of her heart; she was “Well, T don’t mind,” said the ignorant his name, station and ling. if the mother lets you." She knew nothing but his present estate, mother was not unwilling, and she was moderately certal that he, for contrary, rather pleased his part, had never so much as beheld her. Pocket's tardy patropage; and the trans- | For all this Miss Pocket did not care. It fer was made. Miss Pocket, followed | only she could be sure that he were still not by the curious eyes of the whole circle on | far away the tramp, was allowed to retire to the| Who was bank, where she sat down and observ ed | which greatly exercised the curiosity of the baby. She did not ver it, nor | Miss Rodwell and Mrs, Pringle, the ouly glve out any token of sentiment, but it | persons at present sharing a meager 1t was patent to the critics in the ring (who | of Miss Pocket's seductive secret. The gov- wel if possible, euter than the officers in | ernor was out of the reckoning little, ‘spotting a fake') that Miss Pocket had all | lean elderly, prim creature, the very at once found in the baby a live and human | carnation of penal discipline, and not to thing. Hor little eyes gleamed over it.|be thought upon with any tenderness. The She had the air of concocting a new plot, | chaplain? No; there was a touch of gal- which was to hurt nobody lantry in the chaplain, but he was too un- Some of the women looked kempt. The doctor was agreeable when Susan Tolmer, the baby’s moth did nol. | his fancy was moved, but too argumenta- She's all right with him,” whispered Miss | tive, Miss Rodwell thought, to inspire love. Tolmer, fore and aft, “I Knew she'd have | The deputy governor—but all the ladies him presently.” But the others were not | were in love with him, and Miss Pocket convinced and Miss Pockei was considered | to be planning a “new dance.” When she had had her turn with the | baby the hour's exercise for B wing was | up and the party were marched back to work. Miss Pocket had been promoted from solitary labor in her cell to “ussociated” employment in the sewing room. It was a favored and favorite department. the work was light, and the general rule of sllence (the sorest rule to be borne in prison) was not too callously insisted on. The wardress in the chalr of president had one ear stuffed with wool; gossip in sub- tones was not reported. Miss Pocket shared her confidence in the sewing room with two particular !ntimaies Miss Rodwell, tall, fair and slender, the most expert shoplifier in Birmingham; and | old Mrs. Pringle, who had displayed an almost medineval skill in the fllegal em- ployment of useful drugs. The pair began at once to whisper to Miss Pocket, but Miss Pockot was mute, Whispers on the subject of the baby troubled all the sewing room, but Miss Pocket stitched and was deaf. It was Saturday and the next day was Sunday. In the middle of the sermon Miss Pocket burst into tears. The matron glanced ucross at her from her seat under the pulpit Such scenes were not uncommon In that sad place of worship. Sometimes a chord in the voluntary, sometimes a verse of the hymn, somotimes a text read by the chap- | lain, or bomely word in his sermon, nging the hard prosent into w kindlies past, brought the tears welling silently or with passion into the eyes of some poor captive But Miss Pocket was neither sentimentai nor hysterical. Miss Rodwell and the Widow Pringle, her neighbors on ecither wide, edged closer and touched her with a sympathetic elbow “What's up, Pocky?” sang Miss Rodwell, for in prison chapel you can only talk in hymn-time. “I'm i love,” sobbed Miss Pocket the fourth lino of the verse. It jumped into the minds of Miss well and Mrs M play anse Pocket pring to her and then reature fast locked fr was companionle ept upon certainty summon passion her wanted into thought prick with to the in some human o ques t punishment human belng | fon to scale the wall panions fn durance It was, Miss Pocket ing ning mashed with the howled govers or inst door the with panniking merely to bring it the relaxation of or's of on the ring from o trout wardre helng o8 serve three thelr prison rule B wing, [ ; | conce she the baby. ward- cquest to as. of ross, The on the seemed, at Miss this gallant, was a question ery a sptical, but | he was the the river kind of man you might go up with on a quiet evening, she should never think of him in serious watrimonial way. The chief warder was 4 noble-looking old man with a snowy beard, but ho had six children, and it was well known that his wife laughed at him. ither Miss Rodwell nor Mrs. Pringle could think that Miss Pocket, with her up- bringing and soclal aspirations, would cast u glance beneath the rank of chief war- der, But there was & male as well as a female side to this prison. On the male side were congregated some 900 or 1,000 peccant in- dividuals, whose exploits little and great had exhausted the resouces of criminology. From the “grave old plodder young friskers” in the devious ways that led to the seats of penuace, there were many talented persons and persons of genius, very select and agreeable, at pres- ent eugaged in a variety of industrial pur- sults, for which they were rewarded with & maximum of 8 marks per diem, But the rules of the establishment for- tade all intercourse and communication be- tween the boarders of opposite sex. The wicket of passage from the one side to the other was perpetually barred, In chapel the ladles were divided from the men by a heavy curtain of red baize, and not even on salnts' days and holidays (of which indecd, the prison calendar took no ac count) were_they allowed to mingle in friendly converse. The mildest forms of flirtation were not alone discouraged, they were rendercd absolutely impossible, and the governor and the matron were, as regarded their respective charges, impiac a in Rod Pringle that Miss Pocket had all at once given her heart to the assist ant chaplain, who was conducting the service that afternoon; though this seemed unlikely, for Miss Pocket was voung womun of taste, who, in her recent pacity of maid to the Lady Lavinla Grey, had seen something of the high world, and the assistant chaplain was a small, plump, round-faced young man without an atom of expression, But it was not the assistant chaplain, nor were iss Pocket's thoughts with the service. They had strayed with her to an outer court of the prison, where, faring in the keeping of a wardress to make a quest of the governor, some four or five days previous, she had suddenly given her heart clean out of her keeping. Until that moment, however, she had never in her lite suspected that she had a heart to give “You're EIving us some quecr starts dear,” sang Miss Rodwell. “Who's the chappie?” But the hymn had come to an opportunity was wanting for a further confession, Service over, ey woman in the establishment was conflued to her private apartment, coldly denominated cell, for the remaineder of the day Miss Pocket had speedily recovered her self. She was at a crisis, in which woman Naturally seeks woman's wisdom, but for this the situation was against her. She heard the wardress on duty pacing the cor ridor with soft, Inexpressive foot, but summon the wardress on such an errand would be to invite consequences else- where on the morrow. Instead, Miss Pocket took down the blackbound prayer book with the prison stamp on It from the small deal shell above her head, and plunged into the marriage service. In a less emotional hour would huve found something to criticize in its precepts, but she read the service now with a glow of feverish acquiescenco and approbation Then, as sbe lald the prayer book down, the thought darted in upon her, *Ho may he going out tomorrow—he may be going At the end of the week—he may have gone already! Love In a stone cage 1s surely (he direst nd, and a N L MISS POCKET GET THE BABY. able mizogynists. But always coventualities and the unforseen Tt was at the exercise hour on lowing morniug that Miss Pocket was re- lieved of her most immediate anxiety Thus and thus did fortune further her. In the middle of the exereise yard stood th undry, an wall of which needed some tepairs. It was just at the ot the hour's exerclse and the women of the B wing were looking for the word to re- tire when quad of well-set males ap peared round the corner of the laundry in the keeping of a warder. 1t stake n the part of the warder, who had brought his on the no a minute s00n wardress of B wing sounded the retreat as Miss Pocket gaye seream of delight “What Is it, love®" whispered Miss Rod- well, who was walking just behind her. “I've reen him' He husn't gone! Miss Pocket there are the fol- outer she was a1 masons The a too said discovered | in- | tad eaid In the sewingroom once that though | ' to the “gay | little | n't me Rodwell, r dear?” sald The the enigmatical This n the screw ther leily ate warder with a Mis as th pame for a indersized crew prison warder was an 1M Five n the he end of his head artest young pri and the women wer quarters a in an emphat whispe i and cap He the into sm curly ha side an th oner 1 once m precedent for the si wnd Mrs Pocket in the afterw in s, were agreed upon this Rodwell in the enforced intervals calling hud been boarded in all the most 1espectable prisons in the L and Mrs, Priogle had been nine years in seclusion and sedulously posted in all tho ibilities of the ‘silent worl and neither of them could recall a case to ch Miss Pocket's. Miss Rodwell's r | ollections included an elopment with a mad chaplain and Mrs., Pringle remembered all known facts of the unpublished story of the handsome forger and th r'a second wife, but there was 1nst vecorded traditional of a case of Iq between prisoner and prisoner on op of same prison. There was therefore, no assistance from precedent Jut this did not trouble Miss Pocket all. She took it as an of no 1 dwell | bt wien i mediately whi Mis of her wa Jatior Pringle, discuss ewing room im rds pantomine and the overn no or ides the at omen ucces: MISS POCK OF THE DOOR, ) ONLY FOR THE that her lover was still at hand and her one thought now was how she shou!d work little plan. Independent her spirit was, it pleased her to know that her two principal chums looked not unfavor- ably on her choice. The young gentleman was of unexceptional appearance and car ried his suit of drab and its broad arrow embellishments with a style which Mis Pocket thought suggestive of service in good families. Miss Rodwell’s experienced eye had perceived by his facket that he was a first-class man Her friends were afrald, however, that it would take Miss Pocket “all her tive" | to tmprove the acquaintance. Miss Pocket herselt was sanguine, for she had just made another discovery, which she thought might be useful to her. It was that the principal wardress of B wing, a well- favored young woman not wanting in heart, had become engaged to a junior warder on the male side of the cstablishment. “Something ought to come of that, you know,” sald Miss Pocket, and old Mrs Pringle replied: “Well, I should think so, lovey.” So Miss Pocket took the occasion of the next visit of Wardress Winsome to her cell to say something respectful and pretty on the subjec “Law, Pocket, and know that?" “But there—if you want to know a thing, come to the prison. That's what I always say,” and there was truth in it. Wardress Winsome was not offended though, which was a point gained. Miss Pocket followed it up as deftly us might and then, as the wardress was about to leavo her, sat down on her stool aul began to cry in the most natural way in the world. Wardress Winsome must needs put a good-natured question, but Miss Pocket would only say that she “didn’t w-wish to take advantage of-of Miss Win some's kl-kindness. She was very glad Miss Winsome was so h-happy “But I don't sce why it should make you cry, Pocket,” said the wardress. 0. miss—only I—I'm in I-love, sobbed pretty Miss Pocket What could the wardress do but proffer such a word of comfort and condolence as the free womun would naturally find for | captive sister In a situation of the sort? The principle of government differs much on the male and the female sides of a | prison; you can coerce the man where, in the last resort, you cannot possibly coerce the woman; and a wardress who knows her business not miss a chance of con ciliating one of her charges. Wardress Winsome of course supposed that Miss Pocket's lament was for a lover whom she had left in the free world. Miss Pocket, weeping softly, undeceived her. The ward- was dumfounded. She would next, but Miss Pocket, checking sald it was the simple truth And what makes me feel it 50 terrible, Miss Winsome dear, if you'll pardon the liberty,” said Miss Pocket in conclusion “is that T never, no mever, thought about a young wan To think, Miss Win some, that I should have come to a place like this to find my heart. It's hard it? And you so f-free and c-comfortable with your own , miss, and no one to hinder you. Then, amid shower, Miss request Wardress Winsome was nonplus tween her natural sympathles and her re- spect for the rules of the service she found herself in a dilemma to the like of which her experience did not offer a parallel. “It's against all the rules, you know," she said, but Miss Pocket caught the tiny note of indecision in her voice, and her handkerchief was at her eyes again “Very well, Miss Winsome, t-thank kindly,” she said. “We're hoth in and I'm the unfortunate one, that's all Wardress Winsome gave in. She 1a find out who the young man was, what he was “in for,” and how long he had to res main Lights i almost imme off her slipy out her as a pray how did you 1o, does ress ghed have before. isn't m the breaks in another litiie Pocket fnsinuated a modest you love, the cells extingulshed intely, and Miss Pocket kicked and danced fu the dark were " prided on this cess, sho was gemerous enough in the terests of the wardre so which had be ossible, however, to be silent respect the result. What could be happler? The young man, John Stacey by namc bachelor and unattached to begin offe which had cousigned him majesty’ g (for the first was quite as venlal affalr as Pocket's, who was a first of 1t weuld be ungenerous to either case. the particulars in been valet to a barouet, so that Though she horselt Suce in the S 1o keep secret n given her u Then the to her time) Miss fender down had with keey an also ot He the ity. Lastly, he was to be free to resume \ v 2 the blue facings on | sald the wardress, and added, | pair stod on a nice footing of soclal equal- | chief. the world at about ket herself information wa Tump as ward the other side of It altogether telling and during thes did not enjoy sight or The repairs of the ed what time the from the 1den onc with the as Miss Poy ful Pocket fon This grat Mi same not given but herself wicket to a8 it were ftem the gleaned of a M by th wa in s Pocket of her h wall wero wnd Stac laundry were finis thdrawn Kindi the scen this happened, or Pocket made the d had taken notice such a tra W oxe yard John something hething brought But no again A8 ROOd ns 8¢ Miss John Stacey threw her e that better | that This ot her port of “oul, o ngle at ttod into t pleasu tripped up the ex next uffered a | re gra £ old Mrs. in me P reise Jorning, s of marks it n be in Miss Rod lockey it isn't good en well's com ment. “'Ye you don’t look out Miss Pocket resolved tions, or rather to prudent outle waS very quiet into cha gleam of inspiration chapel seldcm lasted e minutes—time enough Presentiy began to cu seek for For anc week nd selt-contained, then 1 oue morning with a in her ey beyond howe the hymn: her them emo- somn nore she or, for | evil late. world is ver times are waxing third and fourth lines, high above ki il i o CHAPLAIN TO BE ON THE KIGHT SIDE all the others, rose the 1f you know me; nine weeks to wa voice of a woman: Answer I've The voice was so loud and clear phrasing so nice, that the words were heard over the greater part of the chapel; and the effect upon the congregation was elec- trical. The oldest prisoner present had | never experienced the like. Nobody laughs |aloud at anything that happens in prison atails conscquences; but the le side of the chapel grinned in a large, quiet way, and on the other of the baize curtain, where the women were, many pairs of eyes sought the chaplain’s with a furtive gaze of inquiry ery wardress tried to control her own particular char | but none knew what prisoner it was who had addressed herself to space fn that un usual manner, The governor at moruing c¢hapel is gen- erally the deputy governor; and that popu- lar officer looked exceedingly angry, but could say nothing. Nothing, it fact, had happen: for the service welt on to its appointed end, and nobody answered Miss Pocket's extravagant appeal. But Miss Rodwell and Mrs. Pringle could not quite contain themselves as they marched back to breakfast Little Miss Pocket, who walked between them, was as demure as possible. “Well, you've got a inventon ever I see,” whispered Mrs. “What price chaplain's Miss Rodwell. But there was no report, for the chaplain had no idea who had outvoiced the rest of his congregation Chapel came again lowing morning velopments in quietly. Hrief Briet Then a rath the congregation and the because it ¢ gide lovey, it Pringle report?” sald as usual, on the fol- Nobody looked for any da- the hymn, and it opened lite i SOrrow Whort-tived wortion, care. tenor volce topped I got your mess honey ; When time's up, 1I'll be there This time it made a kind of scare. There was evidently more fn it than might read and a risk that morning chapel, th chief relaxation of the day, might be sus pended. The warders, thelr ralsed seats, scarned every bench, from the gov- ernor's gallery to the red baize partition, but gleaned nothing. “I ain't seen the like since I took sery- ice under her blessed majesty,” said Mrs, Pringle at exercise. “It's a record!' sald Miss “What's the next move, darling?"* But Miss Pocket palpitated and said noth- Ing. Sbe bad found her man and her man had found her. She in the lap of ate. Prison had transformed itself into a bower of love. There hymn at morning ctapel for a weelk, but there were two hymns on Sunday, The first passed without interruption, though there was a feellug in the congrogation that any line in any verse might be followed by a novel variant. The third of the second hymn made a tempting opering eye on Rodwell. was was 1o verse sings abound wher prisoner leaps Shrill and clear, momentous matins, er He relgns; Th to luse his chalns as at the first rose the of these woman's volce When you and me hay Address to Windsor T As before, that errant voice glued to her hy well and Mrs their breath it was no mo: other women did. This time, looked for and it came Tost our chatns, wce, Staines, no wardress was able to trace Miss Pocket's eyes were 1 book and If Miss Rod- Pringle chuckled than all the of course, an answer w Let every Pecullar hon: And the invis It's easy It you Lat first we'll try the parson's How the service ended that day no one could afterwards have sald At the close and as the officers were preparing to take out their several partics, the governor rose in his and sald It it | and offenders ported entir placed ment « creature rise and bring rs 1o our King responded to that pew not 1 he 10 me will a week Now goneral, hooor & ng the in mates of a jall s & or loss fictitious virtue, but whether through voluntary com- plicity ause very few in the secrot stratagem of the ingenlous the red baize divided was not on punish in more or be the patr whom ust mes e Miss Pocket's vame of 1 pa at It laln visited her the next and so | absorbed he ntemplation of th rusty college cap which the good man wore his prison rounds that she homily. The chaplain v inverted the Moor threw into i it lay undor sage v \ sing understanding gie should she “try chanced that prob- How the chap the on the afternoon Wi in on lost his ex ed to place the cell handker Pocket's cellent his cap generally There and on of bis Miss and alme foe women | and | Morntog | above | occurs again | the | use to her she knew idea took her 0. Mr. Cole The lining of your clerical cap wants m ing. Now do let for They've left me and can do it in @ minute The chaplain had a suspicion that Mi Pocket's sewing materials were contrabund but by this time she had and was studying the rent caught the eye of John Stacey not days before, With a dexterity that Rodwell could scarcely have bettered Pocket withdrew the lining a morsel of paper pushed it her wristband she stitched lining ank gave look nd said me stitch Yo w needle thre he cap in The rent had many Mis. trom tiny and neath Then up ta you sir," said Pocket back the cap tsn't often are able to return your kindne The chaplain took Miss Pocket without glancing at There was never an officer of ¥0 blind 10 its little Intrigues A prisoner %o anxious to be rid of her tor. The chaplain gathered up his frame, smoothed his hair, sald he m talk with Miss Pocket about her future and left her to the examination of her priz AL stated intervals the doles out a sheet of paper and an envelope to every prisoner and allows him or her to ’\\rlh' a letter under the eye of an officer the prison. The latter cannot b posted until it has passed the of the governor or his deputy the only legitimate form of tion. The missive appropriated by Miss Pocket was what s known as a “stiff a surreptitious note generally written on the margin of a leaf torn from a book be longing to the prison library. It dom written with pencil and neve with pen Miss Pocket Mis she thanked her the the cap and work o prison never vigl | | lank | governor a scrutiny and it communica almost waited only for the lain to be on the right side of the door before opening and skimming what she hoped was a billet for herself. It looke as If it had been composed with the as- nce of & natl and a blacking dish, but the handwriting was good and the senti- ment sincere. As the margin and all blank spaces in prison books are stamped with the sign of the broad ar it not too easy to decipher the message. ame out thus “I'm acting on the with you. Got enough to start going out. Try and send answer. It Miss Pocket could not hers, who should do s0?" 0, what ve boy he i she thought. “‘How did he manage to do it? I belfeve him! 1 believe him! 1 believe him! But"—and it was a ver, but” “how shall I get him an answer The amiable Winsome was taking her annual holiday and the wardress in her place was of a churlish habit. If the chap lain were to visit Miss Pocket a dozen times a day she would nover succeed with the hat trick. Yet she must do something or John would think lightly of her; and something quickly, since they had not, like poor Mrs. Pringle, peoance of Nevertheless, invention failed her. | Miss Rodwell's opinion of the lover was greatly enhanced when she heard the morning by what means he had to frank an epistle “I tell you he's ‘wide' Pocky!'"" “That's the sort to work with, eh, mother?" “What do you think, dear!" returned the widow. “It regular warms my heart.” Little Miss Pocket felt these as pe ‘H; terfes Was it not for that | had distinguished himselt? Miss Rodwell, warmer than ever in the affair, undertook to get a “stifi” conveyed through the laundry, it Miss Pocket could manage to write it Ia the sewing room that worning. Miss Pocket had a morsel of pa per concealed in her dress, but no writing implement “Silly girl,”" whispered Mrs “aln't you got your needle?" laborfously, during th morning's sewing, Miss Pocket pricked a message with her needle. Then she twisted up the paper and watched her chance to toss it over her shoulder to Mrs. Pringle, who was ecated behind her. Mrs. Pringle, on the point of tussing it to Miss Rodwell, was detected and pounced upou by the wardress in charge of the room. Without a second’s hesitation the herolc widow made a pill of the “stift” and bolted it The tears trembled in Miss Pocket's eyes, but she restrained them. A sibilant sound of sympathy went up from the band of sew- ers, for by this time Miss Pocket's affair was known to some, and guessed by many, in B wing, and bhad indeed almost isjolnted the nose of Susan Tolwer's baby. Mre. Pringle's name, of course, was put down for report to the matron, Miss Pocket keeping quiet in response to the whispered protest of the widow that she should not “give herself away.’ “A few marks lost ain't much to me,” said Mrs. Pringle chay W, was 1t square with on 38 this claim s a years. next contrived she said rsonal her John Pringle, Slowly and stolen moments of a who fancied herself more closely watched | than ever, could by no means send an answer to her Jo. It is rarely that a pris- oner exclaims against the flight of time. but while Miss Pocket's term was fast ex piring she seemed every day to be losing her hold upon her lover. She would not, however, aceept defeat. One other week slipped away, and no only had Miss Pocket quite failed to estab lish @ post, but the service on the otk side was also ut a standstill. The chap- lain, who had but one assistant in a cure of 1,200 souls, could not always be sitting to have the lining of his cap stitched, and he had not given Miss Pociet a call since the afternoon which has been under notice. In this strait Miss Pock | venture one last shaft in chapel. She alone | need be punished, and, with her glance | upon the future, she cared little for the wrath of the governor. No one was taken | #nto her confidence, and the hymn time had | ceased to be a season of excitement, Cons e quently, when Miss Pocket once launched her voice into wd mented the loes spce upple Let the sweet hope that [ My path of lite attend with this improvisation, Yes, John, und lot tha | 'm with you to the ¢ | the effect upon the congregation was such that they all, as by one accord |sing. In a moment, however, the chaplain had waved th Miss P wardress stretched over und tapped her the should It was you, Pocket! Miss Pocket, who hud made coucealment, said, *Yes, mis The wardress glanced at the matron, and in obedience to @ sign from that lad;, M Pocket was marched out of chapel Now this is all but the eud of th What would bappen to Miss Pocket the other women scarcely ¢ to conjecture The watron but the governor tartar Miss Rodwell and Mrs. Pringle ably concerned for their friend But cou lke Miss Peckot support to itself in the sore The chaplais, in whom sought Miss Pocket in her ufternoon. He had never edness in this young woman | that, it he not Whether or no Miss Pocket chaplain’s countenance ined he should gave the ustonished parson cve of the stery ue n she had been really in love chaplain would go and himself It uch never before tined to belleve e n on again ket's on he cric ) effort a S I % 306 e e 2 e story was something of a undiluted were tartar wa miser ” draws o situation was 1o cell that seen any and lost tarta Sl wick beliey he | reason werc e relied | on | dete | her. 8 dotall the the va now t including the lining of hi incere a m the ) it all was “ he wish the young was L case his encountered, but in Migs Pock 1d 1 he Miss | love | The days went by, in which Miss Pocket, | et was minded to | more | T lap | ROMANCE Laws an on larly are twel a fel enou, v lovers and | area and equa | tello tion 1 mot | vent wel fell 10) the governor (which but that he should hed 1 to her Miss Pocket was u Al been two days ell when the chaplain vi panied the veni he was cle in hi o by matron Mee air her mone for lover the chaplain married the 1 the hureh & rrogated governor mor th ng af ood or's office le her agan, with John bes No. ng repl tha d tha he had X we n in the parish very much oblige married a hands ho was hr. 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