CHAPTER X.
Mary Gough "I think," said Paul Clifford to Miss Gordon, "that I have found just the person that will suit you, and if you accept I will be pleased to see you safe home." Belle thanked the young grocer, and gratefully accepted his company.
Belle returned the next day to see her protege and found her getting along comfortably although she could not help seeing it was sorrow more than disease that was sapping her life, and drying up the feeble streams of existence.
"How do you feel this morning ?" said Belle laying her hand tenderly upon her forehead.
"Better, much better," she replied with an attempt at cheerfulness in her voice.

"I am so glad, that Mother Graham is here.

It is like letting the sunshine into these gloomy rooms to have her around.

It all seems like a dream to me, I remember carrying a large bundle of work to the store, that my employer spoke harshly to me and talked of cutting down my wages.

I also remember turning into the street, my eyes almost blinded with tears, and that I felt a dizziness in my head.