The LOne Heart. You are taking her down to the Or phans’ Home, This little bit girl, you say; It is sweet she would look with her hair a-cur], And a smile in those eyes of gray vard where the hearse out box, § mind the drove With the friend: there's for her? i've a bit, mavbe I and her one last So only the Orphans’ Home might spend. It is all alone in this house am I, Bat you the ffowers on lawn the tabby-cat sleep, And bluebirds the soe And on the porch, a- that sing at. dawn 1 would love to fashion a gown of red For a little bit girl like this: Would you put your arms round my neck, wee one, And give to me, dear, a kiss? it's warm in my heart is the feel I have! You've a look like a child I knew, To be sure her hair it was black, not light And her « eves of Oh the violet's blue But there's something that stirs me a thought of her— Blue violets cover her breast— Yon shall hear the songs that I to her When I cuddled her down to rest Sang 1 kiss a rose to your cheeks of white, } will find the And you'll not phans’ will hair the curl in down your £0 to Home Youth's Companion REFORMATION IPS 25252525252525252525d50a00 g & And what Ww it) oy, Tom Tom her on the leaned « forefinger They Can gereaming wire,” he said ght” went te this Something ng inte udibl and at the hare fe st Carpet, empts moment and overcoat fox dps fv De “ialr i i On he took out and pushed door onen sur enough there! And all to rush cart for shelter I've got a inskily, “and if you you, I'll hands!” they turned momentary neq W-~why, w-—what the dev ogan, with a little stammer Sally's courage came back rush. Don't make matterg swearing,” she sad, “There's a box of matches in drawer of the writitr desk to left. Take them out and lght gas, and then stand perfectly or I'll shoot you. Really | willl” The shadowy figure turned and stooped; a match seratched and flick. ered, the gas it, and the black shad. ow against the gray winlow instantly i cemed b avolvet a don’t do tell shoot you Hold Hl tp figure instantly toward her startled went and with a worae by reprovingly the your the still, became flesh and blood reality, un washed, unshaven and illdressed, against a white background of spot less window curtains awd clean blinds He stared at her, bewildered, and then his startled eyes made a tour of inspection of the little room, The things upon the table, the the carpel, the mantelpiece, came in for a share of his attention; and then he turned his gaze to her and took off his cap, displaying a clean. brown forehead and fair, curly hair, so suddenly that Sally certainly would have fired—if she'd known how, Her dark hair in a tangled heap over her A white frill at her neck overflowed the deep reds and yellows of the dressing gown. In her haste she had neglected to fasten the girdle, and her left hand bunched the folds shape- lessly together at her waist, whilst from beneath skirts one row of pink toes peeped at the intruder, “I'm gorry,” the burglar said. “There's some mistake" She cut him short “There 18,” she sald. “There is! Because you've managed to ascertain that father is away you imagined that we I—were defenseless, and could rob us safely.” The hand that held the pistol shook and twitched with her vehemence, and | the burglar looked anxiously at the moving weapon. Then he smiled again “Excuse think you supper walls, and lay shoulders was loose, the very you though you he said TI une derstand firearms very well, do you? You can't fire that one like that you know.” S80 he had found her out! Oh, hadn't she waked up Tom? “1 understand it quite well you with it,” she answered his own among me,” you why to shoot He on the revolver noiseless- the put able things Th4there said again me and ndicated it are,’ i now, if vint that at thi trizge he th a dirt forefing vill kill me d-dead. B-l wm d-didn’t And he he middie of the room and sat hai i stride what she And izhed Salil upstairs did she ' he knew went bed ness r and was in (rit Wi my sister Sall introduction ac away b find the Tom, and, shed.” dodued waltzing couples to his own partner, Sally looked up from her already half-filled programme into the eyes of her burglar “Yeyou look ly. “I've ventured warm,” he said polite to take this dance, out into the cool? She took his proffered arm, and he found her a chair in the deserted hall way, behind some palms “1 shall be glad if you will Kindly explain your extraord behavior of the night Mr.—Mr. Wrightley “Th-that's all right,’ he sald, “I'd been d