Little Miss Joy

er their walk, he seated himself at supper with the

e Bobo's Susan said, as she had watched Miss Pinckne

ntion of coming to the point; though, I need not say

ys preferred a c

eated at supper

gs of your runaway, I

ooked at Jack's mother with that oblique

could not bring herself to ta

en I think of Miss Pinckney's generosity and nobility of tempe

e to Mrs. Harr

aid, "not to talk about my boy. It is not

se I may be permitted to offer my humble tribute of admiration to my de

n Miss Pinckney's, who was in the act of handing him another triangular cut f

titude-never! So I am not disappointed. Gratitude isn't a plant that grows

t poor Patience, who was well

said Mr. Skinner, "and I hope the flower is not

rhetoric, and Miss Pinckney bridled

r, now and at all times. Those that don't care for what I provide, we

to self-control, or she could never have b

Miss Pinckney in the presence of witnesses; above al

s concluded, and retired to the back premises to wash u

ped his glass of hot gin and water bid his hostess a

anged a quiet greeting with two men,

e house, and entered it by the door through which

silently into the little room with the big table, covered with the gree

.' I am in for luck to-night. What have you got to drink

t drink anything myself. So, no d

don't drink at your own expense; is that it?

the two men; "don't talk all

roduced with the black bottle,

eby lose all sense of honour and right. Who shall say how long

s, in a low room where the mice scampered about behind the loose boards, and the whole aspect was uninviting; but, alas! there

s be for a pound or a penny, the

to silence the cry of remorse and the voice of conscience, follow in the gambler's train. No departure from the paths of honesty is single in its consequences, and ther

. Skinner and his friends sat on this fair summer night, shuffling their cards, for what seemed by comparison insignificant sums, we are bound to protest against it with all our m

yed were small; but his usual good fortune seemed to ha

as he threw down

to run up further?" and he pulled out a bit of dirty paper from a p

he matter with lofty

am going in for a pri

e paid. It is rather inconvenien

down another four

aga

card, he lost-though the winner this

d, and Bet, in her room above, was awoke by it. She had been awoke be

called a "wing," were very thin and far apart, and a knot in one of the boards of her room had

tsteps of the men retreating across the yard, and then, as

ic window that lighted her room. As she did so the hole in the floor at

and, looking through, coul

d to the box in the lock, and fastened it. Bertha watched, she hardly knew why, with deep inter

which he set down by his side, and in the other a spade, with which he dug a hole in the soft, sandy mould by the strip of garden, wh

t into the hole, and then covering it wit

t felt something was wrong, a

ss Joy wouldn't care to hear, and nobody else would listen to me if I did tell them.

ck to her bed, an

t than usual, for she had received a convincing proof of li

ed to bear all the rebuffs she met with from her school-fello

rls standing there. She came slowly towards them, shuffling her feet as usual in an awkward

But we must go indoors; Miss Bayliff is in a rage if we cro

ice. "Here comes May Owen; let us

ger, whose premises were at the corner

have you heard abou

matter?" asked a

arket Place, and Joy was knocked down. She has hurt her head, they say, or her back. The doctor has been

the girls exclaim

t her to support herself. Her heart beat wildly, h

ittle Miss Joy! I m

you'll pinch me black and blue. You can't g

of a scarecrow like you being a pleasant sight to Mr.

Bertha gasped; "will she

es her," said another voice. And then a bell rang, and the girls troop

the white face of the clock, and count the minutes as the long hand passed over them. As t

ate, and blurred it with tears; and finally had a long array of bad marks, and was sent by the assistant governess to Miss Bayliff t

Miss Bayliff herself was really distressed at the news which had circulated through the sch

her hat from the peg in the passage, an

Bobo's. She clutched her arm pretty much as she had clutched her schoolfel

trifle better. She has opened h

et well? Ma

her; she has to be

do? what shall I d

way it goes with her." And then, moved to deep pity for poor Bet,