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Show -M t - AI'S. -f Jimmy Steer was in luck. A gentleman gentle-man had given him 10 cents for holding hold-ing a horse outside Covent Garden market. mar-ket. 'Jimmy turned the coin over and over in his hand, taking care, however, how-ever, to keep the hand hidden in the pocket of his ragged .trousers. "I dunno whether ter go iu for a good blowout or harf a quire of even-. in' pappers," he was thinking, when his attention was drawn to a little .girl, a year or two younger than himself Jimmy. Jim-my. was 9 sobbing in a quiet but pitiable piti-able manner outside' the cookshop. - "Hallo!" said Jimmy, "who's been apunchin' you?" "Nob'dy. I'm only hungry," she sobbed. "What's yer nam'?" "Als." Jimmy turned the 10 cents over several sev-eral times. - "I'm goin' ter have a blowout," he suddenly said. "Come along, Al's." The hungry , mite needed no second invitation. Soon she was sitting before a plate; heaped up with pudding. "Where do you live?" asked Al's." "Oh, anywheres," was the careless reply. "There's a doorway in Grecian lane I likes best when I haven't got no 'doss' money." tan you taive me: j. naven t s'l nowhere to sleep." Next day Jimmy's fortune was no worse than usual, but he had two mouths to feed now, and the doorway in Grecian lane was again their resting place. This was the , case, for rather more than a week. ' ' "It can't go on much longer," Jimmy said one night. "I've had lots of- pals, but they've all been took. Policemen, Or school board, or, children's home, or summat's had 'em all. I've been lucky, I have, but I know I'll be had some day' then we'll be parted, Al's." The child nestled-closer to him, and rested her, touzled little head on his ragged shoulder., ' "I'd die if I.' was 1 took ,away from you, Jimmy'she' said. "Nob'dy could part us if we was married. Mother used to tell father so when he said he'd run away. How does you get married, Jimmy?" , "Easy 'nough, Jimmy answered, with air the confidence of superior knowledge". "There's a church by Trafalger spquare where folks get I married 'most, every dayl . I've sneaked in once or twice. :They stands in front of some railin's, and a man in a long white shirt reads summat out of a book. He's the marryer, he is." Soon after rl6 'o'clock next morning Jimmy and Al, unnoticed by any of the I officials, stole into the church and toward to-ward the chancel, and. concealed by a pillar, waited hand in hand for , the ceremony to begin. Neither could understand the clergyman's clergy-man's words, but" he had no more reverent listenners than those two pathetic little figures. When he asked the question beginning, "Wilt thcu have this woman" and the bridge-groom bridge-groom answered, "I will," Jimmy was caught napping, or peiliaps he did not understand, but when it came the bride's turn to answer "I will," he was ready to prompt Al's. "Say 'I will,' " he whispered. "I will," faltered Al's. 9 "Nobody can part us now," said Al's, as thev descended the church steps, the ceremony over. Twelve , hours later. Dr. Barnett, the will known philanthropist, passed through Grecian lane, accompanied by the superintendent of one of his' homes and a police sergeant, and followed a little distance by a closed carriage. They were engaged in rescue work. From time to time the officer flashed his bull's-eye on a doorway or entry. Suddenly he stopped. It was before Jimmy's temporary home. "Here are two,'" dootor!" he exclaimed. ex-claimed. More than fourteen years had passed. A burly young backwoodsman, sunburnt, sun-burnt, hard as nails, to judge by his appearance, was walking down Montreal Mon-treal street, Quebec, studying the .numbers .num-bers and tradesmen's names as he went. Presently he' pulled out . a letter and read it. It was dated from London: "My Dear James I have much pleasure pleas-ure in informing you that Alice Uraham went to Canada, with twenty-four' other girls, in May last. Her address is care of Mr. Le Croix, 101 Montcalm street, Quebec. I am very glad to learn you are domg so well, and I hope you will continue to prosper. Your friend, ROBERT BARNETT." No. 101 proved to be a private house Of considerable size. Jimmy rang. A neat maid opened the door. "Can I see Alice Graham?" he asked. His reflections in the room into which he was shown were interrupted by the I entrance of a young lady. A puzzled ; expression was on her oval, dimpled face and in her big black eyes. "I think there's some mistake," he faltered. "I've called to see Alice Graham." . . "I am Alice Graham." "You must be another," he said Kildly. "The Alice' Graham I want to see came from London." . "I. came from London." "From Dr. 1-farheU's home?" ' . ."Yes," . "Then I'm afraid the doctor has made an awful mistake. He -sent me this letter, but there's something wrong fomewhere." The girl glanced at the address. Next instant her arms were ardtind Jimmy's neck, the red rose in her hair was resting on his shouUer. "You're Jimmy steer!" she cried. "Jimmy, who married me in St. Martin's Mar-tin's church years and years ago! And I didn't know you;" she went on, laugh- ing and almost crying by turns. "Whatever "What-ever have you been thinking?" And then she pushed him away at arm's length and looked him up and dow;;. "Why. Jimmy,; how you're grown! It's not surprising that I didn't know you. You're quite a big man!" I And then she--kissed film. About a year afterward Mrs; Le Croix lost her children's "governess. Jimmy made another journey up froni Hamilton. This time he did hot return alone. " v ! ' ' :'--' ( V . . -..;.;. - - - : ; I - |