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THE 8i -ICEMAN
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N1NETTE'S CARS.
alas. sly saspettn.
Eteemat . snowing still, sharp
of whiteners ie- tire gloomy
her dusk, when Ninette Beau
coir was driven up to her cousin's
ties.---'b'e'-air-waltiutortsely cold,
the houses on_ eithereitia sif_ Lha aliens t What is Use matin Now t ataid-Usm.
loomed up like Hug.' phantoms mod Berry, Why are you crying !
the Ras jets seemegl tot�irill and 1 um so hungry, sobbed Ninr rte, in
shiver io the wind. Antd.Jhb weloobie whose nature starvation had complete-
d Mrs. • Berry, her oousiu's boner- ly overcome the heroic element- I
keeper, wait a dead match for_ebe hews had nothing to eat since eight
weather and the wind. o'clock this morning.
I ami expected, I inppoie-l- said Mrs. Berry bit her lip impatiently.
Ninette, wondering why the woman And the kitchen fire gone down,
did not open the door a little wider. said she, and not a drop of milk left'
Whet name 1 cautiously inquired Well, I'll to down and see what I can
' Mrs. Berry- find.
Miss Beauvoir, from Atlanta, But when she came back, poor little
Georgia. Ninette, who had crept into bed to
I have hoard nothing of it, said get warm, was sound asleep. And
Ifi'te. Benjw1t'Fioif 'opening'the deefr4tbe niggtiAfy tiandwied emit slice
an inch farther.. , withered take were to late.
Mr. Trebleton is at home, I sup Mr. Tremblton took Ninette to a
pose t genteel intelligence bureau the next
No ones, be'e not, still frigidly. day.
I will come in, said Ninette, trying This lady, he meld to her, indicating
to swallow the SuffotuitIngseilifilltfo in a stout female in black silk behind a
bt r throat- I will wail for him. It tall desk, will procure decent lodgings
is so cold and 1 --Tint half -frame. for you and put you in the way of
Mrs- Berry hesitated a moment, employment. And. if I can be
then opened the door, ungraciously any further service to yoql let
ni.ough. me know. :