Christian fiction; Families -- Fiction; Love stories
"Miss Hollister," he said hurriedly, "if you have those letters ready,
I will sign them at once. We have just had word that Mr. Baker of the
firm died last night in Chicago, and I must go on at once. The office
will be closed for the rest of the day. You can let those other
matters that I spoke of go until to-morrow, and you may have the day
off. I shall not be at the office at the usual hour to-morrow morning,
but you can come in and look after the mail. I will leave further
directions with Mr. Clegg. You can mail these letters as you go down."
Ten minutes later Shirley stood on the street below in the warm spring
sunshine, and gazed about her half dazed. It seemed a travesty on her
poor little life just now to have a holiday and no way to make it count
for the dear ones at home. How should she use it, anyway? Should she
go home and help Carol? Or should she go out and see whether she could
find a house somewhere that they could possibly afford to move to?
That, of course, was the sensible thing to do; yet she had no idea
where to go. But they did not expect her home at this time of day.
Perhaps it was as well that she should use this time and find out
something without worrying her mother. At least, she would have time
to think undisturbed.
She grasped her little package of lunch that she had brought from home
with her and looked about her helplessly. In her little thin purse was
the dime she always carried with her to pay her car-fare in case
something happened that she had to ride either way--though she seldom
rode, even in a storm. But her mother insisted on the dime. She said
it was not safe to go without any money at all. This dime was her
capital wherewith to hunt a house. Perhaps the day had been given her
by a kind heavenly Father to go on her search. She would try to use it
to the best of her ability. She lifted her bewildered heart in a
feeble petition for light and help in her difficult problem, and then
she went and stood on the corner of the street where many trolley-cars
were passing and repassing. Which one should she take, and where
should she go? The ten cents must cover all her riding, and she must
save half of it for her return.
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