Marion Marlowe's Money, or, Brave Work in the Slums — page 3: what you’re looking at

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a MY QU mers A WEEKLY JOURNAL FOR 2 YOUNG WOMEN Issued Weekly. By Subscription $2.50 per year. Eentercd as Second Class Matter at the N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 2378 William St., N. Y. Entered According to Act of Congress in the year 1900, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D.C. No. 7. NEW YORK, November ro, 1900. Price Five Cents Marion Marlowe's Money; OR,,. BRAWVE WORK IN THE SLUMS. By GRACE SHIRLEY. CPAP ike I. MARION’S GENEROUS HEART. It was a,warm spring morning and the streets of New York were already heginning to look deserted. fen and women who were too poor to fly to the mountains or seashore went listlessly to their work with that dejected air which always accompanies the first breath of sum- mer. Just as a church clock tolled eleven, a beau- tiful girl with great gray eyes and magnifi- cent chestnut hair tripping Twentieth She was dressed neatly and stylishly in a came along Fourth avenue ‘toward street. dark Dlue skirt with a white shirt waist, a dainty leather belt girdled her symmetrical waist, while a jaunty sailor hat was perched becomingly on her waving tresses, As she walked along every one who ob- s served her turned and looked after her ad- miringly, for she was more than usually at- tractive both in face and figure. “She's a stunner, ain’t she!” said a roguish- faced newsboy to his companion; ‘jest git onter ther style! I'll bet she’s an empress or sumthin’ !’’ “Oh, Don’t youse be git- tin’ stuck on yer betters!” come off, Ted! was the reproving answer. “Wot’'s ter know? de matter wid Sue Riley, I’d like I'll tell ‘er youse got stuck on er loidy an’ she'll scratch yer nex ‘time she sees yer!”’ The young girl heard nothing of this ex- citing conversation.. She had stopped on a corner, apparently looking for a car, and as she waited she glanced around in a careless manner. JOOKS peepers out de® Ef yee Jus Ben Li swinging CoiniG