Ruby's Reward — page 97: what you’re looking at

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Mise Gordon. My father I do not remem- | ber, He died when I was very young, and | |my delicate mother was left with no re- | gources save a life insurance policy for a' | thansand lolinrs This,,of course, was ‘almost mothing, and though she tried to -eke ib out hy giving music Jeesons, and-- after dhe became too ill to do that—by making artificial flowers, it ,;was soon gono, and poverty and want stared us in tho face. She died of consumption when | was ten years.old,” «- And had she no relatives or friands who would help-her 7” quesied Kuby, ix tones of sympathy. “No; hut I am afcaid I am wearying you with so much personal history.” “Indood you arc not; please go on, fT am deeply interested,” Ruby said, eagerly. “My mother was an orphan whey my father married ‘Ler,’ Walter continued, “and his friends were xory much displeased with the mateh; they were very aristocratic in their notions, ] believe, and congictered a poor and friendless girl far beneath them ies station, aud disowned iny father for the act. They live, or did live, in Baltimore, and were very wealthy. I feol thadtomfchdors: