Page 43 - The Little sister of Wilifred

So one day little Margaret, smiling

and glad, kissed the friends of her baby­
hood, and courageously started forth

with her tiny hand in that of a strange

woman’s, for the lodging-house known
in Bridgemont as Bagley’a.

Here in spite of her tender years, and
the stipulation that she was to go to

school, Peggy was put immediately to
work. Ail day she was at the beck and

call of a dozen people, running here and

there for them, fetching this and that,
earning the name, by which Mr. Bagley

sometimes called her, of little Miss Stcp-

and-fetch-it.
The lodgers were nearly all colle­

gians, If they wished for anything,
they had a habit of coming out into the

hall and calling loudly for “ Slavey.”
until the quick patter of little feet an­

swered the summons. There was no