ything about the district, and
the people in it, that made them both seem so strange to her.

"A dress, lady! A hat, lady!"

The buxom Jewish girls and women, who paraded the street before the shops
for which they worked, would give her little peace. Yet it was all done
good-naturedly, and when she smiled and shook her head they smiled, too,
and let her pass.

Suddenly she saw the sturdy figure of Sadie Goronsky right ahead. She had
stopped a rather over-dressed, loud-voiced woman with a child, and Helen
heard a good deal of the conversation while she waited for Sadie (whose
back was toward her) to be free.

The "puller-in" and the possible customer wrangled some few moments, both
in Yiddish and broken English; but Sadie finally carried her point--and
the child--into the store! The woman had to follow her offspring, and once
inside some of the clerks got hold of her and Sadie could come forth to
lurk for another possible customer.

"Well, see who's here!" exclaimed the Jewish girl, catching sight of
Helen. "What's the matter, Miss? Did they turn you out of your uncle's
house upon Madison Avenyer? I never _did_ expect to see you again."

"But I expected to see you again, Sadie; I told you I'd come," said Helen,
simply.

"So it wasn't just a josh; eh?"

"I always keep my word," said the girl from the West.

"Chee!" gasped Sadie. "We ain't so partic'lar around here. But I'm glad to
see you, Miss, just the same. Be-lieve me!"

CHAPTER XIV

A NEW WORLD

The two girls stood on the sidewalk and let the tide of busy humanity flow
by unnoticed. Both were healthy types of youth--one from the open ranges
of the Great West, the other from a land far, far to the East.

Helen Morrell was brown, smiling, hopeful-looking; but she certainly was
not "up to date" in dress and appearance. The black-eyed and black-haired
Russian girl was just as well developed for her age and as rugged as she
could be; but in her cheap way her frock was the "very latest thing," her
hair was dressed wonderfully, and the air of "city smartness" about her
made the difference between her and Helen even more marked.

"I never s'posed you'd come down here," said Sadie again.

"You asked was I turned out of my uncle's house," responded Helen,
seriously. "Well, it does about amount to that."

"Oh, no! Never!" cried the other girl.

"Let me tell you," said Helen, whose heart was so full that she longed for
a confidant. Besides, Sadie Gor