The Dorset County Express and Agricultural Gazette.
Dorchester, Dorset, England, 1874-12-29 00:00:00

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they ,'oukl. an,l sing
Or carols; anil the chiLlmh
Mr. Mayhew wan
of u thiSers to his Mid ridiculing ruin.
health ,lelua.iitliuuit
lie was rich, anti
hwii:4:10:71": Ile wa. toll luiiii,.elf,
but there WAXit eertain amount of nervousnes, with its
He was an only son alsoutthirty ymirs old • hit; mother
rat,' him, and fisstenal this selfishness, Lao,
so in a measure it was not so much his fault, a: his
up-bringing.. And yet to the world lie was perfection-
gentlemanly, intelligent, pleasant, and even fascinating,
It limy be a matter of speculation whether he knew how
really ss'ltl,Li li..' was, for our (stilts grow so steadily and
yet strongly, that oftm we are unaware of their strength
and reptilsiven.s until a rule hand tears the veil away
front our mental ; or a Divine love illumines it,
ahowing ut how hideous is our sin. Henry Mayhew was
well wraigsal up on this bitter cold night. When be
open's! the .lair lie nearly stumbled over a childish form
who ass w;,,,itmg in patient expectation for swim trifling
reward for it.: usursel of a carol.
" Why don't you keep out of anyone's way?" the gentle-
man said hastily.
"1 ilitl'nt know anyone was coining out, Sir."
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and
sueh.
"Tbeogt.nry
haTclog.e,thsoutnronmtionnueedy*--"I heard some children
Anginif, and thought I would try, but that was all I know
of it. And ilias Lawrence has guile away, so she couldn't
come and see father. It what shall Idu tuft so ill, and
no tire and nothing to eats"
The gentleman was in rather an uncolufortalile date:
he hated—nay, was frightened at the idea of a child
crying, so he dived his hand into his pocket, drew forth a
shilling. mil said, "There! there ! don't cry."
"0 thank you, sir, but won't you, please, lust come and
see father I .Lon t know who else to ask, now 116111
Lawrence has gone, and she would be at. pleased if you
did."
" Why I"
"She told me to pray to God for anything I wanted
and if Ile thought it right, I should have it rti I doi
tenight, and now you will come, I am sure, because it
will
_please God," said the child with the (curies:lnm. of
childhood. It had never entered into Harry's head to
please anyone but himself, so lie was both amused and
puzzled at the child speaking.to him like that.
"But I can't do
a.nything.
"G yes you can, and the placed her hand in his, and
led him away in a regular state of bewilderment.
Ile hated dirty alleys and ill-smelling houses, and yet he
could not refuse to go. They soon arrived at the roof, in
which the aick man lay. It was bare of what we even deem
necessities, and in a poor bed in the corner, a man WWI
lying who seemed very near death. Harry looked
strangely out of place in his warm clothing, while the
titan had scarcely any covering, is.. tire, and no food.
" You have come home again, my death" be said feebly.
"Yes, father, and brought such a kind gentleman. I
sang at his door father—you know that little bit—' God
bless the master of this house' that you newt to sing to
mother and me, when we were making the Christmas
pudding I"
The poor father groaned out, "Yes," as a vivid picture
arose before his mental vision of his beloved wife and child
who used to laugh so heartily at his attempt at singing.
" You are very kind, Sir," he said feebly. "Poor child,
she is so distressed about me, and she has no friends, I
don't know what she will du when lam gone. I Moat
trust God, but it is so hard to leave her all alone," and the
tears trickled down his thin, pale cheeks.
Harry was strangely moved, and hardly knew what to
sap: Suddenly he aako.l, "Have you had a doctor r
No, I have no money to pay for one."
"11l fetch one, and send you lame—some food- Here,
will anyone get some lire!"
The child somas gleefully forward, and said "Mrs.
Smith will, I know."

Well, when Harry arrived home that night, he almost
forgot to wonder if he was going to Lave a fever through
going to that house. Ile seemed to feel a glow about his
Mart ; awl a verse rang in his iswa, shoot UM I,lnwing
"Um master of this him.," coupled with the last worm of
the sick man when he left him—" Inasmuch as ye have
dime it to the Masi of these, ye have done it unto lts."