The Charlotte journal. [volume] (Charlotte, N.C.) 1835-1851, 1842-06-30

other as the tears glistened IN her eyes.
you may if you choose, answered Lou.
Use, | sha'ni.
Neither will L. said Jane.
Blu, his sick MOTHER said Gertrude.
Pooh hope you don't believe that s,o.
ry-ile jus, wants 10 get some pennies thai,
be may pitchpeuny with some Of the other
bad boys about the streets.
As she spoke she turned short around
and began to examine the articles in the
shopwndow.
Indeed | do not tell you lic,' said the
boy warmly, fearing she nigh, be influenc
ed by the examples OF her companions, IN.
deed do not. Oh do not refuse me. My
poor, poor motber-l fear she will die DO.
fore get home. She has bad nothing to
eat these two days
The kind hearted girl could not withstand
the appeals of the shudderug boy, made as
they were 10 such piilul tones, and taking
her purse from her bag, she put it in his
hands.
Take this, said she, my uncle gave it to
ne this morning TO spend for Christmas
things, but can do very we'll without them.
Run home with il quick, and may It make
you more comfortable, il not merry, on this
Christmas day. The boy hesi,ated.
May be your uncle will be angry, Miss
said he.
No, no. she answered, he gave it TO me
this morning to spend os | chose, and now
| choose 10 give it 10 you. Hasten with il
home.
God bless you God bless you ! he ex
claimed as the tears Of gratitude coursed
each other down his checks, May you
never want bread as we havo done.'
lie would have thanked her more, bu,
the thought Of bis starving mother came
across bis mind, aud leaving them be was
soon out Of sight.
What Ounce you are, Gertrude, said
Jane, TO 90 aud give him all your money
Now you are done purchasing.
We'll, | don't care, SAID the good heart.
ed girl come, cousins, let US 90 into tho
store il you want to make any purchases.
( They went in.
CHATTER II.
The youth did not stop to count the con.
tents Of the purse he had received, but turn.
ing onward DIS RAPIDLY as his bcnumbed
limbs would allow bin, he wen, bis way TO
wards the southeastern part Of the city
Alter trayrrslug many streets, he a, last
turned into q small dirty iane, whose aspect
betokened poverty. Lifting the latch Of
an old frame fabric, situated therein, he
rushed into an apartment, whose wretched
appearance fully corresponded with the ex.
terror Of tue building. Indeed i, was al.
mos, destitute Of furniture. A table, two
or three old broken chairs, few plates aud
! cups, upon dresser, water pail standing
in one corner, aud candlestick of tin ;ha,
was upon the mantle, completed the furui
! ture Of the aparimcnt-"-wl,h ihe exception
! Of ttucklo bed near the chimney place
d pom this bed lay woman, pale and ai,en
uaied, whose face, though thin aud wasted
still bofo marks Of having once been beau
tlful The soft Greciau outline Of features
the thin and finely cnseled lips, the deli
J caiely atched eye trows, the full dark Il
quid eyes, and the jeity siIken hair that
fell 10 rich food over The wretched pillow
on which her head reclined, all told Of her
pas, loneliness aud beauty. She was pale
, and appeared 10 he very weak and feeble
so much so that she did not shuddor. as
tho keen air, enlenns the cracks and crew.
lcos Of the apartment, blew over her mis-.
cradle couch With biting cbl!ne~s, though
1, might be, perhaps, thai i, was The intense
: ness Of the cold, which had already chilled
the blood in her veins and made her insen.
sible longer to It's freezing breath.
Mother mother cried tho boy, ,hrow.
; ing himself on Ms knees beside tho Low "
couch, as soon as he had entered the room.
: mother, cheer up look Il have money
SEQ see aud be held up the purse before
8 her ns he spoke.
: Tho woman essayed TO raise herself sud
5 denly up as i 10 grasp il, but ed;tt wa.
yalu and her slightly raised head fell heas
lily upon the pillow. Her lips moved slow.
" he bent his ear 10 catch her words.
You did not get it un!awlulIy she nut
tered brokenly.
No, no, mother, sal the boy, i, vas Civ.
On TO me by sweet crealure--an auscl-
God bless her Yes God bless her sweet
FACET was almost as pretty as your own
: she was SO kind, too. No, no, did not
steal IL
Tbaul, God murmured The woman faint.
y, and the blood played for a moment over
her pale checks, around her lips, and then
lied leaving them still more gbuslly pale.
Poor woman her trials were nearly
over That momcniary 1Jsh told that
deaths icy touch was fast chilling her very
heart. The lad seemed 10 have an appre
hension Of this, aud throwing his arms
about her neck, the tears coursed each other
rapidly down his cheeks, as he gazed earn.
eslly IN her face.
Mother, dear moihcrl' be exclaimed
earnestly, look up--be Of good chccr--we
val yet be happy. viii 90 aud se, the
doctor for you-he vii! come now. for
vii - without ylciuals, and give him all