The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1847-10-14
From the American and Philadelphia Gazette
THE LOST CHILD.

From the American and Philadelphia Gazette
THE LOST CHILD.
Wandering listlessly through remote
quarter OF the citv--our custu,n often 81 ~
nfiernoon-our attention WINS arrested "
the plaintivc voice of "a little child nnd turn
ing a corner, we came suddenl, upon
group of women. surrounding hnnds"ne
little b,y Of iwoani halfnr three ears old.
crying between his sobs. M mn, mnina-
wnnt my mamnr' The women around
him were nearly all Irist-the kndest crea-
lures in tho world to childrcn-and were
overw hclming the poor frightened child with
anxious questions where he lived and what
WINS his nume-backed up b, the ineyi,n-
BILE promises Of candy and sugar in un'in-
lied quantities. So earnest were they I"
restore the child to its home TINT they all
talked nj once, and kept speaking louder
and louder every minute. The little trn-
ant, half frightened out Of his tender wits
nj the strange voices and violent gesticu-
lations of his woud-be friends, began scres-
ming in terror, which threatened convul-
sions; while the grd women, IN puzzled
agony and mo'hcrly despair, ran about
hi,ber and thlher, chattcring mud throw
ing their arms about like "a company oi deaf
ers in the ..ancies" during a grea, ''fall.''
The occnsion was nrgcni. and We decided
10 bring our little hero out o: the srrrpc b>
an sndacious movement WORTHY Of Gene
raj Pillow himself. 30, advancing reso-
IutcIy in the crowd, VIC took the child b,
the hand, excIaiming,
s.Why Charly. here YOU arc NJ last! Come
along, dear-manma is waiting fur YOU"
We then hurriedly thanked the g"d
women for taking care Of the dear little
boy; and, taking the cNtcmporc .Charl,'
BY the hand, hurried away, followed by u
troop Of genuine Irish blessings.
The child ceased or, ing, although his
round white bosom still hcaved with silent
sobs, like little sea suhsiding after n
storm. lie looked up now md then into
our face, with such n irustiul, couiiding.
happy glance Of expo, tation, that our heart
sank Mt what we had done. Bat il was no
time Ia retreat.
"Why, Charly." We said, in ms careless
a tone rs VIC could assume. show came YOU
10 60 30 inr from maiiiili
81 buy candy" said he. holding up his
chubby left hand with bright Zip in it,
"My name not Charlv, thnugh?'' aud Tho
little rogue !nughcd NJ catching us ~ a
blundcr This, VIC tcli. was the time, il
ever. 10 nsccrtnin what was, his name.
"Wc!l, know it isn'I; but now see il
you can tell me what il H."
The child seemed suddenly t. feel that
hc must make an cxcr,inn. and hcsiiatcd n
moment As ITO collect himself. a mem
her oil Congress could no, have done i, bet
ter.
edward w." said tho little fellow
NJ length, pronoinring each syllable slow
~ and without a shadow q; bis childish i'm
pcrfcciness of accent. With feeling %
relief. we stepped into a shop. I".ked a
the Directory, and found, iurtnnateiy, bu
three MINES like that 81 our charge. On.
was n barber, another scainstress, mn,
the third wholesale merchant. We scru
tinized the somewhat elegant dress of Tho
boz, and eazcd caic,ull, III his face. II WA
too happy for the child Of a senm~trc-s, ant
the embroidery about the hem O! hs iin'
linen tTaCk WIS fttt.tuttN Upl III ibfiIIt
ufaelnrc. On the other hand, bud he bceI
the BARRIERS sen, his golden silky b j
would have been pnstcred down wit
bears oil. Oar mind wns made mp. m,
We proceeded confidently 10 the house q
Mr. n, in The upper part Of VAIN"
street. We lonna,hc place in confusion
servants running about in alarm; md n Ia
dy in n mourning gown, and her swee
face hnlf hidden Nv veil Of shining hair
falling in dishevcled misses of gold an
brown over her beautiful shoulders, cam,
running instantly IN The d"or. The que.
lion WINS solvcd--,hc child sprang 10 hi
mothers nr'ns with cry Of delight; nm
clespel passionateI, to her bosom, he nest
led there like young rosebud beneath tn
parent lenves.
But We dent believe that either ni then
was So happy a. The renders yer. humbl'
servant.