Litchfield enquirer., 1848-01-06

 uuyrzl la-zuyusuzu,..uiu clothes, and playing with some dirty shavings that filtered the hearth.
 Could this woman be the mother of little Johnny-that meek and sweet faced child ] could hardly ask the question-yet so it was! l When told her of the'child, and gave his sim. pie messnge, she got up from the chest and be- gan curteseying to the ground over and over again, mumbling out her thanks that the slikes of me shoNld come to see her, and adding . series of disgusting ani half intrliigib,s ex- cuses for the state of her room aud dress. To my inqairies t she would go and sec her sick child on the following Wednesday she gave me to understand that she thought a great deal of Johnny-that she would like to see hiH ofall things, only she had no money to pay Tor aride in tho stage. and no lime to wash her dress. then she fell to weeping. and l left1herin At Of maudia lamentations o& sertae evils of her faie, which terminated ss kfwent out n . buFst of fthoserSnlgar blessirgs that are 30 revelting in the mouths of the vile --ali because had promised to pay ber stags fare, and supply her with clean dress, if sho would promise ts be in condition to go and sec her child on Wednesday. a 0sss And this was the mother of little Johnny l this iswoman--sov vile, so utterly iebased Her inebfiate kisses had warmed his iulancy. In her aoathsome bosom that pale child had slept. went home heart sick and shocked beyond measure poor little Johnny--he how became mosethan ever an object of compassion, What heart he must have thus to pine for the siebt oft mother like that I could now understand the blssh thst lay on that poor cheek, and the faultering of hisvoice when she was mention, ed. He was ashamed of the drunken mother That he loved se ssuch> &''f X On "Wednesday seat early to know if inc woman was ready to to visit her dying child Sue was 90 intoxicated that it was inapossible to obtain definite answer from her.
 l weHr up to the hospital atone. Johnny was sitting out by tie piazza crouched aa in heap, with the sun falling brightly around him; hls fine eye lighted up when he saw me, and his lace beamed with the most beautiful smile ever saw--he looked eagerly down the walk as if expecting some one ts follow me.
 "She could not come, my child" said ane swering the look: "your mother was nt well!"
 He fixed those large, earnest eyes on me for moment Then they dropped 10 the earth. and l could see tears swelling under the lids. e "she will come very soon though," said filled with pity for his disappointment, and perpetrating an harmless fraud. gave him couple of oranges as if from her. His face frightened. He took the oranges, held thema few minutes, and then erept round wing oe the building where couple of little hunch~ backed cfipples were standing, and gave one to each.
 |" don't care 90 very much for oranges" he said, coming back with smile on his lips, and crouching down on the turf again." and no one ever brings them anyihing. They are orphans, you know"
 "Doetor." said Johny, that day, as my broth. CT was passing through the ward, have yoa sore paper and pen and ink; should like very much to write a letter to my mother This WIS . singular request from a child of eith' years old. and it quite startled the doc- tor--bul he ordered the writing materials fse the boy, and offered to have table sent, but he drew stool up to his cot, and turning lin pan bottom up on the bed, began his letter oa that.
 It was a touching epistle, we'll written, and pathetic in its manifestation of earnest affectA ion. He spoke of his comforts, of the care and kindness extended to him, and begged her to come very, Dery soon. He should watch foe her now every day-she need not wait till she had money to buy something for him, he did aot care for that, all he wanted was to see .hef, During the whole week that woman was neses sober enough :o read or understand the pul> port of this pleading letter. l Johnny was in a consumption. The doctor told me this on my next visit--and, as the burn on his back healed, the hectic fever and rack- ing cough grew worse. For little time, while the Autumn sunshine was warm and golden, the dear little fellow might be found in the open ar with his shadowy limbs gathered under him, and that sad, patient smile forever on his lips. He never complained. and yet never spoke of getting we'll. Everything given him was received with thankfulness every little attention acknowledged with smile so sweet. and patient enough to give heart-ache to the most hardened. never saw him that he did not ask for his mother.
 "I have waited" ," he said, after weeks hnd gone by. and he wasgrowing more feeble every day have waited so long. expecting her every day, that sometimes seem to get dis coaraged. Perhaps shs is staying away be- cause she has no money to buy things fer me-, he would cay, but she needen't wait for that. I don't care much for nice thing Besides, 1 haven't breath to eat then. Tell her this = tell her all waAt In the wide world is to see her ] and aunty and Joseph"
 T Idid tell hsr! Again and again went tu T that squaiid garret. I informed the woman that her child dying, that a few weeks must