The Charlotte journal. [volume] (Charlotte, N.C.) 1835-1851, 1851-12-03

IL was the morning of q new year ,ha, had
just Sc, ia. bright, golden, and beautiful. The
snos elitlered like jewelled rajmen, in the
cloudiess .un. The chising of the sivery
sounds Of the bel', struck ayfuIly upon lLe
listener in very street. Tho air was cold.
though no; piercing bracing though no, bit.
,ing-just cold enough in truth, TO infuse life
and elasticity into one that moved.
There vas little girl, a child Of poverty, on
that beautiful new years morning, walking the
s,rets with The gay crowds lha, swept pas! her.
Her liule feet gro numb, eucssed ouly
IN this saoes. and those badly worn, lha, she
could bu, with di:ully move one before the
o'her. Her cheek shock a, every step she took,
aud her lips looked truly purple. Alas, poor
Este Gray She was LINK SsgSp.
JIst like the Old ycsrwas The newyear 10
her. Just like the last years wants, ssd les,
years suflerings, were the wants and suferings
Of this The change Of The year broush. no
change 10 her condition with u. Sho was
poor her mother was widow and an invalid,
aud the child wss poor begsal
In the old and cherries room cleaned no
bright fires of anniversary. No e,ergreens,
10 Hreaths, no flwers save few old ~Iihered
ones, decked her time.s,ainrd walls. There
was 90 sound of merry voices within the door
TO say 10 the widow Grey, "a happy New
Year 10 you, Mrs. Gray = Heaven seemed TO
have walled her and her abode ou, from the
happiness that was all the worlds on lhs, fee.
tive day Of The year. /, had provided, TO all
appearances. joys, no congratulations, ne
laughter, no gifts, no flowers, for them. Why 7
We're they ou,castsa Had they outraged their
claims 90 The vide worlds chari,ss9 Had
they voluntarily shu; themselves out from the
sunlight OF the living creatures around them !
No! shame take tho world ,ha, i, must be
so answered for them. Mrs. Gray was poor
Little Este stopped q, times and breathe
her hot breath upon her blue end benumed FIN.
gore, and stamping her tiny iee,,n vasis taa n
easements with all the force left ~ them aad
then big tears stood trenblIng IN her large blue
eyes for moment, and rolled slowly down her
purple cheeks, as if they would freeze TO them
She had left her mother in bed, sick, exhausted
and furnishing What wonder that she cried
even though these ho, tears only dropped on
the Icy pavement. They might as veil fal
there as elsewhere; the many human hearts
that passed her we're full as ICY and hardened
She would have turned back TO 20 homo but
9! Q though, again Of her poor mother and wen
on though wAsre to 90 she knew not. Sac va.
to become a stree, begsar Where woull
street bcggars go' Wha, streets are laid ou
and named and Numbered for them? Surely, i
NO, home, then where should they GO Ii wa,
this though, that brought those crystal tear
tina, started those deep and impressltle ssb
that choked her infen! u,terauce.
A yeung boy-a brigh, locking little fellow
-chanced TO pass her as she walked and ~ep
and stopped He caugh, tho glitter Of ,hos
tesrs in the sunshine, and the sight smole hi
angel heart. He knew not waa. wan, and sui
ferins were. He had never known them him
.elf-neyer once heard Of them-knew no
even What a real beggar vac. He stoPpe,
suddenly before Elsie. and asked her the caus
of those tears. She could make him Lc re
ply-her heart was too fi
; Has any body hur. yuu'" asked the fee
ing little fellow.
She shock her head negatively.
lisve ysu lost your va, "he persisted.
+ "Nc," answered the child, quite audibly
Wha, i. the matter, them" he asked.
Z" Mother is poor and sick, snd an col
: and hungry. We have nothing 10 ea'. Ga