The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1852-07-09
THE LITTLE pAupER.

hopeless. homeless, SHE had wept ill sh'
had no more tears 10 shed, stood with hel
scan,y cloihing nuiierng in the wind
pressing her little hands tightly over he'
hear, as if 10 still its beating.
sl,'s no use fle,iiug," said the rongl
man, as he stamped the last shovel full %
earth over MI the child had to love, "frei
ing won't bring dead folks to life; pit,
you hadn'l got no ships cousins some
where's to take you. IFS tough world
,his ere, | tell ye; don't see how ye'e
going TO weather il. Guess l'll take ye
Il ,und 10 Miss Teiherbee's, she's got a
power of children and wants hand ic
help her, an come along II You cry
enough to float the ak il won'r do you nc
good" Allie obeyed him mechanically,
turning her head every few minnies ia
AXE another. and ye, another louk where
her mother lay buried.
The mo,n,ng sun shone in upon an I'M.
derground kitchen in the crowded CITY
Mrs. Fe,herbee, a'ired in n g,y colored
calico dless, with any quun,i'y Of tinse
iewelry, sat sewing some showy cotton
lace on cheap pocke,.handkerchief. A
hoy Of FIVE years was dispuinv with a
little girl uf three, about an apple; from
big words they had come to hard blows;
and peace was finally declared al the
peace of an orange apiece, end s'ickFoi
candy-each compliant "putting in" &r
the biggest.
Poor Allie, with pale checks and swol.
len eye-Iids was staggering up and down
the floor under the weight Of a mammoth
baby, who was amusing himself, pulling
oui a, intervals little handfuls Of hair:
"Quiet that child !can't ye?" said Mrs.
Feiherbee. in no very gentle tone. 81
don't wonder the darling is cross 10 see
such a solemn face. You must get a
little life into you somehow, you won't
earn ,he> sal, 10 yonr porridge, here.
There, declare, you've half put his ewes
ou, with those long cu'ls dangling around,
come here, and have'em cut off; they
don, lock proper for charity child?'
land she glanced a, the short s'ubby
crops on the heads ofthe little Fe,her-
bees
Allies lip quivered, as she said, ,"Moih
er used to love to brush them smoo,l,
every morning; she said they were lead
sisters; please don't" she said beseech-
inglv.
"But tell you I do please TO cut
'em, so there's an end Of that" said she,
as the several riog!e,s fel! in a shining
heap on the floor, sand do for creations
sake, stop talking abou, "dead folks, and
now ca, your breakfast Il you want it.; !
forgo, you hadn't had any-there's some
Of the children's left; if you're hungary ii
vii; 90 down, and il you aint you can 60
without"
Poor Allie! The daiotcst morsel
wouldn't have "gone dopn" her eyes
filled with ,ears that pouldnt be forced
back. and she sobbed ou,," mus, cry il
you beat me for-my heart pains me so
bad"
"H.it.y-Ti.ty! what's all ibis?'
said broad faced, rosy milkman, as he
sa, his shining can down on the kitchen
table; what is oil this Miss Fe,berbee
I'd as lief cal pine and needles as hear a
child cry. Who is she, pointing atAllie'
nd what is the matter Of her."
"Why, the long and sl,or, of it is, shes
poor pauper that we've taken in out Of
charity, and she'p crying a, her good luck
that's all" said tie lady, with a vexee
toss OF her head. That's The way benev
olence is always rewarded; nothing or
earth to do here, bu, tend the baby. onc
amnse the children, and run 10 the door
and wash the dishes, and dust the furni-
,urc, and tidy the kitchen, and go of a
few errands; uneraIeful little baggage!
Jimmy's hear, was as big as his farm
and that covered considerable ground
Glancine pi,ifully n, the lille @eeper
he said skillfully. "Thtt chld's g,ing
TO be sick, Miss Fe,herbee, and then
what are you going TO do with he,9 Be
sides, she's tno young 10 De mucn use
10 you. You'd better let me lake her.
"Well, ! shouldn't wonder if you wal
half r,ph,," said the frightened woman =
"She's been trouble enough already. ~
give he, qnile clain.''
"Will you go with me little maid?'
said Jimmy with a bright, good.na.uret
smile. M
"If you please" said Allie, laying he
liule hand con6dingly in his rougl
palm.
.Sii up closer said Jimmy, as he put one
srm round he, fragile figure ,as they railled
over The stony pavemen's. "We shal
soon be on, Of this smoky old city con.
cen ii! l always feel as if was poi
soned, every time come TO iown-and
then " ell see what sweet hay-helds, and
new milk, and clover blossoms, and kino
hearts will do for yoa--you poor little
plucked chicken! Where did yon come
from, when YOU come 10 live with iha
old Jtzebel!'
From my mothers grage," sale
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