The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1852-05-17

-, ne, arms. Fortunately, have little milk
seIf ana forgetting her anger, she busted her
80 ~ pu,ting some milk on the fire, and then
| saaaeIt ueside 1t to warm the infant, who
| in a;jeu nun frozen. Her master watched her
;,a E,,,e ana when at last he saw her kiss
| smile. a"ay Win quiet
when atl length the little one had boar h,,.,,oa
lnto gentle slumber, and when Margay;,a
Win tle assistance OF her masters clool an5
some OF her own clothes, had made a Nh a e
the elder BOY, and placed him in il. the ooos
man told her how the children had been co.,. eou
mltted to his care, and the promise he had
made, though not in words, to protect them
hat Is very right and good, no doubt said
BiargarIta; Il only want TO know how we are
all to live? The priest opened his Bible, and
read aloud:
'Whosoever shall give to drink unto one of
these little ones a cup Of cold water only in
the name of disciple, verify say unto you,
he shall in no wise lose his reward.'
amen" said Margarita.
Twelve years passed by. The parish priest
OF San Pietro, who was now more than seventy
years old. was sitting in the sunshine at his
door. Near him, boy of about twelve years
old was reading aloud from the Bible, locking
occasionally towards tall, fne-looking young
man, who was hard at work in a garden close
by. Margarita, who was now become blind,
sat and listened. Suddenly, the sound of
wheels was heard, and the boy exclaimed
Oh the beautiful carriage!' A splendid cur
rage approached rapidly, and stopped before
the door. A richly dressed servant approached
and asked for cup of water for his master.
Carlos, said the priest to the younger boy,
go, bring water to the gentleman; and add
some wine, fhe will accept it. Go quicklyn
AT this moment, the carriage door opened, and
Il
alighted.
Are these your nephews!' said he to the
| priest.
They are more than that, senor; they are
my chiidren-the children OF my adoption
| How is that!'
Will tell You, seEor; for am old and moor.
and know but little of the world, and am in
much need of advice; for know not what TO
| do with these two children He related the
what do you advise me to do?'
Apply 10 one of the mobiles of the court
VINO must assign you pension of four thou,
sand ducats.'
Il asked you for advice, senior, and not for
Jest
And then. your church must be rebuilt
| we will call it the Church of the Cup of Cold
| Water Here is the plan. See, this is to he
the v!carage; and here, divided by this pal
| tHS,
What does this mean? What would YOU
say? And, surely, | remember that voice,
that face'-
4 am Don Jose della Ribeira; and twelve
years ago, was the brigand Jose. escap-
ed from prison; and-for the revolution made
great changes-am now powerful. My child
ren'-
He clasped them in his arms. And when at
length he had embraced them u hundred times,
with tears, and smiles, and broken sentences;
and when all had in some degree recovered
their Conposure, he took the hand of the
priest and said well, father, will YOU not
| accep; the Church of the Cup of Cold Wa
tel? The old man, deeply affected, turned to
Marg arlis, and repeated:
w hosoever shall give to drink unto one of
these little ones cup of cold water only in
the name of u disciple, verify say unto you,
he shall in wise lose his reward
'Amenn replied the aged woman, her voice
tremulous from emotion.
A short time afterwards, Don Jose della Ri
beira and his two sons were present at the
cOnsecration of the church of San-Piero. del
Vaso-di Aqua-Fria, one of the prettiest church.
es in the neighborhood of Sevilla.