Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1853-12-24
GIVE Us THIS DAY Qua DAILY BREAD.

Where III fiction is there anything more
strange than this fact, related in the Musi.
cal World by r. Storris Wilis?--"Ths
following strange incident happened while
| was living in Germany. In the neigh
borhood OF Vienna there dweIt young
peasant woman, who supported herself by
the cultivation of vegetables, which she
disposed oil in the Vienna market. She
inhabited small house, attached TO which
was her vegetable garden. Young as she
was, she had been married but her bus
band had died, leaving her little girl,
who was now just old enough 10 run about
and play with other children in the neigh
borhood. The mother still handsome, and
desirous Of second marriage. About
this time, indeed, there was visiting her
young man Tor whom she had conceived
an affection, proposition Of marriage she
was now beginning impatiently TO await.
But no proposal was made. A dark
thought finally crossed the young woman's
mind that there must be some obstacle in
the way, and that this obstacle was, in all
probability, the child, An unnatural
struggle Of jealousy took place, which re-
suited in a fearful de,ermination---sh
would make away with her child. Be-
meath her house was deep cellar, where
she occasionally stored her vegetables
Taking her child by The hand one day,
she led it down stairs, and thrus,ing il 10.
side, closed the door, locked it, and hur-
ried up stairs. The same evening her
| lover came. They sat chatting together
but no mention was made Of the little alb
sentee. The next day, after desertion OF
twenty-fuur hours the mother went softly
down and listened at The door. The
quick ear ofthe child caught her mothers
step, and she in1plored her to take her out
of that dark place-She was so cold and
very hungry No answer was returned,
and the mother creP, quietly up stairs. In
the evening the lover came again. They
took supper together, and passed a social
evening. After the second twenty-four
hours had passed, the mother made another
visit 10 the child. Again the little So firr.r
heard her, and with feeble voice begged
Tor crust Of brtad-only one crust Of
bread. This pulled little upon the mo-
ther's heart, but her purpose was fxed.-
Another day passed. The mother went
quietly down stairs and listened. A was
silent. She opened softly the door-ihe
child lay dead. Taking swiftly the body
| up stairs, she laid it upon bed and i'm
| mrdlaiely making a great outcry, called
the neighbors together, telling them that
her child had suddenly died. And so il
seemed. The day after there was iuner-
al. The child was lying in IFS coffin be-
strown with flowers, brought by the little
playmates in the neishborhond, who had
come TO attend the funeral of their lost ia
vorite. The procession moved towards
the quiet Gottesacker, Gods acre,J where
was TO be planted this little seed of an i'm
mortal flower. A clergyman was in at
tendance. The mother stood looking
down upon the grave, over which the holy
man was repeating, with solemn voice,
Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed
be thy name; Thy kingdom come thy
will be done On earth as il is in heaven
Give US this day our daily bread----. A
piercing shrek, and the mother fell with
groan TO the earth. Looking wildly
around her, she then, in gibbering accents,
related to the shuddering throng a, the
grave the very deed her own hands had
committed. She lived not hong AFTER
Crazed and smitten by the hand OF God
she msrrably died-a signal instance OF
retrbuiion, and startling lesson upon the
words, Give us this day our daily bread -