Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1853-01-02
Give US this day our Daily Bread .


Where in fiction there any thing more range than
this fact, re,asd in the Musical orId by r. storfs
Whilst
The following strange incident happened while
was living IN Germany In the neighborhood of
Vienna there dwelt II Dung peasant woman who
supported herself by the cultivation Of vegetables
which she disposed OF in the Vienna markell
She inhabited small house, attached to which
was her vegetable garden. Young as she was,
she had been married; butcher husband had died,
leaving her little girl, who was now just old
enough 10 run about and play with the other chill
dren in the neighborhood. The mother was still
handsome, and DESTROYS of a second marriage
About this time, indeed there was sitting her
young man for whom she had conceived an af
fecton, and whose proposition Of marriage she was
now beginning impatently TO await But no pro-
posal was made. A dark thought faalIy 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 Jealously took place, which resulted in
fearful delerminaton-she would make way
withthe child Beneath her house was deep
cellar, where she occasionally stored her yegeta-
bles
Taking her child by the hand one day, she led
IN down stairs, and thrusting it nslde closed the
oonr. locked II. and hurried up stairs. The same
evening her lover came ;they st cnaIring tostl.ar
but no mention was made Uf the little absentee
The next day, after de seItion OF twenty-lour
hours, the mother went softly down and listened
| at the door. The quick ear Of The child caught
her mothers step, and she implored her to take
her out ofthat dark place-she was SO cold and
very hungry. No answer returned, and The
mother crept up stairs. In the evening the lover
came again They took sspper together and
passed. social evening. After the second twenty
four hours had passed, the mother made another
visit to the child, Again the little sufferer heard
her, and with feeble voice begged for a crust of
breat-only one ciust of dread. This pulled a
little upon the rnolher' heart, but--her purpose
/ was fixed. Another day passed. The mother
wentquIeily down stairs and listened. All was
silent. She opened softly the door-the child
lay dead. Taking swiftly the body up stairs, she
laid it upon bed; and immediately making a
greatoatcry, called the neghbofs together, telling
them that her child had suddenly died. And SO
it seemed The child was lying in its coffin be-
strewn with flowers brought by the little play
mates in the Deighborhood, who had come 10 at
tend the funeral oftheil host favorie
The procession moved towards The quiet Goties
dcker, Goods acre,) where was TO he planted this
little seed OF an immortal flower A clergy man was
in attendance The moIher stood boxing down
upon the grave, over which the holy man was re-
leaIing, with solemn voice, Our Father, who arr
10 Heaven, halowed by thy name thy kingdom
come Ihy will be done on earth as il is in liea
ven. G,ve us this day our ally bredd-' A pierre.
ing shrek, and the mother fell with groan 10 the
earth Looking widely around her, she then, In
gib,ering accents. related oihe shudderjng throng
At the grave the very deed her own hands had com
mItied, She lived not long after. Glazed and
Fmitten by the hand Of God, she rniserablv died
signal insiance Of reribuon, M. a startling les.
son upon The words" Cine Us this day our daily
bread"