The Empire County argus., 1854-11-04

hear what he says Broken and indstinct tones at
frs, but then audible and pleasing
"Just one glass more, one. only one-rm dying
for it : give me one more, only one!'
"lles begging for water" sobbed she AS she rails
ed her damp face. He's dreaming and thinks they
won't give it to him. 0, if only had some: its
hard to want water and not get it," Here her eye
rested on the broken bottle and happy thought
struck her. She carefully unclasped his hand sci
zed the dark glass and hastened to the pond.
| 1T will hold some, it will be better than none"
she said as she filled it, and carried away the cool
ing life giving draught. She poured few drops
on his parched lips and then layed his hot fore
head and burning cheeks. The water, the dew of
human love- dripping through his pores to his very
soul. 1t broke the stupor that palsed his nerves.
He opened his heavy eyeds and gazcd first vacant
ly and wonderingy about him.
"Do you feel better?' whispered the little girl
in tones low and sweet as the cradle hymn of mo-
ther. do you feel any better | feel very sorry for
you.
Better, better" murmured he yes feel better
But where am | ! what am | laid down in hell
with devil trampling upon me. and wake up in
heaven. amt you an angel amt this heaven p
And rising up he seized her hand convulsively.
don say such naughty Words said she. don't
sir. you Scare No amt angel. nor you
amt in heaven. You are out here on the common
found you asleep here in the sum- and was
ry for you | sat down and took care of you. am
nothing but little girl Shall get you some more
water " and she held the broken bottle to his lips
Water water yes give me some water from
an angels hand, it may save my soul " And he
drank and then looked around and at the little one
beside him
Little angel little angel" said he, there is hope
for me. Bless you angel
But amt angel said she arlessly. I'm
only a little girl. Feel of my hand. you couldn't
touch me if was an angel But he only said lit
tie angel and laid his head down in her lap and
wept.
':l>oor man.. she said as she bathed his hot tenn
pies and flushed cheeks;
Poor sick man I'm sorry for you Ilavnt you
any home q
lie answered not but sobbed the louder. By and
bye he looked up and said
Little angel, can you pray !"
YES sir, can, 1 prayed for you while you was
asleep
Pray again pray aloud let me hear you"
And she knelt beside him and prayed.
.Our Fatler uaIch art ~ Heureu'
When she had ceased he laid his head upon her
lap and .obled
"Shan't go and find your folks for you, poor
man = Its getting late. and must go home soon.
Take me to them. little angel and he seized
her hand and led her away out from that beautiful
green spot and across several streets and length
down into dark gloomy cellar
pale haggard looking woman with purple
DiDc Ou zap SdI Ou TlCktlty CuitlT. tHe Only
in the room, the little window, stitching as
fast as her fingers could fly. On straw bed in the
corner lay two little ones tossing in fever fits, while
boy about islbels age, crouched beside them cry
ing:
%, I'm 50 hungry"
THANK God you've come back at last " iiam
said the woman they entered.
Thank God I've been brought back said the man
in chokcd voice, and here is the little angel that
brought me Bless her, Mary and he led the half
scared Child to his wondering wife
II amt little angel" said she, I'm only little
girl and saw him sick and asleep in the sun,
famed him and brought him water and took care
of him. Wasn't you worried about his being SO
sick p
''les sick sick" said the man. And if
they ask you what allied me tell them sick sin-sick
Go hume now. little angel 60 back to heaven you
have saved me- made me we'll"
With fleet steps isabel ran off, and reached her
home all out OF breath just as her father was de-
scending the steps in search of her.
oh father oh father !" she exclaimed, come in
to the house quick, want to tell you something
And she needed not the many questions showered
upon her by her worried parents till she had told
her story.
And o father O mother If you could have only
seen where they live poor sick man. down in a
cellar only think damp cellar, sick man and
nothing but Il bed of straw, and two little sick chill
a little boy that was half starved and such poor
sick Looking wife and only one chair o the poor
folks "
And he would have it that | was an angel, and
told his wife But told him wasn't only
little girl But she kissed me over and over again
and said ,ras an angel Do look like an angel
mother Do you know, father But they only
claspcd her in their arms and said
"L.hie angei--iHie angel"
In the parlor of Mr. w -. there hangs an
exquisite painting little girl is kneeling the
turf her eyes raised to Heaven, and her hands cas
ped in prayer
's it portrait" asked friend after gazing with
admiration upon that pictured face;
1T is"
MAY ask of whom" and he turned to his host
- but was surprised to the great tears rolling
down his checks.
That is the little angel" said bright eyed boy.
And call it 50 rightly said the Father, sol
emnly She little angel the angel that made
me- man again-that made your mother a happy
wife, and you. u puny slckly babe the bright glad
boy you are
Yes. thou vert an angel sweet Isabel. In I1ca-
ven thou art an angel sill
REMIAIsENCE OF " ASH Gro".-- MIR. Willis. of
the Home Journal who has nest at the foot oi the
mountain near Newburg. recently visited Usual
Knapp. IL surviving soldier Of the Revolution. who
belonged to Washingtons Life Guard He is 95
years DID, and resides at Little Briton, Orange Co.
The interview was highly interesting: