The weekly Lancaster gazette. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1852-1855, 1854-01-05
From an nlire nrnneh.

The ONE LITTLE FAvoR.-Little Pierre
sat hummings by the bed side Of his mother.
! There was no bread in the closet, and for
The whole day he had not tastedsfood. Yet
he sat hummlBg TO keep % his spirits. Still.
at times herthought OF his loneliness and
hunger, and ropldEcarcely keep the teurs,
from his eyes, for he knew nothing would
be SO grateful to his poor invalid mother as
a good sweet orange, and yet be had not. q
penny IN the wofld. q ~
The little song ne WINS singing wasJIis
owh-one he composed with aiFand words;
for the child was Il genius, and a feryent
worshipper at the shine Of Emusic,
Asthe tears wohldaroll down his cheeks
and his voice would falter ut his sad, sad
thoughts, he did not dare to let his mother
sees butt hastily fising, hurTiedto the win
dow and there watched a man putting up q
great tlil With, yellow letters, ~sannouncihg
that Madane NJ, then q favorite can
tatIices would sing thai nightat,the temple.
"0h II Iacould only co. thought little
Pierre, and then panssing d moment, he
clnsped his hands; his eyes lighted with I'm
wonted frer-Rnd ~rnnniugato the little stand
he smoothed down his yellow cufls, and talk
ing from a little box some old stained paper,
gave one eager glance al his. mother who
slep, andran speedily from the house.
49, 1854 AE
"Who did you say was waiting for metz
said Madame Nj to her servant. 81
am already worn out with eompany,,'-
ats only a very pretty little boy with
yellow curls, who says IL he can only see
you he Is sure you viii nothe sorry, md he
will not keep yon a momant. . 80
"Ohi well, let him come, said che beau
tfulsinger with q smile II cannot refuse
childreh.s
Little Pierre came in, bis hat under his
arm, and in his hand a little rollof paper.
With a manliness Unusual for achild, he
walked straight I'd Madame NJ, and
bowling, said, II came TO SEQ you because
my mother is very sick, aud we are too poof
to, get food and medicine, thought that
perhaps II you would sing only my little
song at some Of your raad concerts, may
be some publisher would buy Il for d small
sum, and so I could get food and medicine
for my mother 800 sgT& SIPH
The beautiful m roserfrom her seat,
very tall and stately che vast she took the
little roll from his hhudi and lightly hum
med the air. atg
aDidyou compose itls she asked; t'you;
q child! And the wordsi wonderful little
geniusi Wouldyou like to come TO my con-
ceflsl" she asked, after afeW moments Of
thought. e3sE
"Oht yesp'r and the boys blue eyes
grew liquid with happine 81, "but | couldn't
leave my mother. y
ri will send somebody 10 take care OF
your mother for the evening, and here is a
crown with which do you 60 and get, food
and medicine. Hero b also one Of my
tickets-cotne to-nightJ that will admit you
to a seat near me; my good little fellow,
your mother has a Treasure in you." ..s
Almost beside himself with Joy, Pierre
bought some oranges, and many a little lux
ury besides, and carried them home to the
poor invalid, telling her not without tears,
Of his good fortune.
Never in his life had Pierre been in such
a grand place. The music, clashing and
} rolling, the myriad lights, the beauty, the
flashing of diamonds and rustling of silks,
bewildered his eyes and his brain, At last
! she, came-and the child sat with his glance
riveted upon her glorious face. Could no
believe that the grand lady all blazing with
Jewels, md who everybody seemed to wor-
ship, would really sing his little song!-
Breathless he w~aited-the band, the whole
band struck upa little plaintive melody; he
knew It and clapped his hands for JOY. And
OH how she sung ii! It was so simple, SC
! mournful, SO soul sui duing-many n bright
eye dimmed with Tears, and naught could be
heard but the touching words Of that little
! song-oh! so touching! a
J Pierre walked home as if he were moving
on the air. What cared he for money now
! The g~reatest prima donna in all Europe hat
sung his little song; and thousands hadwept
at hia gtief,
The next day he was frightened at a visi'
from MADAME M- She laid herhant
: on his yellow curls, and turning to the wo-
: man said, "your little boy, madame, has
d brought you a fortune. / was offered this
morning by the best publisher in London
three hundred pounds for his little song
= and after he has realized a certain amour
Y from the sale, little Pierre here is to share
j. the profits. Madame, thank God that you
/ son has q gift from heaven.n
TIE noble hearted singer and the poo
: woman wept together. AS to Pierre, al
9 ways tempted, he knelt down by his moth
e er's bed side, and uttered a simple but elo
n quent prayer asking Gods blessing on tn
! kind lady who had deighed to notice thei
affliction. Z -xyI sF9 eas
Andthe memory Of. that prayer made tn
singer even moro tender hearted; and sh
who was the idol Of E~nglAnd's nobility lk
the worlds great master, went about dom
i good, And in her early, happy death, wheI
the grave ldampa gathered over her broy
and her eyes grewsdim, lie who stood by he
10 bed, his bright face clothed in the mornin
r of signs and tears, smoothed her pillow
is and lighted her last mdments by his INDY
! ing affection, was the little Pierre of forme
J. days, now rich, accomplished, and the mos
'e talented composer OF the day. d
10 z Allhonof to those great hearts, who ,iroI
81 theiE high stations send down bounty to tn
widow, and To- the fatherless child.
PIAfE PREsEET1TIoT-Lorin Andrew
3. iatelPeopEe's Candidate for Commission
of Common Schools, has just closed his i
+ bors as the Agentoftbe Teachers Associ'
ftion, and hts friends among .the Tsache'
u have given him q Standardization regal
by the pfesentation Of a beautiful set
plate, consisting Of seven, dishes. This is
high sid wen deserved compliment, and
only one Of the many incidents that 60
show their appreciation dfhis sterling wort
s. DEATH Of A DI%srfEcUIsHED HAwIIAN Co
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