Spirit of the times. [volume] (Ironton, Ohio) 1853-1858, 1854-02-21

said 10 the children E.
You may como in here, and sit down
on the stools BY the Fireplace and eat
some pie; but you must mind and not
drop any crumbs on the floor
II was very strange, but that old harsh
tone had almost left her voice. The
large, tempting slices were placed in the
little hands eagerly lifted up to receive
them; and, at that moment, ont from the
lip Of tho fountain, out from the dus.
which 10y heavy upon its seal, there
came single dIop, ard il fell down up.
on Miss Sicbbins' heart. II was the
FIRST which had fallen there for years.
Alb, the angel had found the fountain
lhcre! - ...
The sofiened woman went back to her
seat, and the angel did not bend down
and whisper in her ear again; but all
the time his hand was busy, very busy
at its work.
Where is your home, childrsn!' in.
quired Miss Slebbins, after che had
watched for awhile. with new, pleas.
ant enjoyment, the children, as they dis.
patched with hungry avidity their pie.
MARY and | hav'nt any home now.
We had one once before papa died, a
great way over the sea- answered the
boy.
and where arc you going now? snd
what brought you AMI your little sister
over the sea? still farther querried the
now interested woman.
why, you see, ma'am, just before pa.
pa died, ho called old Tony TO him
now, Tony was black. and always liv.
et with us-'Tony,' said he, j am going
10 die, and you know | have los, every.
thing, and the children will he all alone
in the world. But, Tony, had sister
once that loved, and she loved me;and
though ! hav'nt seen her for great ma.
ny years still | know she loves me, il
she's living, just as we'll as she did when
she and used to 60 hand in hand thro'
the apple orchard TO school; and, Tony,
when I'm dead and buried, | want you
TO sell the furniture, and take t! e money
it brings you and carry the children
back TO New England. You'll find her
name and the place she usel 10 live in
paper-which anybcdy'll read for you
lin the drawer there. And Tony, when
you find her, just take Willy and Mary
10 her, and tell her was their father
and that | sent them to her on my death
bed, and asked her to be mother tc
them Tor my sake. It'll be enough. To
ny, to tell her that And Tony cried
real loud, and he said, 'Massa il for
get one word of what you've said, ma,
God forget me-
well, papa died, and, after he wa
buried, Tony brought little sister ant
me over the waters. But, before VIC 60
here, Tony was taken sick with the (e
yer, and he lel little while after ,h'
ship reached the land and they had car
riel him on shore. But. just before h'
died, he called me TO him and put I
piece OF paper in my hand. Don't los'
it, Willy he said, '(or poor Tony's 60
ing, and you'll have 10 find the way Il
your aunl's all alone. The moneys al
spent, too, and they say its good hun
dred milos to the place where she live''
But keep up good heart. and ask tn
folks the way. and for something TO ca
: when you're hungry; and don't walk to-
many miles day, cause little siste
} Amt strong. Perhaps somebody III hel
you on with ride, or let you sleep il
their house at nights. Now don't forget
, Willy; and shake hands the last tim
with poor Tony
'Alter that, we stayed at the inn i'll
+ the next day, when they buried Tony
, and, when they asked us what we wer'
, going to do. we told them we were goin;
to our aunl's, for papa had sent US t.
her. and then they e, us CO. When VI
asked folks the way they told us, tho
: they always stared, and sometime
shook their heads. We got two rides
and always sool place to sleep. The
, sail our aunt lived round here; but. W
: got so tired walking, we had to stop
/. And what was your fathers name?
| asked Miss Stebbins, and, somehow
, there was choking in her throat, an
J the hand Of the angel was placed on tn
s fountain as she spoke.
William Stebbins; and our aunt
I name was Sally Stebbins. Please ma an
!. do you know her?'
t Of at. that moment, came the seal
2 and out leaped fresh blessed tide G
human affection, and fell down upo
t the barren heart.soiI, that grew fertile il
, a moment.
r William! my brother WiIliam!' erie
y Miss Stebbins, as she sprang toward
s the children with outstretched arms an
tears raining fast down her cheeks. 'Oi
for your sake, / will be mother I
thcm!' vi, 2 }a atirer siaes ie
E A year had passed away; college va
s cation had come again, and once NOR
o Cousin Ned was at our house. In III
d summer cleaning we went TO walk, an
5 our way lay past Miss Stebbins' cottage
4 As we drew near the wicket, the SCUM
' ofmerry child.laushter rippled gleefull
/, to our ears, and a moment after, iron
1 behind that very rose, tree so disagreesb
v ly associated with its owner in Cousi
VI Ned's mind. bounded two golden.hair
!. children. .f!igsg Gps r1ase s.
!. Come, Willy! Mary! you have mad
8 wreaths of my roses until they are we'll
Il nigh gone. You niustagather, violets al
ter thht.s i - & ,Tse rs1yaAR1
\ Mira1ile dictu,'s calculated ICousi1
Il Ned sis that the woman who gave IN