Thibodaux minerva. [volume] (Thibodaux, La.) 18??-1858, 1854-01-07

The Huckster Frau OF Vienna.

The following strange incident happened
while was living in Germany:
Tn the neighborhood of Vienna there dwelt
young peasant woman who supported her
self by the cultivation of vegetables, which
she disposed of 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 husband
had died, leaving her little girl, who was
now Just old enough to run about and play
with the other children in the neighborhood.
The mother was still handsome and desir-
Gus of second marriage. About this time,
indeed; there was visiting her young man
for whom she had conceived an affection,
and whose proposition OF marriage she was
now beginning impatienty 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 pro-
bability-the child.
An unnatural struggle Of jealousy took
place which resulted in fearful determine
ton-she would make away with the child!
Beneath her house was deep cellar,
where she occasionally stored her vegeta-
bles Taking her child by the hand one
day, she led il down stairs, and thrustiug it
inside. closed the door, locked it, and hurried
up stairs.
The same evening her lover came; they
sat chatting together, but no mention was
made of the little absentee. The next day,
after desertion oftwenty-four hours the
mother went softly down and listened at the
door. The quick ear of the child caught
her mothers steps, and she implored her to
take her out of that dark pIace-she was so
cold and very hungry. No answer was
returned, and the mother crept quietly up
stairs
In the evening the lover came again.
They took supper together, and passed
social evening. After the second twenty
four hours had passed, the mother made an
other visit to the child. Again the little
sufferer heard her, and with feeble voice
begged for crust OF bread-only one crust
of bread: This pulled little upon the
mothers heart, but-her purpose was fixed.
Another day passed. The mother went
quietly 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 made
great cutlery, called the neiehbors together,
telling them that her child had suddenly
died. And so 1t seemed.
The day after there was funeral. The
child was lying in its coffin bestrewn with
flowers brought by the little playmates in
the mel ghborhood, who had come to attend
the funeral of their lost favorites. The pro-
cession moved towards the quiet Gottes-
acker, (Gods acre) where was TO be planted
this little seed of an immortal flower. A
clergyman was in attendance. The mother
STOOD looking down upon the grave, over
which the holy man was repeating with
solemn voice. ~. e
"Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed
be thy name thy Kingdom come thy will
be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give
US this day our daily bread
A piercing shrek, and the mother fell
with gfoan to the earth. Looking willy
around her, she then, in crazed and gibber-
ing accents, related to the shuddering
throng at the grave the very deed her own
hands had committed.
She lived not long after. Crazed and
smitted by the hands Of God, she miserably
died; singular instance of the retribution
of the Great Revenger, and Startling les
son upon the words: Give us this day our
daily bread. 5.,a= z. --.s.t =. 3