New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1854-09-30

SARAH PorsoS.-What a queer name and not
much of a name either. 1t belonged to very small
Poison daue liter Of Poison. We thought it queer
when we heard it, and 80 we listened to hear more
oft
A lady and little girl were going by-or, rather,
we were going by a lady and little girl. The little
girl had sat down basket upon the sidewalk and
,aid: "Oh dear"
The basket heavy-too heavy for the little fra
gle form that bore it. IL contained the clean clothes
Of somebody's washing. Somebody, perhaps that
was Just then saying: "Oh dear that lazy wash.
woman, why do MT she bring home our clothes !"
Not my clothes-there were too many for that. IL
was heavy load, and the little girl said "Oh dear r.
with such Tone wruDg 30 from her own heart that
il went home to the heart of the lsdy-some ladies
have and she stopped and said stopping down
as she said it to lift the basket "What is the matter,
little girl What made you say Oh dearP Is 1t
because this basket is SO heavy"
"Yes, ma am; and because my arm aches so; and
because am afraid shall be too late"
"Why too late'"
Because ma said she was afrai should be late;
for Mrs. Heargrnd told her last week il she was too
late sgain she would nj pay her q cent"
"Then why did your mother send such little girl
ss you with such heavy basket
ooh il is because my mother is sick. She could
hardly cit up TO finish roningI did some Of the small
pieces. Oh, dear; wish John was here. John used
TO carry home the heavy baskets for mother. John
was such good hey"
"And who was John : And what is your name !"
my name is Sarah Poison, ma'am.
inst then there was a new listener. The lady and
the little girl did not notice either perhaps, that the
writer and young manly looking sailor boy, who
ust then came up behind him. getting interested
IN this street dialogue. Sarah continued;
"And John was boy that lived in our alley. And
John had DO father or mother but John was good
boy and be used TO split wood, and bring coal and
get water for my mother to wash with and carry the
heavy baskets. But oh dear; John went to sea, and
we haven't heard from him for cen smost three
years mother says; think il must be great while
longer than that, for was little grl then"
What wa she now but little girl She might be
three years older and three years bigger but they
were three little years, if they were long ones.
There was slight movement behind US, as II the
sailor heart of our young companion had been touched
snd sailor like, he going to bestow portion OF
the wages, just paid him for his long voyage, upon
the first needy little girl he met in the street. He
understood the language of a motion Of our finger
across the lips, and said by action-sctions speak
louder than words" Aye, aye Sir Will hold on till
the little Graf, has fred her volley."
The httle craft continued as she filed her basket
"Oh dear, yes hdram, it is heavy; but am rested
now. l hope the lady win pay me, because If she
donf'-she stopped, sat down the basket again, took
up her little spron-it was a clesn white one-wped
away troublesome little watery particle from her
eye, and -
And what If she don't 7" said the lady.
why then il will be go bad-snd ma siek-and
nc nan coming ior the rent Monday"