Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1855-05-12
THE LOST BREASTPIN.

LAST week, a lady up town, or rather it was
where uptown used to he, lost a valuable breast
pin. In vain she mourned, in vain her husband
offered a reward for the lost jewel. Tears or money
would not bring it back. 1t was lost lost in the
street.-the busy streets of this over-crowded City,
where it might be picked up by some of the early
chitfonicrs, or crushed in the dirt by some late
tramper. 1t was a cause of grief, but there are
deeper causes, as we shall see by and by.
Advertise" said the business man.
"Who reads advertisements ?" said No-faith.
"Try it," said Hope; somebody will, and you
may get back your lost diamond"
Hope was right. Somebody does read adver-
tisements-No-faith to the contrary notwithstand
ing. The lost jewel had not been trampled in the
dust, and had not fallen into the hands of the chif-
fonier. 1t was in the hands of one willing to re-
turn it to the owner, and anxious to learn whom he
could make happy by restoring the lost treasure
the offer of a reward had no charms for him he
was himself pure gold, and not to be charmed b,
golden offers. The lost will be restored to it
owner. But another lost article, lost by anothel
woman, near the same place, will never be re
stored.
About the same time that the breastpin was los
in the street, IA little boy. about three years old
the last impression of the image of his lost father
the fifth token to his widowed mother, came W
from his play in the street, to his cherries garre
home, and sought for a mothers solace, for he was
sick, Nainly she strove to put him off or keel
him quiet, for to her now every minute was WORT
m ore than hours once were-she toiled to live ant
find food for her children.
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su.h n Ioss ~ this and much less would .mn oFa
of a rorsrd hr;n, Lnck thc LIST ~ '
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nc oSi NV ~ ''I " 80 n'u h7 10 SN'
and tho nevt nnrr;ng onothor messonaor 81, go
said.
LITTLE brotbor dhed last n;cbt--mr mo,bor
lie Ill and ,o hora ~ H. IN ~ ho' mna
qut'o uumen,a "1 na.e "a ,Atu IN u u nouse
nv hrniber earns for rant and sbe does nat tnn,
what she il TO do. she has no money TO nav e.
burying the child and has sent me here to ask yo
to assist her once more. She wants to bury hin
by the side of my father, in York-Bay Cemetery.
81 am sorry, but YOU must tell your mother thu
we are out of money, and still have a great man
living children to take care of, and [ don't see an
way but for her to let the CITY paw the funeral e,
pcnse."
There was n tear in that bov's eve rs he turne
away, for he thought not only of the dead brothe
but Of the living ones. and his mother, and i
wondered how all of them were to live. But h
went away, sadly, to that desolate garrett room, I'll
home Of the dead and the living. The mother wa