Monongalia mirror. [volume] (Morgantown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1855, 1855-03-10

was fat little chub-and thls was so
thin, and miserable lelooking. Yet what
liz such fate was hersl Never before
did have full conception of the hor.
rors of my loss / thought should
40 mad 1t seemed as if should
plunge myself gu. of the window, if !
could not escape otherwise; but could
not move ajot. After the tune on the
organ was played, the little girl began
Ito sing; aud by a strange coincidence
1.-The very song was one that little Ellen
loved best, and many a time had sung it
while sitting on my knee, in the pleas
ant twilight. cannot describe how it
affected me. 1t seemed at first as if !
must, as | said before, open the window
and plunge myself out, that | might
grasp the child, and compel her to un-
| fold to me the secret of that song; But
| | feared 10 move, lest she should be ap-
prised of my intention, and SC. escape
me. A kind of nightmare torpor with
held my wish to ay-to clasp that poor.
dirty, miserable Child TO my breast, and
take her homo here-but for the sake OF
that song SO sweetly, SO sadly sung.
@But the idea Of Ellen took full pos
session Of me. listened. Again the
piece was called for; aud it was sung
over more plaintiyely than before. l
was almos. suffocated. ! gasped for
breath. and leanedfrom the window to
get air. The child caught view OF
something at the corner which evident
Ely excited an uncommon interest oremo-
ton. Suddenly the song ceased. She
threw her. little, thin, pitiful, dirty, bare
.arms up, with gesture Of almost de-
spaiiring anguish, and took a full view
Of the row of buildings before which
she stood. Ithad been newly painted
during the last year; and thought Of
almost maddening joy, darted at once
through breast and brain.
"But slowly the face was turning IL
self upwards. Already l could see the
profle-so thin, and pale, aud dirty. and
care.worn. 1t turned-turned-and at
last,he cyes-large, deep, dark,-and
10, SO full Of sorrow-of innocent sup
plication7for pity They looked into
mine; and Ikea fash Of lightning, the
truth unlolded itself. Between sob
and asbriek, Il heard one word could
Iii be Mamma 4 Then / had a glimpse
Of something falling in the street.
aHow i got down the long aigh, Of
stairs, andinto the street, ! never know.
how / got her away from the hideous
man and woman, i cannot tell. Bot
with my next full consciousness, was
in bed.l had been very i'll for weeks,
us they told me. Ny husband, who had
returned, was hanging over me; aud
IiEllen-Euen! o | she was in my arms!
sobbing and weeping on my breaslap
Mrs. Allen paused. For a few mo.
ments there was anintense silence; and
then size hidher face in her cbild's bo-
som, and wept almost historically. As
soon as she became calm she said B." |
cannot go any farther now; but think
-imapine, i( you can, what The poor
child sullered during those four long
years; but Imagination would fail 70
rreach.lhe truth! ltseems thatlh The child
was singing, asshe went, one Of her ia.
yorite songs" 2
nYes, mamma, ''said Ellen, "it was
that very one"
al leard,hem say that | had aisweet
voice audit would be theirfortnne TO
get me. They put something in my
mouth and choked me. ! could not
cry, ltwas almost dark; and they told
me me thatif Isstruggled, ,.or made the least
noise, they would.killme. They show.
ed me a grestknife, aud saidthey would
put il inmy heart,if Imade the least
noise. They Whipped me, aud starved
me; and y, Iiusedlo be SO tired! But
after, a whileithe first man and woman
that got megtell TO lighting; and the
man killed the woman. o! ] can't tell
that,p aud the child shuddeled fright
fully
80, no, my love!p said Mrs. Allen
"whyidid ask youi Poor little sui.
ferer! I.etime only say that after The
death ef her mistress, another company
took possessionof fher,who did not know
her homo was in. New York; and by
one Of those mysterious Proyidences.
which sometimes oyerrule the designs of
the fraudulent, she was led home. And
now no can say, with the happy Milesiun
mother :-"Bessed be st. Budget aud
her morn; for this, my daughter, was
lost, aud is found! We have clo,lled
her,wilh the garments Of Joy; and The
pearls we have woven in her dark locks
are are. wl,iterthah the frozen hail drops"
sS- The New York correspondent
of tho Chicago Christian Times, con
cludes his letter Of February 8, as fol
lows:-
G Amuscmcnts arc still rife among.
us, and as q novelty, ascalico ball has
Ibeen held, with the understanding not
only. that all tho ladies should,appsar