Plymouth advertiser. [volume] (Plymouth, Ohio) 1853-1988, 1855-03-02
Selettfa Misrfllauu
The GOLDEN COIN,

The following story is a jewel. We ask
f,ris careful p.rusal from all our young
friends.
1t wa the morning OF 4 new yeaY, that
had Just set in, bright, golden anl beanti-
full. The sun listened like jewei!c raiment
in the cloudless sky. The Ginning OF the
sil4e.y sounds ol the bells struck ipyfIily
upon the listener in every street. The air
was cold, thongh not piercing; bracin.;,
though not biting; just coll enough, i'll
truth, to.,li;!use life anI elasticity into every
nnc that moved.
There was alittle girl. chill ofpover-
~. on that new years moniny-wa!king
the streets with the gay crowd that swept
past her. Her little feet had grown so
numb, encascd only in thin shoes, and
those badly worn, th't she could but with
much difficulty move one before the other.
Her cheeks shook at every step she took,
and herlips looked truly purple. Alas
moor Elsie Gray! She wss little les
gar
just like the old year was the new year
to her. just like the last year wants, and
the last years suffering, were wants and
sufferinrs OF this The change of tho
year brought no change in her condition
with it She was poor. her mother was
awi(low and an invalid, and the child was
.apoor beggar.
In the old and cheerlcss room CLEANED
no bright fires Of anniversary. No ever
greens, no wreaths, no flowers, save few
old withered ones, decked her time-staine
walls. There was no sound of merry
voices within the door, to say to the Wild
ow Gray .,,. 1.. .
"A happy new year to you, Mrs. Gray
Heavens seemed to have walled her anc
s,er abode out from the happiness that wa:
all the worlds on this fe. tive day Of thu
year. 1t had provided, to all appearances
nc congratulations, no laughter, no gifts
no flowers for them. Why 4? Were they
outcasts Had they voluntarily shu
themselves out from the sunlight of th
living creatures around them? No
shame take the world that it must b.
so answered for them. Mrs Gray wa
poor!
Little ELSIE stopped at times and breath
edher hot breath upon her blue and bcnum
ed fingers, and stamped her tiny feet i
their easements with all the force left i
them, and then big tears stood tremblin
in her large blue eyes for a moment an
rolled slowly down her purple cheeks, &
;ifthey would freeze to them. She ha
left her mother in bed, sick, exhausted an
furnishing! What wonder that she erie,
even though those hot tears only drippe
on the hot pavement. They might as we
fall there as elsewhere the many huma
hearts that passed her were full as icy an
hardened.
She would have turned back to so hom
hut she thought again Of her poor mothe
and went on. though where to go she kne
not. She was to become street begga
Where should street beggars 60? VIII
streets are laid out and named and nun
hered for them Surely. if not HON
then whcrc should they go? 1t was tn
thought that brought those crystal tear
chat startled those deep and irrepressib
sobs that checked her instant utterance.
A young boy---a bright looking lit
fsllaw~rchance.l to pass hSr. as she wal
81 aud wep. spA sobbed. SHo caught d
:. ;,,sr of ,hass t's-s In the sunshine .,
H., sigh, smo;shis angel heart, Hskns