New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1856-01-21


To get Der brother out Of the prison out Of the
cesion 70 Mr.. Banghsm In executing commissions,
and out Of the slang interchange with very doubtful
companions, consequent upon both; was her hardest
task. At eighteen he would have dragged on from
hand 70 mouth from hour 10 hour from penny penny,
until eighty. Nobody got into the prron from whom
be derived anything useful good, and she could find
no patron for him but her old friend and godfather
|. Dear Bob, said she, "what IL to become Of poor
Tipl" His name Edward, and Ted Lad been
transformed into Tip, within the walls.
The turnkey had strong private oplinon- Is 70 what
would become Of poor TIP, and s1d even gone 80 far
with the view oG avertng their fuhment, az 10 sound
Tip in reference TO the expediency OF running away
and going TO serve his country But, Tip had thanked
him. and said be didn't seem TO for his country.
"Wel my dear" said the turnkey something
ought to be done with aim. Suppose Try and get him
into the law -
THAT would be so good of yon, Bobl'
The turnkey had now two points 10 put TO the pro-
fesisnal gentlemen a. they passed IN and out tie put
this second one opersevengly that stool and twelve
shings week were at last found for Tip IL the office
Of Gil attorney in great National Palladium called
the Palace Court at that time OF considerable
list Of everlasting bulwarks 10 the dignity and safety
Of Albion, whose places know them no more.
Tip langushed in Clifford Inn for six months, aud
al the expiration Of that term, sauntered back one
observed to bis sister that he not going back again.
Not going back again ~ said the poor little anxious
Child Of the Marshalsea always calculating and plan
ming for Tip, in the front rank Of her charges.
r II,
Tiptred of everything With intervals of Marshal
sea oupging and Mrs. Bangham succession, his sml
second mother, aided by her tsty friend, got him into
warehouse into market garden, into the hop trade,
into the law again. into aucioneers into brewery,
into s.ockbrokers, into the law again, into coach
Office into wagon Office, into the law again, into
general dealer's into dstiery, into the law again,
into wool house, into dry goods house, into the
Blingsga:e trade into the foreign fruit trade and into
the docks But whatever Tip went into, he came out
Of tired announcing that he had cut it. Wherever ne
went this foredoOmed Tip appeared to take the PRISON
walls with i'm and 10 set them up in such trade
callng; and to Prov about within their narrow limits
in the old sip-shQd purpoeless, dOwn-at-hee way
I'll the real nmovabe Marshasea WALL asserted their
fa cination over him, and brought him back
Nevertheless the brave little creature did so tx her
heart her brothers rescue that while he was nng-
ing out these doefu changes she pnched and scraped
enough together to ship him for Canada When ne
was tired of nothing to d. and disposed in its turn 10
cut even that, be graciousy consented TO 50 TO
Canada. And there grief in her bosom over part
ing with him. and joy in the hope of his being put in
straight course at last
"God bless YOU, dear Tip. Don't be too proud to
come and see us, when you have made your fortune.
"AI right taid Tip, and went.
But not all the way to Canada; in fact, not further
than Liverpool. After making the voyage to that
port from London, he found himself 20 strongly I'M
PEELED TO cut the vessel that he resolved TO walk back
again. Carrying out which intention be presented
himself before her at the expiration OF month"; In rag,
without shoes, and mt IA more tired than ever.
Mrs. Bangham, he found a pursuit for himself, and
announced IT.
"Amy / have got situation"
Have YOU really and truly, 1ipF
GAN right. | shall do now. You needn't look
anxious about me any more, old girl.
"What ia il, TipF
"Why, you know Slingo by sightl'
"Not the man they call the dealerP
"Thats the chap. He'll be out on Monday, and
he's going to give me a berth.
"What is he a dealer ID, lip!
"Horses. All night shall do now, Amy"
She lost sight of him for months afterward and only
heard from him whisper passed among the
elder collegians that he had been seen at mock auc
ton i'll Moorfeds pretending 10 buy plated articles for
massive silver, and paying for them with the greatest
lberality in bank notes; but it never reached her
ears One evening she was alone at UNDERSTANDING
up at the window, to save the twilight lingering above
tie wal-when he opened the door and walked IN.
She kissed ard welcomed him. but was afraid to
ask lin any question. He saw how anxious and timd
she was, and appeared sorry. -.
81 am afraid, Amy, you'll be vexed this time.
Upon nv life anu
II am very sorry to hear you say So Tip. Have
you come back y
"Why-yes."
"Not expecting this time that what you had found
would answer very well, am less sur prsed and sorry
than might have been, Tip
"Ah but that's not the worst of it.
"Not the worst OF it ~
"Don't look 70 startled. NO, Amy, not the wofst
of IL. have come back you gee; but--dont look so
startled-I have come back in what may eau a new
way. am off the volunteer list altogether. an IN
now, as one Of the regulars.
ooh! Don't say you are prisoner, lip! DON'T
dontw
"Wen, don't want to say it," he returned in re-
luctant tone Z" but if you cant understand me with
out my saying it, what am TO do am IN for forty
pound odd"
For the frs time in all those years she sunk under
her cares. She cried with her casped hands lifted
above her head that il would kill their father II he
ever knew it; and fell down at Tips graceless feet.
Col r;Dc hort harg ha
for her TO bring him TO understand that the Father Of
the Marshasea would be beside himself if he knew the
truth. The thing incomprehensibe to Tip, and
altogether fanciful notion. He yielded to II IN that
| light only, when he submitted to her entreaties'
backed bv those of his uncle and sister. There was
NO want of precedent for his return was accounted
for 10 the father in the usual way and the colegans,
with better comprehension of the pous fraud than
| Tip, supported II Loyalty. mn,
This was the life and this the history of the Child
of the Marshases, at twenty-five. With stil SUI
| yiving attachment 10 the one miserable yard and
| block of houses Ler birthplace and aome, she
passed TO and fro in it shrinkngy now, with woman-
" consciousness that che pointed out TO every
one. Since she lad begun to work beyond the walls,
she had found it necessary To conceal wberr she vet
and TO come and 60 secretly as rhe could between
the free city and the iron gates, outside of which she
had never slept in her life Her original imidlty had
grown with this conceament and her light step and
| her little figure Stunned the thronged streets "hue
| they parsed along them.
Worldly wise in hard and poor necessities, she was
| innocent in all things else. Innocent, IN the mist
through which she her father, and the prison and
the turbid living river that flowed through it and
flowed on.
This was the Ife and this the history, of Little Dor
| nit now going home upon dull September evening,
| observed at a distance by Arthur Cennam. This was
the life and this the history, Of Little Dot turning
at the end of London Bridge, recrossing It, going
| back again, passing on TO Saint Georges Church,
turning back suddenly once more, and lifting N at
lfftf urfx-arN Of he