Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1856-10-09
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atelv afterwards something else fell upon the
wet pavement This something else was
nothing less than the doughty MI OheAef
himself.
Bin SlEmpkey gazed just long enough to
assure himself that his companion had fallen,
and then he sprang upon the gold heater
like a-ticer. Orion saw in an instant that the
fellow had more strength than wit, and with
simple movement he passed the huge fist
over his let shoulder, and at the same time,
by a blow, such as few men could strike, he
landed Mr.. Slumpkey by the side of his COM
panon.
ed, and when he realized that his mate was
down, he sprang to his feet and dashed at the
youth again
{" BeSare!' p cried Orion. e" don't want
TO hurt you.
II see yer play" the villain gasped, puff
fng the blood from his lips and as he spoke
he came on again, and again he wGs knocked
senseless 10 the pavement.
Slumpkey staggered to his feet, and having
gazed fJr moment upon his fallen compan-
ion, he uttered fearful oath, and rushed
second time upon our hero. The youth was
DESTROYS of terminating the scene. He felt
that in no way he was to blame, and he sim
ply determined to conquer the miserable
wretches at once.
Hark ye," he cried to Si;:mpkey, as the
latter came rushing on. "Now leave me,
and you shall 90 in peace; but raise your
hand against me again, and you shall suffer.
Do you minds"
"Get out!" the bully returned. "Tll give
you taste of another game I"
His intention evidently was to grasp the
youth in his arms, and then crush him but
he missed his object. Orion knocked him
down again, and Immediately afterwards drop
lfol g. ~ - q. H..
ed to the little one, and taking her quickly by
the hand, passed out into Broadway, and hav
ing gained safe distance, he stopped beneath
agas light and drew the girl up before him.
What is Your name " he asked.
|" Lizzie Miner, sir she replied, in a pref
ty tone.
Have you got father and mother?' y
Eyes, sir; but my papa is very sick
"Where do they live -
"Down on the Five Points-on Little Wa
ter street, sir"
night, and get some good supper, and pair
of shoes, and sleep in warm bed, or will
you go home p"
The poor child bowed her little head, and
after while she looked up through gather
ing tears and said: =
"I'n go home with you, sir, if you'll
you'll
Well-speak on. Don't be afraid"
90, sir-if you would only give me some
thing for my poor, good mamma-and for my
papa. Oh, sir--they're lot bad people-in-
deed they are not. They never drink rum,
nor talk wicked talk. Oh sir
Sc Generous child - cried Orion, pressing
the little one warmly to him, g they shall be
helped. They will not be frightened if you
do not come home to might, will they =
t6Nnf Thov'n think I'va not
belated somewhere, as have done before. -
"Then come along with me, and in the
morning I'll go down and see your parents
Come-you have nothing more to fear
Thus speaking, the gold-beater turned on
his way, and the child chung to him closely
and fondly. Her simple understanding COM
pretended that she was with one in whose
honor and truth she could confde, and as she
patted along the cold pavement till they could
find stage in which there was room for
them, she forgot all her sorrows in the new
gratitude that had sprung to life within her
soul for her thoughts were turned heaven
ward as, from her childish heart, she called
down blessings upon the head of her friend.
Chapter II.
The n9r-aw road like continuation of Broad
way " UP Town., is very different affair
from Broadway "Down Town. Not far
above Twenty ninth street, on this same
Broad way, stood a small frame house. neatly
and tastefully arranged, situated some dis
lance from the street, with long garden in
front.
1t was cottage built dwelling, and bore to
the beholder at once some idea of comfort and
of home. Within one of the lower rooms.
and close by the small centre table above
which burned gas light, was seated a md
dle-aged woman engaged in sewing. She was
not over forty years of age small and deli
cate in frame with her hair still glossy and
brown, and her dark blue eyes full and lus-
trous, and possessing yet wondrous beauty
No man could have gazed into that pale
melancholy face without being moved by the
strange beauty that rested upon the delicate
features. 1t was hopeful, prayerful SUBJ
dued expression, full of gentleness and love,
and beaming with soul and noble thought
There was no trace of sorrow upon the fair
brow, nor yet was there any Of that blithe
merry JOY which we often ndupon the faces of
those who are contented and happy but the
look was one Of perfect peace and goodwill
induced by prayer and resignation. There
were shades upon the features-a simple line
upon the brow, peculiar melancholy light of
the eye, and cast of the cheek and LIP, which
plainly revealed to the close student of hu-
mainly that great sorrow had at some time
fallen upon her and though she could not
forget it,, nor separate it from her life, vet
she SO far oyercane it as to be happy and
peaceful Such was Catharine Lindell-and
surely she was one whom no acquaintance
could help loving truly and we'll She was
the angel of the sick bed TO those who Law in
pain; the harbinger of peace to those who
suffered wrong; and the bright spirit of relief
TO those who were bowed down beneath nov
erty and want. From her own seantv store