The Tiffin tribune. [volume] (Tiffin, Ohio) 1848-1859, 1857-11-06

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Oh, never fear, little Casta Diva. shall /
tread safely enough while this little hand !
leads me. Ughl how many more flights
are there?--only twol Well, | can climb
them u you can. SO. is this the doorr
Och, and is Il you, sir, that would be
after coming 10 see poor woman at this
hour. VIII you be seated. SIR said
Bridget, wiping WOO len chair with her
apron. Your shirts were not ironed to
be suiting ye, may be-
Shirts all right, Bridget. / came to
bring home your little girl, aud to ask
you something about her. She has been
singing to me- will you tell mo where
she came from?
'Ye take deal O. trouble for lono Bit
ola child, indeed, sir but her story is /
not so very long. She lived with fur
ren woman, in ,he room below, named
Theresa. The woman she was waiting
maid in Lauretta's family, in Italy. some
where, aud while she was out with the
child, then only two years old, for the
sake Of the air, there came big row in
the city, and the child's father was in the
middle Of il, aud got kilt; and then she
reached the house, all in fright sure 1t
was on FIRE and the mother Of it gone, and
niver was she able to find it. So she
kept the oaild and come 10 America with
lie; for she heard how the streets wero
paved with gold, and when she came and
found nary gold nor food but for thework
ing, she had to go 70 work, as well as we
poor creatures do; an she took in wash
ing in the one room below stairs: but niv-
er bit would she let the child do for it.
self; but waited on II like slave, and on
ly taught It to sing, as us mother did be-
fore it, she said; and last year Theresa
died. This poor creature took on so bad
that took her myself, only IN be bring
iu' her up differently, inurely; I'll teach
her to earn her bread, at any rate, and so
send her out every day, to sing to the
great folks, an makes her help me TO car
ry around the clothes, and that is all, sir.
1T was very gool in you, Bridget, to
take the lit;lo orphan; you have saved her
from a sad fate; you viii be rewarded you
may depend
Bridget raised her eyebrows and
dropped a courtesy. while little Casts
Diva, as Mr. Patron then. aud ever since
called her, hid her face in the bed and
sobbed TO hear her own story related
The kind gentleman looked at her tender
ly, aud ;hen continued:
Il have plan for this poor child, whicl
will relieve you Of your charge, and repa.
you for your goodness Of heart. Goo,
night, little one; III come tomorrow
Dry your tears, for will yet make yor
happy. Here. Bridget, is some mone
- for you. and be sure you do not send he
out to sing again. have something bet
ter for her to do
Bridget dropped another courtesy, an
- her mouth opened wide--for she was a
mysti6ed and bewildered.
An hour later and Mr. Patron is agai
az" seate in an easy chair before his brigl
oJ coal fire, with his dressing gown on,
.od more folded around him. The only dill
~ erenc9 is that he smiles instead Of sigl
.bo ing as he dill before
,vo 'Ah, yes, he says, i see my way clea
49,, / can now, without hesitation call upo
s,1 Madame Victor in her room, to intere,
NY NY her about my little Casta Diva. l wi
iJ- tell her the story and engage her to cult
If va:o the voice of my little protege.
-, will see her to morrow morning, and pc
,a haps she will accompany me to Bridget
lodgings. Not a very romantic walk
invite the lady of my heart to share, b
then the circumstances are peculiar
Now think of it, must engage
-, my landlady, the little bedroom next
~ mine. l am determined to adopt tn
singing cherub for my own. will chani
;,I, her name to Casta Diva Patron. 1t SCUM
~ musical, aud she is musical herself.
NV sweet Madame Victor only sees in h
tno what do. we shall b, an am0zing hapT
,an @ family. 1 shall find enough to do wi
air my money after all
49, And so he goes to bed and dreams
,or his future joys till he fairly laughs alol
in his sleep.
Now it is morning, and il you will p
1'N your head out of your door, you can s
n,s him walking along the hall He stops
III No. 8-knocks gently but the rich ton
,an piano, touched by thrilling hand, dc
20 not allow SO love-like a tap to be heard.
'' This time he knocks louder, the mu'
10 stops, and the door is opened by beau
! ful woman, who smilingly invites him
enter. Well. / don't wonder he fell
ap love with herl They closed the door.
,aat Let's you and 90 peep AZ the key-n'
"a 30, and hear what they have TO say. I'll ne'
:" = tell-will you? Harkl Well, after al
rou can't tell what they said now; because
~, wouldn't; but Patron has staid in ther
"a. great while, and he don't ask her 70 81
ing or play all the time.
,;gssl Now the door opens again and u
aov, come out together; he in his overcoat a
80, hat: she in her cloak aud velvet bonn
Iii He looks very much excited, and she 10
! :, pale and trembles so she can hardly spe
: She takes his offered arm, and goes do
stairs and out Of the street door. 1
believe thsy are going to BridgePs.
, Gil Aud so they are.
- Good Mr.. Patron walks slowly "
Se the sweet lady. for she has every rea
~ ~ 70 temblo; she believes she is Laurel
vi - mamma; for she has been telling herfri
.L.,9 how her husband was killed in drea
49, az mob one day, because he was a great
~, w litician, and when they had burned
''A0'' house they took and threw her into pri
whore she remained a whole year, aud