The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1857-01-01
From the Nation.
A Glimpse of the Dark.
by KATE Carroll

GA bitter night r So people say, as they sit in
their comfortable parlors and srumble because it
is bitter, having nothing else TO grumble about
"a bitter night" Sighs the poor, shiverng over
scant fire, aud longing for warmer days to come
y bitter night" is the salution exchanged by br-
siness men on their way home, and they grind the
soft snow under their heavy feet, angry that it has
dared at last 10 come. "a bitter night" And
now the speaker is a young gil, alone and timid,
hasiening with many misgiying5 towards an aristo-
cratic portion of the city, where lives one who has
given lirgely to the poor Her erand is a nei
one-nothing but the direst necessity has driven
her to it. Yet she is almost tempted TO turn back.
Occasionally parties of iude young men pa g and
peer impudenty under her bonnet, when she
shrinks more within herseC-ir that were possible
and signs that she is driven out on such n dis
NAL night. The storm increases. The wind walls
as it drives the clinging slcc against the girl who
almost blined, and colder than BEFORE urges her
way towards the object Of her desires.
"Do mind, George, where you walk Don't you
see you all but pushed that girl down ?"
"Pshaw Nothing but beggar!"
"More's tine pity then Hearts nor doors won't
open 10 ncr tonight" replied the youngest broth
er, dropping carefully and steaIthily bchind the
eldest who, unconscious that he was alone, pushed
his way rlp.liy forward. "Here," and almost be-
fore Groce Leigh knew it, the youth had thrust n
half dollar il her h:n1 and was out OF sight nearly
as soon
At seems mean to gi7e so little. But it was all
had Sic don't know that though. do believe
that il was ,icl, could be tie happiest fellow
alive, for its jelly (os good Mar; Daploy would
say) 10 give 10 the poor"
Come, Ed! Can't you heepup?' shouts George,
almost ungily now noticing Lis brothers distance
/ back.
"Well, s'pose might, if I was as long-legged
as you" answers Edwith light laugh as he ncars
his tall and really elegant brother.
"Why how good lie wcs Who could have
told him that need money 50 much Gut it must
! be, ho knew it, because am the only female out
l declare never thought OF that myself before.
will g" on though Ind with lighter heart ,and
more elastic step Grace proceeds.
How sight thing will raise tie spirits O
the desp0iring--how slight! yet SO cf:en with,
held
+ The plNnthrophist is in his library. The warn
glow from the groto grcats him pleasantly rt til;
table where lie sits in deep thought. The unstint
ed gas throws every brilliant tnt of tie rich car
pet to open view costly birds in gided cages av,
seen among the most cxhi'arating exCtics; whl'
the cost Of ,Le r;le stntuary wcald have itl aut
warned many peer family through ,aauy , win
ter.
A l. = Io p;,,s 10 I'll,
breaks over lbs face and he extends his hand to
G wards pet child a tiny girl, who bounds into III
p room followed by 81 beautiful woman-the moth,
cf the child and second wife of the philar,:,l'o
A phist
d "Iwont money, papo," cried the pei, runnin
her tiny fingers through his cbon C.rle. Il van
money.
d "Pahnw you don't think, You couldn't te
s what to 10 with it, if gave it to you )" and i
S iacetioUsly pushed the little one away from hin
then The next moment nestled the beautiful hea
# upon bis bosom, with feeling of fearful hal
i, pucs5 that such dear charge was all his--h
= own.
!. "But do, papa.
r. "SLo does, husband. There is a girl IN :,
" hail.
If Begging, Isupposc," the philcnthropi5t iatc
IT posed and cert,ialy not the cleaning of chOri
IS was that shining in his face.
"Yes She is dreadrully in want. Her lendlo
he threatens TO turn her out in the morning if she
not the rent for him then"
,h "Serye her right She'd no business with
le, house if she can't pay for it !"
es She has heretoiore,but is now unable to throu!
re her mothers illness"
ol. "Same old story. All humbug, Nothing b
he humbuggery in the world ~
he as papa a humbug ~ asked little Mary, qu
ets innoccntly.
ne $50 to bed, Mary!" was the answer but
of speaker turned measily away from the clear e.
so eyes of his pes, who, the next moment, unmurm
er. ingly passed out Of the library
Won't you speak to the girl She is just o.
ia side here" pleaded the gentle wife, lingering at
threshold.
ost "rm busy. Tell her I'm obliged TO give all
the time Those cursed foreign missiOns--a fell
lly must have aname though--draw like lccch y
,snl Bat this Is a Gaze OF need close At hand