Weekly Trinity journal., 1859-07-30

| Immediately set out for the residence of the
nearly frantic mother. The scene that met my
view there very neorly unnamed me- The mo
ther was sitting on the carpet, her arms and head
reclining upon the sofa; two daughters, both
young ladies, and Charlie, their brother, lad of
ten years, Just returned from vain search, were
gathered round her, all sobbing and trying to
console their afflicted mother. ! was in the mid
die of the room before they we're aware of my
presence-all simultaneously ran to me to tell
me their sorrow, amidst sobs and wringing of
hands. Mrs. L could only exclaim, My
darling little Lu," and burst into food of hys-
tercal tears ] calmed them IS we'll as could
got as much information concerning her disap-
/ pearance as possible, and bade them cheer up,
! that my little pet was safe in the care of some
kind family, and at all events would find her in
a short time and return her home.
The first place thought of going to was the
City Hail. on ST. Charles street, the head quarters
of the city police this building was a mile dis
tant. When / arrived there it was five o'clock,
p. M.-the child had then been missing eight
hours. | gave full description of the little
runaway-her name, age and Dress ana offered
a considerable reward for her recovery. The
description was forwarded to the various police
stations throughout the city, and soon twenty
policemen were searching the different wards.
AS for myself l took cab and directed the
driver to whip for the 4th district. For one hour
and half | searched this portion of the city
went to the City Hall--no news the polite lieu
tenant of police assured me every effort was
being made to find my little pet-that she would
certainly be found in the course Of an hour or
! two. then drove to the house Of Mrs. r..
| | have seen many deaths, and witnessed the agony
| OF loving relatives--witnessed many sudden be-
reavements, when the functions OF the brain have
been nearly suspended by q great calamity, but
| never did painter conceive more active misery
than met my eyes and ears ] stepped in that
sorrowing paror. The mother sprang towards
me : "Ay child my child you have found her,
bave you notW With garing eyes she seemed
to wait an instant for an answer then, with a
deep groan, sank upon the floor. The girls sank
upon their knees and begged in piteous accents,
that would bring their little sister to them
am now an old BACHELOR, and have suudry
witches concerning the soft spots Of "auld lang
syne" | am great, tall, raw boned flannel
: shirted miner, with heart about the texture of
} my calloused hands, but the truth must out. Ny
eyes swan, and | distinctly felt the big drops
chasing each other down my face--I had no time
! to feel ashamed. ! left the agonized family
in charge of some kind lady neighbors, and once
more sprang into the cab aud resumed the search.
1t was now quite dusk ] ordered the man Ia
drive TO the "New Basin" In this vicinity
spent an hour, inquiring up and down all the ad-
jacent btreets-my heart was about sinking with
in mel had ordered the driver to turn his horse
; and move towards the City Hall, when just as he
turned the first corner, in that direction, caught
: a glimpse of q company sitting round a tea table
! at the head of which sat lady, and she was
! in the act of helping little girl near her
One glimpse was sufficient | sprang from the
cab-the driver must have thought me mad-ir
another instant, sans ceyel0rie, little Lu was in
my arms, being smothered in kisses. The lady
was a mother herself; to her apologies were uh
necessary I; she bade me hasten home with the
! lost child. With hurried thanks, and many pro-
! misses of kindly remembrance, sprang into the
cab and jOyfully exclaimed to the driver-home
! 1t was now nine O'Clock, and we were half
) mile from Mrs LIS; it seemed hundred
We reached within three squares of home wher
our progress was blocked by large crowd in the
street. 1 cried out to clear place to let us pas
) through. My voice had scarcely ceased, when {
woman burst from the crowd, her hair dishevelet
and falling over her face and shoulders; her only
exclamation was, "My child my child" In al
instant comprehended all-in another l stood
before her with little Lu in my arms. Never die
tigress seize with greater avidity the unsuspect
ing prey than did the mother spring upon hel
child and snatch it to her bosom She uttered
but one sentence, Thank God ~ and sank nsen
sible upon the ground 1t was the agony of joy
had her conveyed gently to her home, from
whence she had wandered in her mad despair il
search of her lost babe.
None but those who have lived in large city
can comprehend the thousand dangers to children
in the streets-the reckless drayman-the uncar
ing carriage -driver-the railroad car-the canals
and basins aud last, and greatest of all, the
Gipsy ctild-thief! All combine to keep an anxious
parent in a state of nervous fear when the child
is late from school, or its absence unaccounted for
Little Lu is now ten years Of age, and if thi,
sketch should ever meet her eye, she will remem
Der that it is the writer's earnest prayer that she
will never wander " out the gate " without hel
good, kind mothers knowledge. ECNERwAL.
TRINITY RIVER, July 25, 1859.