Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1860-03-09

more than three yards high "'n
r;.L you lke TO make ado about nothing. and
Isk your neck, you csn,'' saws q Ain S;,h a .
a,gh.ty a truly official! "but first let us knoct
oni onn see wnat is the result. The girl NAV have
only got friend or two. X. POI whom T T1. =.
iieved, said something about a hint ha ae,
rom caoman, and of a man going in some.
Wnere about o'clock with a two-bsnded b.s.
het' put I've seen nothing but decent Iook
ing Stranger come forth to buy some beer .,
tne puoIic, opposite. " 2O4, is always 'Iieht.
ing on mares nests-I m not the man he do
So - " A"i W uo
II shall go alone, then," replies Ouilcber
angrlly; "and, mind, Mr.. 2, you'll be reported
tomorrow morning.
-" Very well" says T.. with imperturbable
dignity. Whereupon Quilcher darts off in
Vlcious haste; whilst T., ascending the stem
makes '''p
KNOCK THREE ON QUILCHER's DOOR.
The instant after, feet are heard ascending
t9e staircase, and then coming along the squai.
| i'd little passage.
This ready answering of your door. ma am,
does not look very like thieves" said T.
Mrs. Qullcher hasn't breath for words, for
like cat, she is preparing for a spring.
but as soon as the door is unlatched, and the
chain withdrawn, there stands no defenceless
child, but strong, earnest looking, we'll
dressed man. Behind him is little En-, her
snaWi and bonnet on, and her box in her hand
whilst, towering above both, is Samson
" Thieves. hieves.-fre, irer' screams
Mrs Qullcher darting forward to strike the
girl, but prevented by the strong mans arm
-" Stand back" he says, II am Emma S
end - - "i
Thieves! thieves" she calls again, ''the
Goals stolen-the cupboard broken open"
Yes interrupts John, "I've been here
some time, because didn't want to steal away
like thief in the night, and so waited to speak
10 you. Sure we've had a pipe, some beer,
and supper; but none of these have been at
your expense"
Amt they-ain't they? Policeman. take
the thief into custody, and pull away that girl
she my servant
But she's my child," interrupts stout
John, "and if you lay finger on her, or him
der her moment-fOr I've come to fetch her
away ii summon you before the next magis-
trate, and get you punished for your months of
cruel usage Stand back let my child alone. y
FINDING her foes invincible, and policeman
only too well inclined to side with them. sbe
Deats ner way past them, casting unutterable
LOOKS OF hate On Samson as she does So and
ruSning down stairs, renews her screams of
" Thieves, thieves" But above these are
now heard most dismal and sepulcbral tones
There S Quilcher tumbled over the wall -
smiles H., as he opens his bulls eve, and ad-
vances to door, which, when unbolted, leads
into small yard. But he has not far to 90
for, tumbling forward comes Ouilcber. his eve
oiackened, his ankle sprained, his nose bleed
Ing and groaning like Caliban, or a bear with
a sore ear.
"Oh dear, dear, dear-I didn't know the wall
was 50 high: But it's all owing to that Samson
the dog. I'll serve him out. He shall be off
IN the morning, and not farthing of his two
months salary shall he have"
"And Id nut him into nr;co, too >, oo;J
Mrs Quilcher, who now reappears up the
stairs; III you was only to see the fire-the
glasses-the-'
CAS- he may go in the morning he shall come
tonight speaks John, loudly; 'the man that
mas befrlended my child in such den, shall
my man, go up and fetch your things, well 90
together
samson obeys readily; and going up stairs,
soon returns with a solitary Garnet BAG con-
tanning his worldly stores; and the basket rich
with the remnants of the great pie-for thither
II mad Deen conveyed-as to an ark Thus, all
things safe, John walks sturdily forth followed
you'll find yourself reported, young man. y
says Qullcher, vieiOusly, to the latter, as he
follows after to close the door.
very well ~ replies dignifed oficialism:
put take care! cheap goods coming in carts al
night, are already suspected-tske care ~
"nashing his teeth, Quilcher bangs to the
door and retreats to the kitchen, there to bathe
his eyes and leg with vinegar; whilst Mrs. o
mourns that she will have to light her fire ir
the morning, and do the household drudgery
| herself
80 closes the Christmas night, So let there
be knocks at every door where there is sorrow
poverty, or wrong
This spring see a band of happy emigrant.
set forth. Samson and the little maid-s0 soor
to be his wife-John already married to good
Carry-who is to cook piggy -wiggy and plumy
| currant sauce in far away New Zealand Happy
emigrants' happy fate! loving the dear old
land so well-yet turning their strong hand;
ana cheery faces away--tO do her work and
service-like hopeful and expectant children.