Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1860-11-30
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Before bis usual time Mr.. Frazier left the
store and went home. AS he opened the
door Of his dwelling, the distressed cries
and sobbings of child came with an un-
pleasant shock upon his cars. He went up
stairs with two or three long strides, and
entered the nursery from which the cries
came.
"What is the matter, darlingl" he said
as he caught the weeper in his arms. "What
ails my little MaggyT
10 papal papaP Sobbed the child, cling
ing to his neck and laying her wet face
close to his.
"Jane, said Mr.. Frazier, looking at the
nurse, and speaking with some sternness Of
manner, "why is Maggy crying in this wayG"
The girl looked excited but pale. "She's
been naughty" was her answer,
"No, papa, amt been naughty" said
the child Indignantly. 81 didn't want to
stay here all alone, and she pinched me
and slapped me so hard Oh papa" And
the child's wall rung out again, and she
clung to his neck, sobbing.
alas she ever pinched and slapped you
before9" asked the father.
"She does it most every day." answered
the little girl.
"Why haven't you told me2"
"She said she'd throw me out of the win
dow if 1 told Oh dear oh dearI Don't
let her do it, papa"
dts lie," exclaimed the nurse, passion
ately.
"Just look at my poor leg, papa" The
child said this in hused whisper, with her
lips close to her fathers ear.
Mr.. Frazier sat down, and barring the
child's leg to the hip, saw that it was COW
cred with blue and greenish spots all above
the knee; there were not less than dozen
of these disfguring marks. He examined
the other leg, and found it in the same con-
dition.
Mr.. Frazier loved that child with deep
tenderness. She was his all to love. Her
mother, between whom and himself there
had never been any sympathy, died two
years before; and since that time, his
precious child-the apple of his eye-had
been left to the tender merces of hired
nurses, over whose conduct it was impossi-
bio for him to have any right observation.
He had often feared that Maggy was neg
lected-often troubled himself on her ac-
count-but suspicion of cruelty like thi;
never came into his imagination as possible
Mr.. Frazier was profoundly disturbed
but even in his passion he was calm.
"Jane," he said, sternly, 81 wish you tc
leave the house Immediately"
"Mr. Frazier"
"Silencep He showed himself so sterr
and angry, even in his suppressed utterancC
of the word that Jane started and left the
room instantly.
Mr.. Frazier rang the bell and to the ser
want who answered it, said, "Seo that Jane
leaves the house at once. I have dis
charged her. Send her trunk wherever she
may wish it taken. Here is tho money
that is due. Imust not see her again"
AS the servant left the room, Mr.. Frazier
hugged his child to his heart again, anC
kissed her with an eagerness of manne
that was unusual with him. He was fond
but quiet in his caresses. Now the sleep
} ing impulses of strong heart were al
awake and active.
In small back chamber sat a pale
S sweet-faced patient looking woman, readin!
letter which had just been left for her b,
the postman.
"Thank God" she said, as she fnshe,
reading it, and her soft brown eyes wer
l lifted upward. at looked very dark" sh
, murmured, "but the morning has broke
again"
= A light quick step was on the stairs; an,
the door was pushed hastily open.
: "Charles, dearw
The boy entered with an excited cour
tenance.
"Pm going to have a place, mother" h
: cried to her, the moment his feet were il
o side the door.
Q The pale woman smiled and held out he
Il hand to her boy. He came quickly to he
side.
"Thore is no necessity for your getting
@ place now, Charles. We shall go back I
y England"
30, motherp The boys face was a
aglow with sunbeams.
d "Here is letter from a gentleman
New York, who says he is directed by you
uncle Wilton to pay our passage if we wi
!" return. God is good, my son. Let us |
thankful
/" Charles now drew from his pocket Il
10 note which Mr.. Frazier had given him an
lr handed it to his mother.
"What is this? ?" she asked.
"The gentleman who promised meapla,
told me to give it to you"
h The woman broke the SEAL There we
IS three bank notes of ten dollars each, i
At closed, and this brief sentence written
ID the sheet of paper:
st "God sent your son TO a true friend
% Take courage. Let him come to me
n, morrow"
"Who gave you thisl" she asked. H
lg pale face was growing warm with the su
b. den excitement.
as "a gentleman. But don't know vi
he was. Iwent into great many stores
d, ask if they didn't want boy, and at las
came to the one where the gentleman W
~ who sent the letter. He spoke rough
D. to me at first, and then he called me ba
and asked who was, and about my mothC
%. l told him your name, and how father hi
ou died, and you were sick. Then he sat
good while and didn't say anything; al
b then be wrote the note and told ma