The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1861-01-24
From Arthur's Home Magazine.
An A N & Il l..
BY NARY A. DENISON.


The little child lifted it's eyes 10 dumb
amazemeut 1t knew not why it was
struck-harshly spoken to, aud denied
the caress of love. 1t did remember
a time, young as it was, when loving
arms cnfolded it, To be thrust forth
now into the cold and storm, to be cloth
ed 10 rags, to be fed upon mouldy crusts,
was new and terrible experience Aud
the little pauper boy sat down on the
curb stone, and tried to think. His feet
we're ba,e, red and cold, but never mind
that--,he chill air penetrated his ragged
garments, but never mind that-he want
ed to thiuk Who were these people
passing him, looking so warm and COM
Portable? What did it mean that they
should be happy and cheerful, and he SO
sad Noue OF them had such heavy
hearts, that he was sure of He looked
up into the cold blue sky. What was it
and who lived up there? Somebody
had said once that God would take care
of him. Where was God? Why didn't
he take care of him? o! if he could
only see God for one little minute. or the
angel the good man told him of when his
mother died ! Did folks ever see God !?
did they ever see angels!
An organ grinder came near and took
his stand The melody he played light
ened the little boys heart somewhat, but
it didn't warm hint didn't make him
less hungry. he kept shivcring in spite
Of the music, and he felt so all alone so
despairing! Then the organ grinder
passed away--and the people kept throng.
ing by-they never needed the little
child sitting on the curb stone, they had
so many things to think of. The car
riages passed by, aud the carts, and a
company of soldiers-but it was all dumb
show to hm-he WAS trying to think,
with such dull pain at his heart
Presently three Or four coarse looking
boys gathered behind him, and winked
aud laughed at each other. In another
moment the youngest-a demon at heart,
| fear-save thrust, and over went
that poor little houseless child into the
gutter. Dne scream-one sob Of anguish,
as he gathered himself up and looked
after the boys, now flying away with
shouts of mirth. o. how cruel it seem
! ed in them how cruel! The little hun
cry boy walked slowly on, sobbing and
shivering to himself. He didn't know
what he was walking for, or why he was
living; he felt out of place-a poor little
forlorn spirit that had lost its way-a
bruised reed that any one might break
little heart so tender that look was
anguish, how much more blow.
The little boy stood at last near tht
corner of street An apple-stand, al
which he gazed with longing eyes, moi
far off, was tended by cross-looking ole
man There were cakes on the stand
AMI the poor little mouth of the house
less child wate1ed as he saw one boy af
ter another deposit his penny and taxi
his cake. He had no penny, and though
there was hunger in his eyes, the cross
looking old nan did not think Contac
with poverty had made his heart grow
hard, aud hungry faces we're no new
sight to him.
The tempter came The old man.
back was turned-a vile boy at his sid
at the side Of the houseless child
Judged his elbow. "You take one" h.
whispered, "I'll give you half
The little child gazed at him steadily
He saw something in the tleared eye
that made him shrink something tha
set his heart to beating.
Il tell you, hook one," whispered tn
: boy, Il won't tell, aud we'll 60 away AM
eat it"
~ don't want to STEAL" whispered tn
houseless child.
30! you fool" muttered the bruta
tempter, aud smote him in the eyes, hi
heavy hand dealing blow that sent tn
, poor littl child against the wall. hi
). whole frame quivering with anguish
: The terrible blow had almost blinded hir
= for a moment-a great sob came up !
his throat-oh what had he done to b
: treated 50? Why didn't God take car
Of him There never, neUer was Goc
or he would let him suffer so-an
) that because he refused to be wicked =
I don't believe that ever . man 10 n
!. deadliest bereavement suffered more tha
\. that sad little child. His hears vas i
y orally swelling with grief, and though
could not reason about it, he felt as
there vas great and sore injustice som
where.
He started to Gross tho street.
Ms dark. binding pain still made his pc
tAmules ring,