The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1861-02-06
From the Msihodist Protestant.
ELLA AND HER PROTECTOR.
BY yIRA MoSfR0sE.


1t was bitter cold night in the month Of
January. the bleak north east wind swept
down the almost deserted streets. bringing
with il sleet. rain aud snow, the few pedes-
trians vending their way to the comfortable
homes, were closely muffled in thick cloaks.
God be P the poor On such nigh, as this
Please give me a penny to buy some
bread" Ii was a weak timid voice, scarce
y audible above the raging Of the storm, and
came IRON little child leaning against the
lamp post. She had watched the people as
they passed aud re-passeJ her. and then put
forth that heart-rcnding petition, but il was
unnoticed. Thinly clad in the raging win
ter storm, with the rasished CLEAN Of hunger
10 her wild blue eyes. she stood. aud no anr
noticed her,--woultl she perish there with SO
many around her! Once again the voice was
raised IN mingled terror aud anguish
A penny, only penny, to buy me some
breadm
4 gentleman was passing with a little boy.
who was taking eagerly IN happy voice,
but be stopped and said
/" Father, the g'rl wants a penny"
We have no time to stop, Harry. | never
encourage street beggars."
The poor child heatd the words, and the
last faint hope died out Of her little heart |:
she would die ere,--nobody would miss
her; and the rich man with his little son
passed on TO his luxurious abode. lie had
plenty; what matter if others were diving Of
hunger! o. man, man, o. what good Is
all thy riches II thu wilt not feed the huyry,
aud co,he the naked! thine idolized child
has plenty nov; but the day may come when
he will beg penny to bny bread; and as
thou dealt with the pnor starving orphan, so
the Lord will deal with thine!
But deliserer was close at hand "a
young man was returning from his daily la
bor. and as the light shpne on the little girl,
he stopped. and looking at her, sad;
Child. don't stand there you will freeze
TO DEATH"
I" will have to die," she said. al have no
place to 20 to, and no money TO buy bread"
Ponr little one. come with me; you shall
not die. tell me your name Z"
|" Ella Montgomery. she answered.
Ella Montgomery lit was an aristocrat-
ic name for little street beggsr, and SO
Frank Raymond thought, when he asked her
where she had lived when she had vet home.
Poor little Ella. her simple story was soon
told; within her recollection she had lived
a grandly as the rich man who passed her
br. Her little form now barely covered. had
been decked in silks aud furs, her matted
hair had been mothers pride, when Il was
arranged in dark glossy curls. but the father
lost his wealth. and went away to seek FOR
more, leaving her mother in small dwelling.
They never heard from him afterwards; the
poor mothers health filled; one after annth-
sr OF their Few articles Of furniture were sold
% buy bread. and at last Ella was LETT 10
perish where the young man found her.
Frank Raymond was poor young man,
therefore he pitied those in distress, and he
ave Ella 10 charge Of the lady with when
'e bnarded. Then came the thought. he had
aiken the child, what vas he 10 do with her
His parents lived in the country, bat they
Ilso were poor, and getting old. he knew not |
whether they would be bothered With child
wen u he bore the expense Of her. Tie could
axe her TO the poOr.house. or some Of the |
sylums, that he supposed he would have 20
10. Then he boxed at the child now warm. |
y clad, her brown hair curled round her
leck, and her bright blue eyes sparkling
sith pleasure; he could not send her there.
'e would write to his mother and ask her
dsIce. In answer to his letter the mother
a'd: " Send her TO me, my son. for an all.
use purpose, Providence his directed you
o take her. We are lonely here, she will
'e company Tor US; we will take her, trust.
~ 70 The promise that bread cast upon the
waters, shall be found afier many days"
Ella was accordingly sent into the coun.
~ with he Kind Mrs. Raymond. and provi-