Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1861-01-03
THURSDAY, JANUARY 8, 1861.
that they were ripe so carly, and Mrs.
HuEtly hurried to tho door

~ na1 SAouS1 " Haht dHN bouy mouth
water and Mrs. Huntly's certainly did,
as tile man lifted basket of the delicious
fruit, aying
Setenty five cents, ma am, and the first
of the e|season.
It'sla dreadful price, murmured the
young wife, and | owe the only dollar I
have by me to that poor woman. uow
provoking Charley's so fond Of strawber-
ry cake, and / could make s1ch beautis
ful ore out of two of those baskets. and
what | delightful surprise it would be at
supperl But that woman, no matter, I'll
I give her something for having to wait !;
Bridget, here, run up stairs and get my
purse on the tabla.'
You're not going away, dear mamma !?
Please do not 60 away and leave Willie
alone ! and the sick boy lifted his arms ap-
pealing from the head pallet an which he
lay, while the tever flush deepened in his
hollow cheeks, and ;he fever light darken-
ed in his bright eyes.
It's only litth while, Willie, and
mamma will buy some bread and make YOU
nice piece Of toast when she comes back :;
and my boy shall lit up by the fire, and
have cup of warn tea, too, and soue
medicine to make himwell again. Mammals
going to get a whoe dollar, and she will
spend it every bit fol her darling, said the
mother, as she leaned fondly over her
child and drew the folds of the old quilt
tighter around him.
One kiss, full, oh! so full of motherly
tenderness, and the sick boy lay all alone
in that dark, destitute room, where the
pale spring SUNSHINE looked in coldly On
the ashes that were smouldering on the
hearth.
Please ma am, thre is woman at the
door and has come ,or the dollar she says
you promised her today
Goodness, BridetP little shadow of
cloud came over the bright forehead of
the lady; | spent the last cent in the
house for these strawberries, and [ can't
leave this cake tosee her now, either
Tell her to call again tomorrow; she GER
tainly shall have it hen, and more too
Och Mrs. Hunty, you ought to have
seen the look ON her face when | told her
you'd not the money to-day surely that
poor thing is in trouble of some kind, and
it's plain enough to be seen, said the rath-
er loqua1ious Bridget to her mistress, when
she turned to go to the kitchen.
'Oh, dear! if | had known; but the
Strawberries are bought, and it cannot be
helped how I'll make it all right with
her tomorrow, Bridget
And Mrs. Huntly showered the berries
on the daintily fashioned cake, and hum
med a sweet tune to the swift motion of
hes hands, and the little shadow of cloud
went out from her brow,
4 !:
Thpc days passed.
Wnat can be the feasen,' maraured
Mrs. Huntly to herself as she sat in her
dressing room, that Mrs. GRAY did not
call 70, her money next day? [ have laid
by two for her, as Mrs. Marcy told me
they were very poor; and as | intend to
call On that lady this afternoon, | will learn
the residence Of Mrs Gray, apd take this
myself; toE somehow that woman's non-ap-
pearanct troubles me-
Goodness, what place I had no idea
she was 50 wretchedly poor Murmured to
herself the lady with Z gracefully plumed
hat and shawl of strange, gorgeous deyi-
ces, wFqght in the loom of the Indies, as
she carsfnlly picked her way up the rick
Mrs. Clay.
She teached the door to wbieb she had
been diieeted, and having knocked several
times without receiving any answer, she
gently lifted the latch and looked in. The
bloom gept ont from the lady's cheek at
the scene which that half opened do0r re- !
Tealed
In the centre of the wretched apartment
stood Q small deal table, on which was
placed ? coffin: and bending over this,
every feature of her hiafggegard face q written
9lst9Fg Of terrible suffering, was Mrs.
Gray. 4 moment Later, she raised her eyes
aaq e9aff9Rtsd these Of her appalled, appalled, yisi
A startling change came over the To-
mans face. She stepped quickly and quiet
ly from the coffin to the side Of Mrs. Hunt.
~, and laying her hand on the lady's arm,
said in q low hoarse voice:
fGome with me-
The two stood together before the coffin;
a!npd anpdq then removing the white cloth from
the face OF the boy that was hers no
longer Ms Gray pointed to hin, and and said said
slowly ana sttesFRly
Mrs. HqnHy, he was all T had, and he
is dead, and God viii hold you responsible,
tor you pave Killed him: The dollar that
YOU promised me, and then withheld,
would have saved his life; and when other
help came it was too late.
sQh, forgive me! forgive me. Mrs. Gray,
II ! pad only klnoEn,' calculated the lady
down her cheeks -
As Mrs. Gray looked at her visitor. the