Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1862-10-24
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AN ANGEL III DISCUSS.

| IlleneSs, vice and intemperance had
done their miserable work, and the dead
mother lay cold and stark amid her
wretrhed children. She had fallen upon
the threshold of her own door in a
drunken fit, and died in the presence Of
! her frightened little ones.
Death touches the springs of our com
fE:on humanity. This woman had been
despsed, Sroffed and angrily denounced
by nearly every Elan, woman aud child
! in the village; but now as the fact Of
her death was passed from lip to lip, in
Suhdued tones. pity took the place Of
anger. and sorrow of denunciation. -
Neighbors went hastily to the old tum
BILE down hut. in which she had secured
little more than place of shelter from
summer heats and winter colds; some
with grave-clothes for decent inter
ment of the body; and some with food
for the half starving children. three in
number One Of these, John, the eld-
est, boy of twelve, was a stout lad. able
to earn his living with any farmer
Kate. between ten and eleven, was Il
bright, active girl out of whom some
thing clever might be made, if in good
hands; hut poor little Maggy, the young
est, WAS hopeleSsly diseasel. Two years
before. fall from the window had in
jured her spine, and she had not been
able to leave her bed since, except when
litiel in the arms of her mother.
What WAS to be done with the chill
hren?" That was the question now
The dead mother would 20 under ground.
and be forever from all care or concern
of the vilagers. But the children must
not be left to starve After consider
ing the matter. and talking it over with
his wife. farmer Jones said that he
would take John and do we'll by him.
now that his mother Was out Of the way;
and Mrs. Ellis. who had heen looking
out for u bound girl, conclu led that 1t
would he charitable in her to make
choice of KITTY. even thongh she was too
Young to be Of much use for several
years.
4 Il could do much better I know -
said Mrs Ellis: but as no one seems in
Glued to take her, must act from ii
sense of duty. 7 expect to have trouble
with the child; for she's an undisci
piined thing-used to h: wing her own
way"
But no one said, "I'll take Maggie y
Plying chances we're east on her wan
and wasted form. and thoughts were
troubled on her account Mothers
hroa=ht east off garments. and removing
her s"iled and ragged clothes dressed
her in clean attire The sad eyes and
patient face Of the little one touched
many hearts, and even knocked ar them
for entrance, But none opened to take
her in Who warted il bea-rlden chilli?
Take her to the poor, house SAID =
Fnueh man Of whom the question
" hats to he done with Mag"ie?' was
asked .Nohody's going 20 be both
erei with her"
.'The poor house is sad place for i
sick. heip'e~S child" answered one
For your child or mine said the
other, lightly speaking; "hut for rhis
trat it would prove blessed change
food. and he doct"re1. which is more
than ram he said of her past condition "
There was reason in that hut still it
didn't satisfy. The day following the
day of death WIS made the day of burial
A few neighhors was at the miserable
hoveI. but none followed the dead cart
as it bore the unhonored remains to its
l.panper grave. Farmer jones. after the
coffin WIS taken out, placed John in his
wagon and drove away. satisfied that he
had dnne his part. Mrs. Ellis spoke to
Kate with IA hurried air-s.bid vour sis
ter gaad-bye." and drew the fearful
jchildren apart ere scarcely their lips had
touched IN IA sobbing farewell. Hastily
others went cut, some glancing at Mag
gle. and some resolute y refraining from
la look, until all had gone. She WAS
alone! Just over the threshold, Joe
tThompSon, the wheelwright, paused
and said ia the black ksmith's wife, who
was Fastening off with the rest:
at is cruel thing to leave her so. .
Then take her to the poor house
she'll base to 60 there" answered the
bIaeksmith's wife, springing away and
leaving Joe behind.
| TOF Ii3llG " ulIc iilC u1du SIuUu
a puzzled air, tkan he turned back and
: went into the hovel agrn. Maggie, with
"A painful effort, had raised herself to an
upright position. and was sitting on the
bed, straining her eyes upon the door
out of which all had just departed. A
vague terror had come into her thin
white face.
"Oh, Mr. Thompson" she cried out
catching her suspended breath, don 7
leave me here ali alone!'
Though rough in exterior, Joe
Thompson, the wheelwright, had heart
and it was very tender iu some places
lie liked children, and was pleased te
have them come into bis shop. whers