The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1863-12-23


Ibid no,checb her. My scattering Of medics
J knowledge. my instinct told me il was bet
ter to let the passionate burst have its way
But bowed in spirit before The wonderful
sel>control that could keep such disposi
q ton in grave fubjcctiUn so long during suel
ahryipg interview. Had she come whine
Ting and crying, might. have 7, leased hel
rom hel debt and 'iorgotteh her by tie mex
day, Now, 1;wasinwsrdly towing to shielc
shsr from some af the early Trials that hst
matuied her and braced her young heart SC
early to meet lie's rude storms. az .o-.r,
u by the time my tea bell rang she had sob
! he'd herself into quiet again, ard was stshH
ing pentent and abasbed before me. Ed.
,fgar, my nephew, had not CONF in, so / pu
tber'in his chair, and ordered Margraet e
q pack a'basket Of dainty food, wine and jel
lies in hearing. ia4iJ,g cd "a --.,..,... .
i For mother,'',I said, answering the CUES
tionipg eyes, and stimulating her appetite. .
4 :c,llow did you know2' she asked. E.,
u n knew your own supper would taste nj
Ger II she was 10 have something toO.' I!nI
law.But-a' she sghesitated with instinetiye
!tdelicacy Of a sensitive nature, dreading ta
wound. III 'b5 'hJ b2EIu3
la, but whatT p '--''--" @
ijyS'Is it begsing7 Motherwoald not hkems
go beg'rrr'eg o-s,7 @; ,.,..,.1F 49,
No, it isa Christmas gilt. / have, no lit
lie folks TO give Christmas presents 80 YOU
must let me give YOU one. You may eat it
all yourself, ityor wishH.fidion zygg s4
/ What a sIee.ul laugh greeted this prepos,
ferrous speech. She was a child after all,
With her grave ways covering the child ma.
tuie. ~ '.oi "!JI H&tHlHI r'to Il
h Come, Tea is cooling, and nother's watt
ing, SO put, on your shawl ard bonnet and
sit hete 7i h., 2, .rt.-.......
Mrs. Rose, my housekeeper, Iustlsd her
black silk with an indignant gesture as she
shook hersel into her seat opposite to miho,
but She did not say one word. was mas
ter in my own house, and she knew it, so
she swallowed her wrath at he insult OF be
ling torced to sit down with beggar, ard re
ycrged herself by Offering The child The weak.
est possible tea. Igravely emptjed' it into
the STOP bason and handed the cup back
thereby crushing out the limited itbellion
and asserting my authority. was as jubi
liant as a school boy over my little prolage,
and determined TO have her com iortably pro
vidtd at the we'll spread table Quet now
tand grave again, she was neitte ghy nor
aw kward. She had evidently been accus.
toned to SIT well, eat with due attention to
table prophecies, and bear herself like Ia
dy. hnd as watched Lcr, could trace
fhis refinement inhers,nali hands. her deli
cately cut features, .the shining gloss oi her
shorr, curling Lair, and the grace al attitude,
OF her irai little figure.
a; DO Son know said 10 her tha, in oil.
our long talk you have not ''old me- your
name? <' ,'",t. " 'a fs'7r.
"a 'Meta Burgess, sir. I. is mothers name
too, @'N'!a 20. H' laa' nDaaa ~
au 'Alice's name is Smiths .'i2 rsoa.s
b. What, was your father's husiness!' selT f.
'te was an ensraver, sir, and STOPPING kill.
ed BIN. mother said; he died in cofsulhption
nearly fifteen years ago. -"' 10 saP'94 81
Fifteen Years! lcried, FOR 7 had setsber
down twelve AZ tho very outside limit ofny
Sisitdt's age. =, '.Ft'sS 5--i. }t5 %
& yes, s,r, when was six months elda saa
'Whew. Oh, here you are! Why, where
did this inankin come from! are 9YTf' =.
. And enter Edgar Hart, my nephew, aged
eighteen. ',''' '' '.p M F'2'oFq- Tga
MargaIe. had cup, saucer and plate On the
table be Gre he could, sit down, far my brave
beautiful boy, with his cheerful voice and
sunny smile, is the darling O. the house from
the. ktcl en- up. Eescn Mrs. Roses frow ms
relaxed into smiles as She poured out bis
tea, '' 'H'4"fF t"' oHj yea
'Aiht it cold? I've been treating six tsmaI
BOURNE ard singing girls to oysters and eoE
Zee for Christmas eve, uncle You should
have seen them eet poor lit1ie tots not big
ger than this little one, any of the lot 7aI
This is Meta lsurgss, Edgar, daughter .o'
one Of my tenants ~ ''' 5.' J-sts9}oai LldI
She stood up to drops grave courtesy;
bu Edgar reathtd his hand over the table.,
shake hands; 'little che We are good
friends low lie added letting his strong
hand close over her little nne W ETir"o2 1'01A
She studied hiin for moment with. her
wonderful eyes then said 'gravely; Yes, SIR,
! And, ], IN my urp,ophctic blindness, did
b oteyen shudder at the question or answers
Alter tea took her home, her Ihtls hand
clasped in nnc while the big, wellsfilled
basket hung on my arm. 'I'hadf proposed to
pn. her into it, hoping to cal out the nerq
Try laugh, again; but she evidently, considered
the basket serious stfaiF, and only assured
me gfavely, that she could walk, as serieus
as il being carried in thai ket basket was
her usual method otloc6niotior. @iyn s'g41rt3
My introduction 10 Ruggles Avenue did
not prepossess me ip its avor.h At every
door was collec, ed . group Of overdressed wof
man and hall drunken, men, enjoying (3pthe
holiday e.ehihg. Children 'weres visible
through the open doors, sticking oranges; tor
fighting over papers Of cheap confectionery, \
while their elders laughed, or tl,ttedg .cr
swore, as the case might be. at the doorway A
n contrast TO all this light and iner rimeht
was the closed doer and shutters otlNosa27
the. last house in the row. In the upper
room, 3 fight burned but the cariaius, o.
some thick green stuff, bid all ins de- sfaw
Opening the door softly, my guide asked
me to wait, and went quickly up stsirs.ssaA
moment later, she stood at the head of the
Staircase, holding a candle to light me- ana
Please conie up here, sir. Mother is not
able 10 come down. .,s l7a ygHy Esei
M So passed through tho little entry, and
mounted the narrow staircase, and stood 10 !
the upper room ofthis little houss NJ Two
rooms anbove, two below, we're all 1t boast
ed, but it was large enough for this family,
bad u been, transplanted into parer air and
broader space. Cra;nped up, as 1t was, in
the heart Of 4 great city, hemed in by houses
on all sides that overlooked and oyefshadow.
I'd il, shut out from al |, but the tiniest ps, eh
OF the blue sky above, Ruggies Avenue was
a, fair type oil the narrow, iohl streets where
city crowds her poor.9a 3 aaaa iJodiiw (,
In the tidy but poor room, where my lit /
tle friend led me. I found the mother and
the baby, Allie, The first, pallil and veal,
Iwuh. The crimson spot That stamps consnnp.a
lion on her cheek, with hollow eyes aid,
sapksa lips, looked already fit lor' the grave,
10 lwhtch she cqlinly, was puny, top and Zee \
weep. 80 - ~ bus .s1
Il have vantnred 10 intrnde I said ccnl,r Z