Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1863-08-01

braid aroupd The bottom. She holds It up
and looks At it, and the light of love
slows al over her homely, cars marked
face. Nov coue'the waist and sleeves ;
nayhap, hes stitches ars not a. we'll set o.
htr work such as~oJd take premiums :,
fairs, but It will do. -.
The great clock chimes twelve. A pen.
ny from her pocket buys an apple from
another woman who wslks BY with her
basket, and doughnut and her apple
makes her wholesome lunch for the day.
Not once has che risen from hes boz
Nov cake 10 handed 10 boy Who, with
tin cup which has been hid away in her
basket. bounds away and soon rssurus
With water from the oeishborios fountain.
Her head droops against the corner,
her face turned toward her cakes and up.
ward toward the clear blue sty glowing
with the midday sun.
Her eyes close, and tho red slip Lies
quietly beneath her haLds. She 10 asleep
the 6rst falling foo.stsp near her ava.
ksns her. So she doses for half an hour,
and then busy ~ ever persues her task.
Two o'clock, more customers. The fred
and hungry goers to and fro pause and
take rsf:sshmens. She lays BY her work
for lissls-exchanees two cakes for an
orange, and by-aod.by three or four for
two large apples presently candy deal.
er leaves bright red and white twist 10
the place Of cream cake, and all these
new acquisitions are laid in = corner By
themselves.
Her stock is getting low, aud the sun 10
sending long slopes Of shadow eastward.
Now she holds up the little dress BY The
sleeve, surveys it with loving looks, and
lays it across her lap, and leaning forward,
looks wistlully down the street.
The san sinks low; the high walls of
commerce and trade are darkeuing the
shadows there, and still her eyes peer
vistfu'ly among the crowd, a. if some be.
loved object was expected.
Ha how her face brightens! what ra.
dance Of joy gleams on every feature
Up goes the little red slip, held in both
hands; and in less time than have taken
to write the words, an old woman, who
evidently bears upon her broad shoulders
the weight Of three score years and ten,
drops into the extended arms Of the pa
tieos, waiting worker. . beautiful child,
who clasps her neck aud nss,lss in her
bosom, almost speaking his deligh. in
half cry, and balf.lsughter. There is no
delay; the maternal fountain il given to
bis use. And then old deaf Granny is
told Of the results Of the day, and treated
to the last Of the remnants upon the stand.
That big apple was for her; that orange
was for her. Now little Rosy -cheeks lifts
up bis head, bound with golden curls, and
claims that braid OF candy. How he
laughs and crows, and for every demon
stration Of JOY he is clas2ed to his moth>
er's bseast and smothered with kissesl
Hundreds have passed this humble
group, yet not one has seen this e1Libi.
ton Of filial and maternal love. The
words smother" " and granny" reach
me up to the second story, ~ the cake.
seller tries to make the deaf old woman
hear; and / know BY the full round nusi-
cal tone, that love, true and pure, lies
sveetly sleeping in the hearts Of the two.
Whose eyes see that little red slip pu:
spos that little baby boy Who sees that
mothers heartfelt satisfaction 1t the fit?
Who see. the proud growing Of the bright.
faced darling, with ito ponting mouth
made al the sweeter BY dAubs Of candy,
Who sees that proud old grandmother
leading her pet away, his little bare feet
pa..ering along the hard pavement, and
bis merry laughter keeping time TO the
pat.eringi
The eake.seller's work 10 done for the
day. She rises up and straigh.sns with
ditiiculty her cramped and crippled limbs
The remnant Of cakes are laid il the
basket, the white cloth folded and laid
over them, the board lifted upon her head,
the old nail ksg hoistod above, the box
and basket taken in The two hasds, and
cIump. clan, shs passes down the street
in The d. twilight, her days work Of love
and duty done.
All this long, long day ! had bseo vait.
ing for : telegram 70 tell ne the tate Of
oas most dear. and thas hunbls CREATURE,
crippled, yst earnest, faithful, and loving,
help - q grow stronger foe the iats that
awaited ~.
And when q last that fearful dispstch
cane that crushed ny hopes, and trans.
fsred ny love from earth TO heaven, /
know ! Vas able to say With more periss
resignation, my Father. Thy will, not
mine, y 1ons,' because Of the patient
work and cheerful smile Of the cake seller
Of Bscknan street.