The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1866-09-12
THE EVANSVILLE DAILY JoURNA EDNsDAY SEPTEMBER


roasting meat; the little girl went to-
and-fro, bringing out the long untitled
plates :; and the man, husband, father
and thief, stood watching every oozing
life drop that the fire drew forth, with
a dangerous look that seemed to say.
: StayG you are all of life that we
have" 1t was ready to, be eaten at
last. "a. ,.,;f.,,r,.,,... - 1900, So.
Again the husband bent over his
wife. ~ l'tf lf1. atni alo" 9aJ saioo I
Drink wife" he said, and he held
to her the broth that he had made.
Her lips closed firmly. .sg ~ -.
think of the price, she murmur-
ed. L cannot, cannot pay itl''~' ''.l z
band; "choosel and oh, think of me-
And love, the all hallowed, looked
forth at her, and looking won, for her.
lips parted and drank in the life. +, p,
''Come | eat, papa, oryou will not be
able to work, and buy us more food, !"
urged Fred. g-.,.sna ~, sac ..d ssgi..
The father drew near where, with
out ceremony, hungry Fred and Jen-
ny were eating the precious morsels.
He took up fragment.IgIt was so
long since he had tasted food. He
raised his hand to his mouth.
"See, papa, there is blood upon
you'll" cried Jenny; how came it
there2" - ~ I'm,
stolen fragment, close to his heart,
were theecrimson stains. 9i OFT s9dGa
The father dropped his hand. The
morsel fell back untasted, for the
door opened and city officer came
In. ~ marfoq rsf6-1a sdJ nHEzbdt W 81
With Kim stood the man of flesh.
"We are right--here is our man, y he
said, and the officer drew nearer. ssasf
81 am going with you. but not one
word here,1 said the quivering thief.
Wait one instant. ny @ .sai7iE.A $3.50
He bent for the third time over the
wan, sweet, pillowed face, that the
officer and the man of flesh could not
see. He whispered, "Teli them not;
God will keep you till / come again"
And furnishing with hunger, and hun
ger for life, the thief went forth. 80 81
October's gold FURNISHED the sky,
October's gayest hues lay on the hills,
October's bluest blue frightened the
sound and river, when through the
streets went the thief of meat, the
husband and the fathersas dI7oE 3di 3
| The door of his prison, strong and
cold, shut him In.
| asTsn't it nice, oh, SO nice, having
enough to eat for onceg' said Jenny,
when they were gone. 6 [ think that
man is going to give father plenty of
work, but | do wish he had, let him
wait to get some breakfast. He Games
from the market, mamma: / used to
/ go with Andrew to- buy meat of him,
/ but he didn't know me up here. It's
very naughty of you, to cry, isn't it
mammal" she asked, when a few mo-
ments later she found tears dropping
from her eyes.ds' Naughty to cry when
I God has, given. us food, you know =
And the tears of wife and mother were
staid. 2
The day waned, and the night came
on. The -four barrel was giving out
it's last fire and warmth, when a. soft
knock came upon the door. y~ss zs,,
/ Fred. opened it. A young girl
| came in; She put-.doWn a. basket,
something heavy for so slight a H.car-
| rier. She looked moment troubled
in doubt. A rudy leap of fame
showed up the room. She seemed
| content. eG.rflg4, 4aafs~ 1f sol
i Aren't you JENNY" she asked of
the little girl; "and you Fred?" of
I assured the carrier of the basket, who
sat in the chair Jenny had proffered.
I I" Your father sent you food, = she
said; he could not come and /
brought it to you I will bring it to
you every day until he comes again
my name is Graee." And Grace out
spread her humble fare, glancing the
j while at the corner cot. nass ,f,,fs ses
/ The mother had fallen asleep; the
savory broth was working well for
life; the knock nor yet the voices
aroused her, and she slept on until
the stars were out and Grace was
gone. Fred went down the. stairs to
hold her hand, lest she, unused to the
way, might fall. . s917fa lla Il n9n
1 fAre you here, uncle?l' asked
Grace, as she reached the street door.
Waiting. Grace, give me the
basket" Fred heard her uncle, say,
and then he CROPPED up again ~ b55'
Jenny was on the floor close to the
waning light of the fire, peeping into
the treasure parcels, when, Fred re-
turned, and her mother awoke.
"Oh,e mammal" she cried, "here
is some tea. The sweetest little fairy
that ever danced brought it., and she
said her name. was Grace. / wonder
she didn't awaken you. 50
Jenny caught up every fragment Of
the now thrice precious bits of barrel,
and placed them to do duty. :; ea-}g1
What darling cup of tea! How
bright it makes your eyes, mammal y
said Jenny in the fulness of her joy.
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