The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1867-12-03


mother, butas they laid her down they
started back in horror; for Mrs. Helens
was dead-dead on the bosom OF her
much loved son.
Chapter III.
About three weeks after the death of
her mother Emma Helens removed from
the little hut on the hill, and with the
help of few kind nefghbors she managed
to.hire a listfe room for her brother and
herself. She prayed to God to support
her through her trials; and waited pa
tiently for her father, to return. She did
not despair Of seeing him again. It was
an awful stroke when she awoke and
found that her mother was dead; but she
thanked Ged for preserving her life for
the sake of her little, brother, Georgia.
Though only thirteen years old, she de-
pended on her needle for her living e
Weeks passed, she still remained in
her little home, but day by day she was
growing weaker, until at last she was
without work or money.
"OGodl" she exclaimed, "what shall
do2,' a5B;4l tlisb isa4 s SD
elm hungry sobbed little George
who was in the corner playing with his
rabbit. sess.5ss ..s.,o--so ~ !
2 '..Wait, brothsr,p said Emma, II have
bit of bread left = 8 7tes g :
So saying she went towards the cup.
board and brought q Few dry crusts,
which the boy devoured greedily. 9dl
The next day they were without, food
again. Starvation stared them in the
face. i-.s" 479
.Georgel" baisaq91
.f "M ell. Emma aeo |, 9Tad siaoibat
care you hungry" sd 9o 1olaaa all
) SO Emma, 50 very, very hungry" and
the boy burst into tears.
"I have no food" said Emma in q
panied tone ofvoico But whore is your
little pet rabbit?'' - S
It is asleep in the corner; look" he
continued, pointing his finger in that d.
rection, s'don't it look pretty? When l
look at it I don't think of food. Oh, /
love it sol But still, Emma, I am SO
very hungry. It is two days since I ate
anything but that little bit of bread.
Emma Helens said nothing, but taking
the rabbit in her hand she went towards
the table. 81
"Why did you wake it?" asked George
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Georgie, are you hungry2,'
"Very hungry, Emmap'
"Then,' said Emma, with knife in
one hand and the rabbitin the other, 1--WE
must have food; we can get it in no other
way, therefore we must kill the poor rab
bit. "2a a-s25t l
George looked at his sister in aston
ment., fra sg .dsd y6a
"You would not be SO cruelP' s
e 81 must, George, l must"
"Oh, don'tt' he cried, taking hold o
her arm, "please don't kill poor rab
bit!' sf
Emma looked at her brother will
pity.
',Take it," she exclaimed. "But you
sister Emma is SO very hungry; will yo,
not let her kill it? you can have anothe
soon" - eE 81
"Take it, he exclaimed, as if his yer.
heart was breaking, skill it! hurry, hurry
But I don't want another. Be quick
don't let it sufe. much. Oh, how can
bear it2 my poor little rabbit, how can
lpart with it?" So
The knife was raised. n 45 saoy
i "Wait moment" exclaimed the boy
swat until cover my eyes. l don
want to see it. Wait! wait!'
4 The boy put his hands across his eye
lSuddenly his senses left him and he fe
iainting on the floor. Emma glanced |
her brother. Fearing that her eourae
would fail her she snatched the knife an
, was about to strike. A footstep W;
} heard; a man appeared on the threaholc
4 Emma looked around; she gave a screaI
4 of joy, and dro1ping the knife she e1
"Fatherln ! =
The two we're locked in each other
arms. saaZa Gl sa aa91t -
m 4 x K llia #5s7l 8
Three years have passed, and Emn
5 and George Helens are happy. The
3 have found their father. He is vel
r rich, but, alasl his angel wife is not pre-
! entto enjoy his treasures. His stay W
longer than he expected it to be and-tl
I old, old story-his Letters failed to reac
them.
Emma Helens grew to be beautlf
, rnrnnn Z tho LOO &c trnntu ho 20,