The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1867-11-09
From the Western Rural
LITTLE SCSY.
BY GREENFIELD.

nat shall be done with the child Z!
The funeral of the mother was over and sew
eral woman were conversing of the matter in
/, Mrs. Hunts large kitchen.
"Send her to the Orphan Asylum" said one.
I "Perhaps we can find some one to take her."
y said another.
n "She must have relatives somewhere" remark
\ ed . third; "but l never heard Mrs. Brown
I speak of any"
II think have heard her say said Mrs
I Wells, the second speaker, that she knew of
I none in this country. She came alone from.Eng-
land in early life, married, and lost her husband
| here and this is the only child she ever had. l
never heard her maiden name, and Brown is so
common that very likely the girls relatives will
1 never be found"
"Then we must provide for her in some way
said Mrs. Hunt. MY hands are full already,
I or l would take her"
4 81 have such poor health" said Mrs. Wells,
"that l could not possibly do it."
"My husband would never consent to my
4 taking her. said Mrs. Benson.
N "There's Aunt Sally Nichols" said Mrs
4 Hunt, she hasn't chick nor a child in the
world, she might have her just as well as not"
4 But she's particular" replied one, "what
could child do with itself there"
"And Uncle jerry don't like children"
"He couldn't help liking such dear little
thing as Susy is said Mrs. Hunt. "Poor little
4 baby! it don't know what it has lost. Mrs.
Brown good mother
"And Aunt Sally is good, too, if you only find
\ the tender side of her heart. She's little old
fashioned to be sure; but it's the way she was
brought up. She'll feel for this little orphan
like an own mother I'll trust her to care for it. :"
So Mrs. Hunt and Mrs. Wells set out one
morning with little Susy to consult Aunt Sally,
who lived three miles distant.
GOOD mornin', Miss Wells, good mornin',
Miss Hunt" said Aunt Sally, as the ladies step
ped on the old blue door stone" walk III. do,
an take some chairs" she added, brushing off
with her apron couple of nicely secured and
ready busted chairs How warm you look
you must have some water from my new well
And what little bit of thing is this that looks
40 like rosy posy!" she asked taking little
Susy on her lap, and untying her sun-bonnet
strings. ''She isn't your girl, Miss Hunt, cause
l remember your children are all boys, and Miss
Wellses all grown up.
at is Mrs Browns little Susy; Mrs. Brown
is deadw
"Miss Brown what, the Miss Brown that
lived down to the Corners, in Deacon Jameses
red house,
"Yes; she was buried nearly week ago!"
"Was she Dear me. gone to her long home .
An this is her clild-all she had z"
world
"Poor darlin," said Aunt Sally. crushing the
fsur-year old baby close up TO her heart, and
wiping her eyes with her Sleeve Poor darlin',
Susy's nice little girl amt she 2"
Susy looked up wondcringly into Aunt Sal
ly's eyes, and said softly, My mozcr says be ~
BLESSED child, she don't realize does she p"
said Aunt Sally. "Whos keepin on her "
~ have been said Mrs. Wells, "but nv
health is poor, we thought we would come up
and see if you couldn't take her, Aunt Sally.
We knew you hadn't any little ones to care for"
"No, no, | hain't, Miss Wells" said she quick
ly, and wiping her eyes again used to have
but they all lie over yond r." she added slowly,
pointing 10 little gravey I'd in iissn: valley.
"Td like to take her: she just about a. old as
little Rilly was but"-a, she paused
"What is it, Aunt Sally 2"
go you know, late yeas Uncle Jerry isn't
used to children, an somehow he's got to not
liking 'em very well. lie used to, though !;
many and many's the time he's taken little Rilly
an Naty on his lap, an srag an rocked 'em to
sleep, as tender as a woman
"Thsh he'd learn to love Susy, I'm sure"
EYES he would; out tWoul, % hard at first