The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1868-04-11

would. by the love abe bOro her mother, ind ont
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Il viii, win, the stranger replied earnestly;
land don't you cry any mere my father knows
the Judge, and he'll get you away Tomorrow.
Good-bys-keep up q good heart; > and of abe
ran. T}{iJg IHTkI
She knew her mother to be enc II the most
charitable of women, and hastened home to tell
her story Of Marie; but unfortunately she had
Just gone 10 ride, and would mot Be back till near
What can 7 do p. she cried. and wrun9 hsf
hands. "They Hant coal, and bread, and tea, and
20 many things a-l have only ten cents in ny
pocket"
She Shutdown on the marble steps and pSndsred.
All at once her eyes Frightened and beautiful
color flashed in her face.
II will do it," she said, rssolstsly stmamna
will forgive mo wheal she .knovtisll. Without
On, she will be glad thought 90 far" and she
bound ID down the street and rushed around the
corner.
Pushing open the rlate-elass deer Of the most
fashionable hair-drss,sr in the city, she went
quietly up t0the attendant and ssked to -
Monsieur B. He ushered her into the. inner
room, saying he would call him. an
Her heart fluttered while she waited, but her
resolutions did not fail! lk.iD
B. toek her hard kindly.-"Good morning, dear.
Come to have Year ringlets dressed for the ball
tonight ?-noY' as she shook her head, "why
not s--you 60 certainly; you are one of Mon
seurs best pupils. What is the matter then, my
dear." fL, N ey "
For moment her lips qaiv.rsd; then che
spoke up quietly:
lyon said once, sir, you would givstme 0at
eagle for my curls. Win you do it now-to-day,
The hair dresser was astonished- could
the child mean? To cut off those curls, long,
silken and golden colotsd, the paleof stray sum
beam to sell them was surely crime.
Does She your mother does sho knew you
come here? z"
g. No, sir; but she will not blame me when 1
toll her how it was Oh, no she is to good !"
"And how is it, my dearP Make ? friend of
me, and tell me how it comes you ask me to buy
your hair" and he stroksd the glossy cxrls -
tenderly as father might. r-ss yEis -ilf
She hesitated, and then opened he heart to
him. There. was a mist in his eyes when she fin
ished her plaintive story He walked the floor
for moment as If irresolute, then stepping be-
fore her, he took out his pocket-b0ek, handed
her two half eagles. She put them in her purse
and took off her hood. as
"Not now my little angel ~ he said huskily,
mot now, am too busy; tomorrow Wilde as
then, do not mention it to any one. Go now on
your mission, my sister Of charity" and he led
her to the door
How quickly her little, feet few over the
pavement. She could hardly speak when she
reached the bakers shop.
Tive loaves, sir-large ones, too," she gaspsd,
and threw down one Of the gold pieces. n
The man started at INTERNATIONALLY. The col
or rose to her brow but she said nothing and
II
"ls that you, Marief What kept You so
long, daughter T. Quick break me crumb, i an
faint"
Like an angel the little stranger looked to
them as she glided in, her cheeks like apple
blossoms, and her hair falling over her shoulders
like ripples of sunshine.
"Marie cannot come home yet" she said, in
voice that was q robins in Nay time. "But
she will return tomorrow perhaps this evening"
She has sent me with the bread See the two
nice loaves I've brought" and she broke it in
fragments.
Tears coursed DOWN her face a. she saw how
eagerly they clutched them.-She had never
dreamed of poverty like this, never known how
hungry folks may be and live
81 must go now" she said, opening the door
"but | will come again soon and make you COM
Portable, and she hurried to the nearest grocer
and bought basket of provisions, and engaged
The little boys helped her build fire in the
coal stove, and when it blazed merrily, she put
on the kettle, and sosn had refreshing cup of
tea for each invalid. and platter Of smoking po-
tatoes for the children.
"Where is Marie, do you know, my little
angel! Z" asked the sick mother, as she gave back
the cup r,,.-,g,.,,sv
20 yes, knew she answered cheerfully
"Didn't l say she would be home early, to-mor-
n,%%ar ln~
I'll bring her in the morning Good by"
1t was as though fairy had come aud vanish
ed; kind hearted fairy, for, beside the supply
of coal and wood, half eagle lay in the sick
fathers hand. ara .lff ,Ewn5i0
Murmuring to himself all the tender adiec-
tives in the French language the good hair
dresser Immediately FASTENED to the court room.
The judge was friend of his too, and he hoped
to save the child from prison. She had not been
brought in. the court having adjourned for half
| an hour He asked for private interview with
| the judge. As soon as it was granted, he told
him all Marie's distress, and the generous kind.
ness of little Theresa.
| "Poor child good child " said his listener,
wiping his glasses. "She must 60 to prison, I
suppose, but it shall be to q chamber in my owl
house. Go into court, and tell the same story
over, it will be better than lawyers plea"
| He did so, and there was not dry eye in the
audience when he ceased. Even the baker hung
his head, and seemed to muse. Before the breathe
less silence had been broken, he looked up and
said to the Judge II withdraw my complaint |;
let her 90 with me and take all she wants"
The spacious room rang with applause. and
while the enthusiasm was at its height thought.
full cid man went about the crowd with his hat.
Peoples fingers found their pocketbooks ~ If
BY intuition, and, whom he poured the collection
into Marie's apron, she screamed with joy. No