The Lancaster gazette. [volume] (Lancaster, Ohio) 1863-1886, 1868-11-12

on the threshold; "plenty, and I'll
have some, too. They shall not
starve. Men and women iorsakc
me; God doscn't hear me any long.
err? There is nothing left for me
to do but steal"
Her face paled as she spoke it.
and for a few uomcnts there was
a wild wrcstlc in her heart. Then
she went out quietly, pausing an
instant before each bakers door,
and looking anxiously within. By
and by she found one that seemed
empty.
A whole pile of stcaming loavcs
lay upon the counter.
| She rushed in and seized one,
and, hiding it under her cloak, fled
madly up the street. But the ba.
ker had seen her from the lh
tic sitting room, and was after her
crying Justify, Stop thief, stop
theft A crowd followed her and
tho poor child was soon run down.
"a clear case" said tho police
officer who took her. She must
60 to the court room"
In vain she pleaded with them,
and told her story.
They must do their duty; she
might have begged, she might have
gone TO tho soup house; there was
no excuse for stealing; at any rate.
No excuse, and her mother was
dying for food!
An important trial was just clos.
ing, aud all tho avenues 10 the
court house we're thronged.
"They'll bo through soon," raid
the officer to the baker, "we'Il wait
here u few minutes. No danger
of her getting away while my grip
is on her," and frightened his grip
on the shrinking arm, till the flesh
quivercd with pain.
Take me homo first" said she
sadly; "they will worry about me
so My poor mother will die ifshe
thinks am lost"
They'll soon find out where you
are" said he gruffly. bad news
is like lightning. it travels so fast"
"Oh dear, oh DEAR What will
become of them 2" and she sobbed
aloud. ..s
A little girl about her aye was
} passing by-a rich mans child
you would know it'by the embroI-
dered dress cloak, the rich velvet
} hood, and the costly fur tippet and
: mrff. But there was no false pride
hidden under tho expensive raid.
ment; warm heart was beating
.here, and its sympathics went out
far toward the poor little prisoner
! For moment she paused, as if
irrcsolu,e upon her plan of action;
. then laying her miitepcd hand
gently on the officers, she said
politely:
May Ispeak with hcr?'
"Ob, yes; she is not committed
! yet" a.
! Putting her soft, rosy check close
! to the purple, cold one, she whis.
! pcrcd very earnestly. Marie told
!, her the touching story, and beg
! gcd she would, by the lovc shc
bore her mother, find out her bum.
> Bile home, and comfort the distres.
; sed ones. .
: IL will, will" the stranger re.
! piled, earnestly; "and don't you cry
| any more; father knows the judge,
and he'll get you away to morrow.
Good. .bye-kcep up u good heart"
G and off she ran.
l She knew her mother TO be one
! of tho most charitable of wo-
men, and hastened home to tell her
r story of Marie; but unfortunately
$ she had just gone to ride, and
r would not be back till near dinner
time. .tr... ..t .. ...-
c What can | dor she cried, and
= wrung her hands. They want
] coal and bread. and tea, and 80
4 many things, and | have only ten
! cents in my pocket"
! She sat down on tho marble
b steps and pondered, All at once
d her eyes frightened, and a beauti'
i full color flashed in her face.
;, 81 will do it," the said, rcsoIute'
d Iy; mamma will forgive when she
d knows oil. Without fire, without
n food, nearly naked, quite starved
:, Oh, she will be glad | thought SO
Q far" and she bounded down tho
k street, and rushed around tho cor
ner. ....... .....,l .sL.... ..I..
! Pushing upon tho plate glass
r door of The most fashionable hair
j. dresser in the city, she went quiet
b " up to the attendant and asked to
= see Monsieur B. lie ushered her
a into the inner room, saying ho
would call him. t... .-.I
>. Her heart fluttered whilc shc
t; t; waited, but her resolution did not
: fail. >..
IS "Ahl it's my little Theresa" and
o Monsieur B. took her hand kindly.
IS "Good morning, dear. Come to
l. have your ringlets dressed for the
ball to- night no?' and she shook
o her head, "why not2--yOu 60,
+ certainly; you are one OF Monsiear's
o best pupils. What is it then, my
: dear?" re a. ,.....r.r .......
d For a moment her lips quiyered.
then she spoke up quickly: Inf
70 ,""You said once, sir, you would
It give me an eagle for my curls:-
'f Will you do it now---to,day this
minute?"' .a.t,o'lo,,...... edf
II The hair dresser was astonish-
}, ed. What could the child mcan?-
'i To cut off those curls, long, silken
II and golden colored, the pale gold
of a stray sunbeam: TO sell them
ia ,,,oo