The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1868-04-03

With Wild cry, she rus
animate form they carried
Il was her father. brought
ken leg.
4 week has passed since this
By tie sale Of the few pieces oI5 -
the wolf had been kept fromN the d.
But now, nothing remained save the COARSE
bed on which the distressed ones slept. No
coal for the little CRATE no tea for the few
erish lips no crust for the famished chill
drenl What should be done
Il was question little Marie asked her
self again, as they lay there watching the
few pale sunbeAns that struggled through
the window. And she asked il ofteDer af-
ter she had risen and dressed herself and
brothers, and smoothed the two beds.
Bread they must have that day. They
were all faint even now, aud the boys clam
oring for their breakfast.
Suddenly bright thought came to the
aSttle daughter. She remembered having
seen. in the coffee house. young girls no
taller than she. waiting upon :he customers.
Perhaps they would try her. Ifshey on-
" would - she murmered softly. 81 am
handy, quick and patient, and would try
so hard to oblige." am pretty, too, she
might truly have added, had there been
spark Of vanity in her heart; for she was
sweet child, with brow like a sunny snow
drift. and eyes like the spring violets that
nestle 10 the woodlands. "I will tr%, at
least, and see what can do: % and, alIer
watching a moment the weary sleep of her
parents, she whispered to the little boys
that she was going out to get some bread
for them, and hurried away.
She did 90 to the bakers but her pitiful
story failed to touch his hard heart, and
there we're tears on her cold cheeks as she
turned away. Even if she secured place.
she could hope for no wages until Saturday,
and there were four weary days between
this aud that Bread would be too late il
she waited TILL then. What should she do
beg She asked herself the question
with a qqiyering LIP. Never before bad
their poverty driven them TO that strait, and
II was hard. even now. with the picture Of
| that Wretched lone fresh 10 her vision, to
plead for charity. But she did it. Again
and again she said to the passer-bY. "PleAse
sir. please, ma'am, give me penny TO buy
bread for my sick parents.'
But the gentlemen had their oyercOats
buttoned up to their chins. and the ladies
were enveloped in furs, and It vas too much
like trouble to fnd their poeket-boOks or
purse. just to supply beggar's wants.
"GO to the soup house, said one, at
last, more churlish than the rest. "The
city provides for such as yeu.'
IF wss a neWsidea to hers and. es fast as
feet could carry her. ahe went. and. enter.
ing in brsathless haste, told her story 10
the attendant matrOn.
az will report the case to the commit
tee" said the woman quietly. making q
memorandum Of the name and numbsr Ol
street. ''COme in tomorrow morning and
I will do what can for you."
Tomorrow she would become too weak
70 walk 50 far by that time. and what
would become of the rest?
With heavy heart, she vent home hay
ing no courage to present herself Is 8 val
ter TO any Of The cofee-hOuses she passed
on her way.
''Did you get some 3" cried the boys
gathering around hsrs and pulling of hsl
cloak 70 see il it were hidden in her cloab
or under her arm.
''Did you get some ? said two faint vol
ces from the bed 10 the corber. and tbs
coysElst vas thrown Of and two Psirs o.
chin white hands PHt forth.
sNO. no" she answered. plaintivsly
shut viii try agsin. Keep up good
hope