National opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1865-1874, 1868-05-08

night nor and she shook her
head, 'why not !-yUn go, certain
ly; you are one OF M0n>ieur's best
pupils. What is it then, my dearr
For n n.oment her lips Quivered; ;
then she spoke up quickly.
You said once, sir, you would
give me an eagle for my curls. viii
Nou do it nog--to-day--this mia
ute 2
The hair dresser was astonished.
What could the child mean 7 TO
cut off those curls, long, silken, and
golden colered, the pale gold Of a
stray sunbeam to sell them was
surely ii crime.
Does she, your mother. does she
know YOU came here" "
No, sir; bat she will not blame
me when | tell her how it was. Oh
no. she is too goodn
And how is it, my deara Max,
friend OF me, and tell me how il
comes you ask me to buy your nair,
and he stroked the glossy curls as
tenderly as a father might.
She hesitatcd, then opened her
heart to him. There was mist in
his eyes when she finished her plain
tive story. He walked the floor as
il irresolute, then stopping before
her, he took out his pocket book
and handed her two half-eagles -
She put them in her purse, and took
off her hood.
Not now, my little angel = he said
huSnily, mot now, | am too busy !;
tomorrow will do as well or, stay,
| will come in this evening. Till
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 flew
over the pavement. She could hard
~ peak when she had reached the
bakers shop
Two loaveS, sir-large ones, too,
she glSped, and threw down one of
the gold pieces.
The man stared at her curiously.
The color rose to her brow but she
said nothing and hurried away with
her warm, fragrant bun lie.
Is that Marie What kept you
so long, daugil;er9 Quick, break
me crumb, am faint
Like an angel the little stranger
looked to them as she glided in, her
cheeks like apple blossoms, and the
hair falling over her shoulders like
| The nipples OF sunshine.
Marie cannot cone home vet,
she said ia Il voice that was like Il
robins III May time, But she will
return tomorrow perhaps this
evening. She has sent me with the
break. See the two nice loaves Eve
brought and she broke it in irag-
nents.
Tears courSed down her face as
she saw how eagerly they clutched
them. She had never dreamed OF
poverty like this i; never knew how
hungry folks may be and live.
i must 20 now she said, open
ing the door but | will come again
soon and make You comfortable,
and She hurried to the nearest gro.
Ger and bought Il basket of proviS
| ions, aud engaged him to send III
some kindlIngS and coal. The littl,
boys helped her build Il fire in til,
coal stove, and when it blazcd mer
! rilN, she put on the kettle, and soon
had refreshing cup OF tea for each
invalid, ami Il platter of smoking
/ potatoes for tie children.
Nv here is Marie, do YOU know,
Iny littlc angel 2 asked the sick
mother, as she gave back the cup.
20 yes, | know she answered
cleeriuIly. Didn't say she would
Oe home early to morrow I Don't
worry. Better days are coming
I'll bring hex in the morning. Good
bye
1t was as though a fairy had ccme
and vanished Il kind hearted fairy
tor beside the supply Of coal and
wood half eagle lay i'll the sich
fathers hand.
Mnrmurlng to himself all the ten
der adrctlvcs in the French Ian
guage, the good hair dresser imnc
diatcly FASTENED to the court room
Ihc Judge was Il friend of his, too
and he hoped To save the child from
prison. She had not been brought
in, the court having adjourned foi
half an hour. He ASKED for pri
vatc interview with the Judge. Al
soon as it was granted he told hin
all Maric's distress and the generou
kindness of little Theresa.
Poor child poor child ! said hi
listener, wi. ing his glasses. Ssh
must go to prison suppose, but /
shall he To II chamber in my owl
house. Go into court and tell tn
same story it will be better than
lawyers plea
lie did so, and there was not
: dry eye in the audience when IN
ceased. Even the baker hung hi
head, and seemed to muse. Beior'
the brcaihless silence had been bro
ken hc looked mp and said to The
Judge: i Withdraw my complaint
/ let her go with me and take all sh'
/, wants.
The spacious room rang win np
+ plul,sc and, while the enthusiasm
+ was at its height, thoughtful olo
, man went about the crows WIN NiS
nat. Peoples fingers found then
nocket books as it by intuition, and
when he poured the collection II
llalic's apron she screamed for JOY
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