Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1871-06-09
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Ben Alden's Travelling Bag.

I b"'SAinS NOihPoui"h q 1"ii, h"nuSN'hS
man of thirty, who sat musingly blow
ing rings Of smoke into the air
Marcy" said the new conner, "if you
want to see at once the sweetest and sadest
sight you ever beheld, 60 into the last
car but one on the train. There's an
emigrant German woman with four chill
dren, and during the afternoon the
youngest, baby has died. The mother
and the other children are inconsolable. !"
Il can uderstand," interrupted the
smoker, "the sadest of such scene, but
where is the sweetness you spoke OFF,
"Im coming to that. The whole party
have been taken in charge by young
lady. Such beauty She dried the
mothers tears and wiped the children's
noses. She's divinity She only needs
few feathers on her shoulder blades to
make full-fedged angel of her. If /
was not married man, d never leave
her till I6 made Mrs Angelica Towns
end of her"
That's a speech shall faithfully re-
report to Mrs, Agnes Townsend" said
the gentleman addressed as Marcy, ris-
ing II shall go back and feast my eyes
on this beautiful Sister of Charity, and :"
he added, taking his travelling satchel
and shawl from the rack, 'as we stop at
the next station, which is due in ten min
utes, may as well take my traps through
with me, and join you on the platform .
Thus saying, Richard Marcy threw
bis shawl over his shoulder, and saun-
tered leisurely through the long train
rushing blindly and calmly to his fate.
For, as he entered the last car but one,
he became witness and an actor IN a
scene that influenced his whole future
! life.
The poor, griefstricken German, Of
whom his companion, Dr. Townsend, had
spoken, with the dead infant in her arms,
sat silently weeping over the little dead
face.
The three sturdy children grouped in
childish sorrow about their little dead
brother, was indeed touching spectacle
But standing beside them was the divin-
ity of DIR. Townsend's admiration, and
she who was most certainly to "share
ends" with the unhappy Richard.
She was a tall, slender girl ofeighteen,
with magnificent eyes and hair AS he
entered the car she was speaking, her
lovely face flushed, and the small rosy
5aouth disclosing beautiful set Of teeth,
turned bewitehingly toward the tall
stranger at the door
"Ladies and gentlemen" said the
sweet voice, this poor woman, friendless,
speaking no English, with four little
children, was expecting to find work in
ST. Louis to support them. If every
thing had gone we'll with her, it would
have been hard but with her little dead
baby and sorrowing heart, she is certain
ly deserving object Of charity and
propose that such as feel willing will con-
tribute their mite towarda little purse for
her immediate wants and the burial of her
poor baby. And" she added, with a
bewitching smile, "If any gentleman will
lend me hat, will go round and take
up collection"
In an instant the gallant Richard
pulled his travelling cap from bis blonde
curls and offered it to the angel of fmercy,
who accepted it with smile, this time
all his own, and commenced gathering
the readily-forthcoming dollars her gen.
erous, graceful appeal brought from the
purses of all in the car.
Richard watched the slender figure in
gray gather the money, and, looking at
the plaid cap in white jeweled fingers,
be bethought him of his donation, and
stepping to the seat the beauty had just
occupied, he laid his satchel and shawl
upon family of its kind, belonging to
the angel in gray, and took from his
pocket ten dollar bill, which he placed
in the little hand that returned him his
cap. Further damage the poor fellow
received, when smile and warmly word
ed thanks for his contribution were delt
from the beautiful mouth.
Dick was in the midst of an elaborate
reply, when the cars stopped. He lin
gered yet another moment, seized his
satchel and shawl with his eyes ON the
face of his cbarmer, and then, even as
the cars were again in motion, he be-
thought himself of the doctor. and bur
riedly left the car and joined his friends
on the platform.
"Well," calculated the worthy, Il be-
gan to believe you'd concluded to go and
bury the dead baby, and make the pro-
tecting beauty Mrs. Angelica Marcy.
Isn't she sumner p
Townsend, returned his friend, don't
use slang in speaking of that noble crea-
tnren He looked after the train Just