Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1871-10-11

" Alas said she, bursting into
tears, his looks were lmportunate,
, fear, but this is the first food he has
tasted to-day"
Carlos, meantime, was showing
r her the buns, and entreating her to cal
l,;also
Carlos, said she, +" I am not hun.
CRY; thank the lady for her kindness,
and let us leave. y
> The boy touched his cap, and.
raising his his sweet eyes to Miss L1m,
ley's face, said, in his pretty infantine
L Spanish:
"' AdiOs, Sonora Inglese.'
He bidsyou farewell. sonora but.
Carlos, you should thank. the lady also.
"Carlos did so in his most winning
; manner, then looked wistfully at us,
and pointed to the beads in his sisters
, hands
, !" That is very pretty sett of cary
ed coral, said /, for such [ really took
them to be-"
That you would never have done.
had you examined them elosely"' OBJ
served Miss Perkins.
Possibly not, returned Juliet, 'but
my attention was wholly engrossed by
the SOfToWIul young eXlleS.
"' VIII you buy, senora?" said she,
holding up the beads, a glow of hope
and expectation flushing her pallid
cheeks as [ took them into my hand.
They are not what you take them for
she pursued they are scented amulets
such as they make in converts, in i'm
imitation of carved coral, which is very
dear. These are cheap-fve shillings,
sonora. Imake them myself in hopes to
get money for my poor sick father"
/ Here one of the bazaar keepers in
posed, and told the young Spaniard she
must not offer things for sale in the ba-
zaar, as it..was contrary to the rules of
the place.
But my poor sick father is stran-
ger III your land, and pines for food
cried she Wringing her hands. The
child elung to his sister and sobbed
aloud.
|" Miss Lumley asked if we could not
speak to the young Spaniards in pri
vate, and the female belonging to the
toy-stall very kindly took US into
room where business was occasionally
transacted. [ Immediately purchased
the beads of the poor exile and we al |
so arranged With the proprietress OF the I
stand that she should expose some of i
the same kind for sale, on the terms of
receiving one-fourth of the price, as
her profit for selling them Carlos
pointed to the money Es sister had I
Just received, and, clapping his little .
hands, said to her in his own Ian
guage:
Joy, JOY, Isabella! this will buy
bread, and save papa from perishing.'
Isabella clasped him to her BOSOM and
wept.
I'VE prevailed upon her to relate
the particulars of her distress, and the
place of her fathers abode She was
at fret faluetant to do SO, but after n
moments hesitation, said:
1T is a painful subject to enter
upon, but ours is only too common
case. There are at present in this grand
and wealthy city of yours many of nv
unhappy countrymen, destitute eff the
necessities of life. Ny father, Don
Pedro Castenos, was among those Span
1ards who sought refuge in this city
two years ago. My mother was then
living, and we all accompanied him in
his exile. But this foggy climate did
not agree with my mother; sickness
and sorrow pressed heavily upon us all;*
she fell into languishing disorder
called a consumption, almost as soon
as she ccme to London, and we had the
grief OF losing her few months ago.
Our small stock of money was expend-
ed during her illness, and my beloved
father was attacked with intermittent
fever, which prevented him from doing
toward our support. I endeav-
ored to obtain some needle-work, but
alasl [ was a fr1endless foreigner, and
no one knew or would employ m. NY
father grew worse every day, we sold
our wearing apparel to pay for our
lodgings, and purchase food; but that
poor resource was soon exhausted,
and we were in debt to our landlady
for months lodgino. Yesterday she
told us she would st us no longer.
We had expended II last penny, were
without a fire, s>nd I had not tasted
food for the last two days. But I
thought not of myself all my grief
was on account of my father, and his
dear, motherless babe. In this extrem-
lty L recollected the art of making these
amulet necklaces, which I had learned
N the convent where [ was educated
and our landlady was humane enough
to lend me trifie to purchase the ma
ter1als for making the paste of which
they are composed. She advised me
to offer them for sale at one of the ba-
zaars, and to ask five shillings for the
set and now, sonora, that you have
gladdened my breaking heart by pur-
chasing them of me, permit me to re-
n my cJ1tf L
him that sustenance for the want of
which he perishes. "
eve did not allow the Young emf +
grants to depart alone. Miss Lumley
bought q little basket, which she filled
with Jellies, fruit and cakes, thinking
they would be acceptable to the poor ;
invalid, and we both accompanied Isa-
bella and her brother to miserable
garret In Little ST. Andrews street,
where we found her unfortunate father
stretched on wretched mattress, over
whelmed with grief and famine. He
opened his languid eyes on our ap-
proach, and spoke to his daughter in
their native tongue. She hastened to
hlm, and, kneehng beside him, took
his emaciated hand, which she fondly
kissed she then raised his head upon
her arm, and administered to him
few spoonsfuls of jelly, which little Car
los brought her, and held carefully
while she fed her father. He appeared
somewhat revived when he had par
tai ken OF it. Miss Lumley asked him
a few questions relative to his symp.
toms; His own opinion was that he
was dying, and, raising himself up he
cast a look of touching grief upon his
and said, in low, broken
voice:
& 1t is the thought of leaving these
dear ones desolate and friendless or
phans III strange land, that weighs so
heavily upon my heart, and makes the
bitterness OF death. Isabella burst in
to flood of tears, and little Carlos,
his fathers hand to his bosom
sobbed out,
EEF Do not die. dearest mana. r1rav do