Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1872-03-06

sneeze her unoffending head off at her
/ leisure; nor the time he tied her to the
vestry-door by the tail, and she favored
the company assembled at Methodist
matchmaking, with dismal howls in
varied keys.
/ Well, as Arthur told his troubles to
his feline friend, she listened with grave
attention, though a close observer
might have detected an expression of
latent malice in the small green disc of
her eye
81 don't see why great big fellows,
five years old, that dress their own
selves, ought to be sent down town for
y dozen pearl buttons, every time Miss
Scissors comes. Mother never gives
me ehocelate-drop when [ get back,
eiver, and Miss Ellis always does,
and
Here his eye fell on tall, angular
figure, stalking down the lane, envel-
oped in an unusually gaudy Bay State
shawl, and carrying a few necessary
articles, such as parasol, bundle of
patterns, a reticule. an extra shawl,
etc.
"Mother Marden, you don't mean
Miss Cilicia is coming here again2n
g Yes, she is, was the reply from
within, land [ want you-o What
she wanted Arthur did not stop to see,
but darted up the lane, as If grizzly
bears were III hot pursuit.
He finally stopped before large old
fashioned house, with lavender, heath,
and sweet-williams growing within the
white pahngs, and-yes, a fair young
lady just stepped out the door. It was
his Sunday school teacher.
F." Why, Artie, "-and Miss Ellis
/ stepped for kiss what brings my
little boy up here at eight O'Clock in
the morning %
80, I don't. knowl nothing particu-
lar, [ guess said Arthur, indifferent
y. 81 should Mt wonder, eiver, if [
had run away"
i 80 : Bun away !" and the blue eyes grew
j sober tWhy, Artiel But I suppose
you mean you are going right back p
= 80 no, said Artie, disdainfully,
THAT wouldn't be running away at all !
L sha'n't go home till tomorrow, any
q how, and perhaps sha'n't for sixteen
g wears PFC r,e .-.a
: Miss Ellis smiled, but only said, eff
you will come with me- Artie, Til show
you sad little sight, that is very diff
ferent from your nice, pleasant home.
The little boy we are going to see has
never walked in his life; his mother IS
dead, and he lies all alone in his room,
while his father is at work. I have
been to see him very often, and have
, read to him, and taken flowers to him
but am afraid I shall never do that
any more. y,
RI They went into a dark, dirty street,
known as g Rag Alley" and stopped
before a house equally dark and dirty,
but into which ray of light had fallen,
four years before
In small room on low bed lay
little creature, strangely bent and
twisted, but with a face so sweet and
touching in its beauty, that Arthur held
his breath. The great, wonderful blue
eyes had light more of heaven than
earth; the white forehead, where the
blue veins showed plainly, was shaded
by long curls of pale gold-color The
face, with It's look of patient suffering,
frightened as Miss Ellis entered, and
little thin hand was held out to her.
I'm so glad you have come !" he
said, with little sigh. ''What little
boy is that -
cts little Arthur, Teddy" said Miss
4 Ellis he has come to see you, be-
cause he is so sorry you are sick"
. i am glad you are well, little boy"
said Teddy, gravely. els father
there 2"
4 A bundle of rags, with a gray head
above, rose from its kneeling position
at the foot of the bed, and came round
to touch the little face with a tender,
loving touch
CHOW long has he been so, Dennis ?"
asked Miss Ellis.
'sSince yesterday, num-" was the
reply. "The doctor says he can last
only a little while now, the little saint
he is, fathers poor little patient saint !"
Il There were tears in his eyes, but he
knelt down by the bedside, drawing
his rough coat-sleeve across his face
''Little Teddy" asked Miss Ellis,
bending, down, do you suffer much
now?'' 81
'FsNot much, mann I am only tired
now. [ guess [ shall sleep soon.
l. Yes, little Teddy, the sleep is almost
4 here. The little life of pain and de-
formity will soon become zone grand,
sweet song" the song of redemption.
Z" Teddy, could you say little prayer
aIbeE NE
""'I'll say anything after you, cause
know twill be SO good, ma am" and
the little clear voice repeated slowly:
l. u e" Now lay me down to sleep,
pray the Lord my soul to keep.
o I'll should die before wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take"
MI Arthur, gazing through his tears,
saw a wondrous change upon the little
face.
Teddy lifted his hand with listen
| ing look. Don't you hear de boofer
. moosic 2" And after a minute, Ode
boofer moosie, and de pity light,
shinin' for Teddy"
Yes, the ''boofer light had shone
out for little Teddy, and would shine
Hon him for evermo1e.
u After a while a little child walked
into Mrs. Marden's kitchen, and threw
n himself on her neck.
4 - O mamma, [ was going to run away,
and not come back for twenty five
:, years, and L went down to see little
Teddy, and he never walked in his life,
and hadn't any mother, and he is dead,
and 0 mamma, mamma, don't you want
some pearl buttons ?''-Our Young
Folks.
A Mysterious Occurrence.