The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1873-10-24

III came UP VIII ftdtNillt~~ TUT diiilo-l
threw him backward the sagacious dog
tore away the root IN minute;
s'It i dry Well" said Darvile.
And little child at the bottom" added
II. Clare. bending over the We'll. "lt j.
very shallow | can get II out ii you keep
a lO, h.-out and hold my horse"
Daryille anxiously watched him disap-
pear: but in moment his arms reap
peared. holding "A little white form, which
they placed on the edge while he scrambled
out again himself; an easy feat fG a strong,
tall. young fellow.
IL was a little child of three years old.
whose extreme beauty neither terror, tears.
nor semi-staryation could hide.
Poor little creature :" and tear fell on
the iar little face, a the young soldier
clasped the child 10 his breast ''Ilow
could anything born of woman hurt y0u:
Your flask. Darville. quick
Captain ~. Clare gave his charge some
brandy. then biscuit soaked in brandy, till
the exhausted frame began To revive. She
smiled up TREMENDOUSLY in the young. hand
some face. and then. with a cry of terror,
chung around his neck.
Hide me. hide me. Oh. mamma
mammal
My child, my darling, they shall not
hurt you, though they have murdered
your inother.
=" She put-me-therc." sobbed the
child. ''till-till she came.n
= She will never come, darling. must
be father. mother. all 10 YOU now; we
must ride on quickly, Daryille. or the
fiends will be down on u.s.
He held the child closer. lifted Coorie-
not even this human treasure could make
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remounted. wrapping both child and dog
IN his cloak within the strong clasp of his
right arm.
Il am ready" he said: and the horses.
refreshed by their rest. started offat good.
steady pace along the track which was the
best route toward Burrat-PeOr. The poor
little child. who must have suffered ter
ors for many hours which perhaps few
could estimate. slept soundly in her pro-
tectOr's arms.
What a beauty she is" said Major Oar
Vile once. Poor little lass. wonder
who she is-yours now. think. IT. Clare.
by Jove; and fear no one lives 10 claim
her.
Poor baby-no. and, look here. Oar
vile. ii no one does own her. I'll not give
her up 10 anybody i'm this world.-
"Stuff. boy" said Daryille: you're not
rich what can you do with the child:
How the fellows would chaff.''
Let them; care nothing. can
laugh who win; | viii deny myself to
save for her.
Edward 81. Clare. ii Is thousand pit
les that your father and mother are dead :"
exclaimed Darville. They would have
been proud of their son. as | am at this
moment of my friend -
"Chut! Darville. see here is a smooth
piece give rein. They shall never take
Us alive
The day was dawning when the ftlgitives
slackened speed, and finally stopped by a
stream 10 let their horses drink and Craze.
and take some refreshments themselves
from Major Daryille's well-provided sad
dle-bagS.
Ten minutes rest he said. bringing
forth provisions. Come. pretty one.
wake up for some breakfast
The little creature was 50 deeply asleep
that her young protector placed her.
cloak. dog and all, on the ground before
she began 10 wake up. with a scared look
in the dark blue eyes, which changed To
a sunny smile a. they went from one face
10 the other. Poor orphan she was too
young TO know her loss. She, however.
quickly settled herself against 1T. Clare.
and ate her sandwiches in a pretty. dainty.
ladylike way which told. a. much a. her
appearance. she was the child OF well-bOrn.
well-bred people.
What j. your name, golden head?''
said ~. Clare. tenderly drawL the silky.
glittering curls through his ~, slender
fingers.
The little bright face looked up into his
as the sweet. silvery voice said. simply:
Mammals Pet"
A childlike answer. but 50 vivid in its
sad picture OF what she had been and what
she was now that il went like physical
blow to the young. brave heart. ST. Clare
covered his face. but he mastered
himself at once.
Il can't help it. Darville. I'm perfect
fool when women and children are con-
cerned. My poor baby, don't you know
any other nameyr
"No-only that-Mamma's Pet
Poor baby, You shall be my little
girl. now. my Pet"
It'll mamma comes said the child.
"Darville. how can | tell her: what shall
| say .-do.'
little girl in England. and cleared his
throat before he answered. grufily:
Don't tell her anything"
Listen. baby" said Edward; "when
mamma hid her pet in the well. what did
She sayg'
''>he said that the wicked Sepoys We're
coming. and she would fetch me again
when il was safe. or else God would send
some good man to me: and you see he did,
because he sent you. didn't he.'
- Child. child. Won are "A lesson indeed
10 me. Yes. he sent me. indeed. and You
Why. am no classic
. Ii means. Gods gift.' Listen again,
sweetheart. Yourmother will neverco
or YOU again-never see You till-till you
zee her in heaven; she j. gone to heaven,
my poor child
/" Never come again-nor papa eitherF'