Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1873-02-22

/ pSgydeh old wUu1an iusssvssinR In no way,
} and "a the wide world there was not
soul to care whether she lived or died, I'M
i'll the humpback found her out. He car.
ried her food and physic and clothes. he
carried her coal and cooling fruit. He
sat with her, reading and talking. Some
times the ungrateful ugly old woman
snapped at him for being so ugly; but
the humpback simply smiled, and went
on being kind to her.
A Young woman without penny, alone
in great city, and maddened by her lone
Illness. had thrown herself, with loud
shriek, into the black gas-lit river, Of
which the humpback, when he saw it as
a man, remembered what he had read
when q boy. There was none to care for
her but humpback. He had dragged her
out and Gained her, and comforted her
and got her work; and at last she had
married an honest husband, and lived to
have q swarm of pretty little faces swarm
ing about her like roses round a bush,
and wife and father and the little roses all
blessed the humpback.
Another lonely girl, whose face had
once been pure little rose, but had been
sadly blighted, he had found wandering
reckless in the same great city; but he
had lured her back to her quiet country
home and once more father and mother,
sister and brother, blessed the Hunchback.
One of the most cruel OF his village tor
mentors grown up like himself, was al
most ruined-would be completely ruined
| If he had to pay Immediately sum of
money he owed to the Hunchback. ASK
him 10 have mercy on you, and give you
| little grace" said the man wife. Its
| of no use," the man answered moodily
II never had any mercy on him, and, OF
| course, he'll take it out Of me now"
| Then I'll 60 and ask him." cried his
wife; and when she had told him of his
old tormentor's troubles, the Hunchback
freely forgave him all. The man pro-
fessed to be very grateful, but afterwards
| he spread report that the Hunchback
had only given up his claim because he
knew that he had been a cheat in pretend
ing to have one.
A fearful plague ragged in the village
| In almost every farmhouse and cottage
there were some persons down with it.
| Almost all not smitten with it had fed in
their selfish terror. There was no one
lett to bury the dead. Scarcely any one
was left to comfort the dying, and to cher
ish and rescue such of the sick as might
be saved, except the Hunehback. Ugly
as he was, he went from house to house
like q sunbeam, the only ray of hope tc
the poor creatures with whom he sat uI
night and day.
But his turn came to be stricken down
His eyes were sealed, his limbs frozen
and then his face was TRANSPORTED, ant
the hump expanded its wings on which
he fed away to rest. The secret was out
I'VE always said he was an angel, ant
that his wings were packed away in thu
hump" exclaimed the sufferers wht
watched his flight.
But when his eyes opened, he saw
again the orange tip butterfly and ,h'
hawthorne bush. He was again little
feeble ugly boy, lying on the warm gTas
beside the Holy Well.
/ Somehow, however, as he walked dow.
through the heather, thinking over b.
strange experiences, he felt that his pill
grimage to the well had not been in vain
GOOD Things.