Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1873-07-03

for his shirt resembles his natural cry
and Prof. Hartt does not inform US.
Mother Nature.
In Dunleith, Ia., live amarried pai1
named Adams, who, while all-harmo-
nious with each other and possessing
a home replete with the average COM
forts Of domestic life, have long lament
ed the exceptional provision of fate by
which their union is left without the
graces and endearments Of childhood.
Indeed, the welded who are thus deni-
ed that without which else-gilded we'd
lock must yet be poor and needy, can
seldom conceal from commonest obser-
walton their sense of natures partiali-
ty; and a girl named Francis Giles,
who lived as an indulged servant in
the childless household of Dunleith
for a shorttime, some two years ago, did
not fail to notice what it was that made
her kind-hearted master and mistress
lonely and dissatisfied despite their
many blessings. About year later
than the date justindicated, while hus-
band and wife were living temporarily
without menial help, Mrs. Adams was
awakened from sleep one night by a
cry such as she had relinquished the
hope of ever hearing in the house at
that hour, and upon arising from her
couch, and stealing wonderingly in its
direction, found upon the kitchen
window-sill basket containing an in
FAINT in the first week of it's mortal Ca
reer. Under cover of darkness some
one had softly lifted the window from
the outside, deposited the waif within,
and then sped away from the ensuing
wall, like conscience from it's fore-or-
dained accuser. The good woman in
white no sooner discovered the little
stranger in the willow than, with glad
cry of her own, she awoke her husband
to behold the prize. It was child in
natal innocence, and they were child
less. That was enough for them. Not
theirs to care or think what good or
bad might have gone before. Without
quest1on they took the gift of II Tire night
to their hearts and home at once, and
were inestimably the richer for what
others must have been poor indeed to
lay down. Some months passed on,
and Frances, the former servant of the
pair, came to see them from her NOM
inal new home with married sister in
Dubuque. At sight of the child she
exhibited a surprise which was we'll
feigned, until the foster-mother told
her the story of the infants mysterious
coming. Then the poor young crea-
ture burst into an agony of tears, and,
clasping the babe frantically in her
arms, proclaimed that she was the true
parent. She had left Dunleith as the
wife of a fellow whose worthlessness
did not show itself fully until he was
a father, when he heartlessly deserted
wife and child to the cold charities OF
the world. The mother could find re-
fuge for herself with her sister, but
would not impose upon the humble re-
sources of that relative a helpless sec
ond pensioner; so, remembering the
goodness and the need Of her former
employers, she went back to Dunlith
in disguise, and, by grace of the night,
left her little one upon the window-sill.
This, with many tears, she confessed
to Mrs. Adams; nor seemed inclined to
reassert her maternal right of property
beyond asking the privilege Of seeing
her baby occasionally. This was will
ingly granted to her, and she passed
back and forth from Dubuque-says
the Herald of the latter city-several
times, without ign of further desire in
the matter. Finally, however, a few
days ago, she came, as she said, for the
last time, prior to taking a servants
place somewhere in Illinois, and beg
ged leave to remain during the night
and have her child's company. 1t was
observed that she seemed troubled and
nervous and clung to the babe with
passionate energy, but the foster par
ents could not refuse her what only
her great misfortune had given them
power to possess. And in the morn
ing she and the child were gone.-
On the first stroke after midnight a
watchman on the levee had seen boat
put out swiftly from the shore, rowed
by muff1ed Fl gure and answering his
hail with strange, feeble cry. From
such a home as she could never hope to
give it again, from such ministering
care and soothing plenty as she could
never replace to it, from such guar
dianship in the present and security in
the future as her best love and pro-
foundest sacrifice could never compass
for it more, the homeless, penniless-
servant woman had borne away what
she loved most in the world and through
whose suffering her own capacity of
misery must torment her the most
Conscious of what she did, of all the
wrong she was doing-to the benefac-
tors of her child for a time certainly, to
the child itself for eternity perhaps
she yet did thus because it was her
child even by the same blind, mighty,
irresistible instinct with the dying
mother who, in the works of the great