Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1874-03-12
Childreu's department.
THE BROKEN EGGS.


Little Nanny May was coming home one
evening just as it began to grow dark, with 6
basket of eggs in one hand, and two or three
parcels held awkwardly on her other arm
Now it is very annoying business, this car
rying Of two or three more parcels than you
have room for, especially if there is anything
within which needs care and very hard
work Nanny found it.
In the first place, the sugar would slip
away from her and would be just ready to
fall and when she had secured that, she
would almost drop the babys new bonnet, OF
which she had been charged to be so careful
Then the little parcel of matches would 90
sliding down and have to he picked up, and
in the process Nanny would lose something
else. The load was quite too much for the
little girl but Nanny's aunt, with whom she
lived, was not q very considerate woman, and
she did not think when she gave her niece all
those crrands, how little child of seven was
to carry home so many things.
Nanny had had weary time, but her home
was in sight now. She had only to 60 to the
corner, and cross the street, and then she
would he at the gate.
Suddenly her foot slipped and down she
went. The eggs rolled out on the sidewalk,
and of the whole two dozen not a single one
escaped unsmashed. There they lay, a most
unsightly mess on Mr.. Isaac's grand new
stone sidewalk, which had just that evening
been washed and swept. Nannys thoughts,
as she went down, had been for the baby's
bonnet, and that was safe; but the parcel of
sugar had been broken, and the contents lay
scattered among the eggs. Nanny gave a
little low cry of dismay and grief: There
she stood stupefed with misery and looking
at the ruin, too frightened even to sob.
Nanny had reason to be frightened. Her
aunt was us good to her as she was to her own
children; that is to say, she gave her food to
eat and clothes to wear, and took care Of her
if she were sick. But she was woman of
violent temper, overburdened with work,
and always in hurry. She slapped the
children whenever they got in her way and
for any fault or mistake, no matter whether
it were deliberate wrong-doing, accident, or
error, she would beat them most savagely.
Nanny might we'll be frightened. She was
a delicate nervous child, and the hard treat
ment which only troubled her cousins for a
time, caused her hours Of agony Of mind and
body.
She dared not go home. She did not know
what to do. She only stood and looked at
her broken eggs, in sort of trance of grief
and terror.
She was reused by kind voice saying,
"Wel, so you've broken your eggs! That's
pity! Will your mother scold?' Nanny
L. IL ,,n o,1 cou NTr Tcoo ctor1ipr bofo
her. Mr.. Isaacs was banker, very veal
thy man, and the owner Of the fine house near
which Nanny had fallen. Nanny had often
heard her aunt speak of Mr.. Isaacs, little,
thin, dark gentleman of the Hebrew race and
faith
"Will your mother scold your" said Mr..
Isaacs.
"It isn't my mother, sir" said Nanny, pale
as ashes "Its my aunt"
"And what'll she do?" said Mr.. Isaacs.
"Pound me" said Nanny in scared whis-
per, with big stick"
GLOW many eggs we're there?"
"Sixty cents worth" said Nanny, hopeless
y, "two dozen, and two pounds Of coffee
sugar"
6Oh we'll, we'll make it right. Take up
your basket and see here;'' and Mr.. Isaacs
tore leaf from his pocket book. "Mr Jones
please give this little girl two dozen eggs and
two pounds of sugar, and charge to my ac-
count. Please let your boy carry them for
her."
"There, that'll make it all right" said he,
smiling, eff you take it to the grocery over
there"
For moment, Nanny could hardly believe
what she saw. Then she looked up, her eyes
frightening through swimming tears.
"Sir," said she with a quivering lip, "lll
always put you into my prayers"
And for years Nanny never said over her
evening prayers without mentioning Mr..
Isaacs' name I do not believe that either
the Jewish gentleman nor the Christian child
was the worse for that small return of what
seemed to Nanny very great act of kind
ncss-ChHGs World
WATCHING.
A general after gaining great victory was
encamping with his army for the night. He
ordered sentinels to be stationed all around
the camp as usual One of the sentinels, as
he went to his station, grumbled to himself,
and said, "Why could not the general let us
have a queit nj ght's rest for once, after beat
ing the enemy? I'm sure there is nothing to
be afraid of.
Tho man tban wont to his station and stood