The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1874-09-11
He's gone, Ger:

burial, and little Nell's uncomfortable
grief.
Between the orphan asylum and Mrs.
Browns Nell had her choice. In the
first she would be separated from her
loved Fido. Mrs. Brown had offered
to keep both. But "you will have to
earn your bread, "4she had said to the
orphan child.
Gladly the little one accepted the
offered home.
"We will not be separated, Fido.
And we won't care much if we do have
to work hard. Will we, dear old fell
low ?' Nell said to her constant COM
panion.
His great honest eyes looked into
hers, and answered just as she wished.
But neither knew how hard the bread
would be won, nor how meagerly dealt
out.
| For few days Mrs. Brown was not
very hard on Nell or Fido. She in
tended to do as we'll as she could by
them. But the world had not dealt
very kindly with her, and the constant
battle with it had hardened her nat
ure.
There were little Browns of all ages
and sizes, and Nell was a handy little
nurse.
From early dawn until almost mid
night there was work for Nell to do.
Constantly she heard her mistress call
ing:
:'Rock the baby, Nell. Walk Billy
about bit. Sing Polly to sleep! Run
to the pump! Step over to the shop
Did you wash out the hall? Don't for
get your kindling for morning. Get the
water in the dodgers rooms.
Never moments rest for Nell.
The little bag had escaped Mrs.
Browns notice for several weeks. But
one day, when fastening dress on Nell
she caught sight of it. She attempted
to open it when low, threatening grow
arrested her. Fido was on the watch.
F'Let me see what is in it?" the
woman asked.
emo; please don't make me. Paps
said must not, ;" Nell answered.
OF course Mrs. Browns curiosity was
excited. She determined to possess her
self of Nell's secret. But Fido was eve1
near. Sleeping OF waking, he never lef
his little mistress. Finding herself foileG
in every attempt, Mrs. Brown deter
mined to make both suffer for it.
Nell's work grew heavier, and Fido'.
rations lighter, the first accompanied
with angry words and threats, the lat
ter often blows; but Fido never re
sented any in-usage of himself. Mrs
Brown knew well enough, though, tina
; she must not attempt the same Great
ment with his mistress, or it woulG
meet with a different reception.
. Little Nell was growing paler ant
thinner. After day of unusual toi
and harshness, the poor child threw he
arms round Fido's neck, and moaned ::
: Chow can we stand it, Fido? Yo1
l are always hungry, and I all the time s.
tired And it grows worse, don't it
. Dear old fellow Let us run away
{ Fido," she whispered. close to his ear
J Sc Look at me, right in my eyes, and tel
me if we must go. It can't be worse
= Fldo, and maybe we may find bette
home. Oh, if we could only die, AM
!. go to papa ! Come shall we go? ?"
Fido did her bidding. Nell looke'
: earnestly into his great, truthful eyes
and SAID
% "That's right; / knew you would tel
me. Come, then let us go now. It
showing, and they cannot find us. But
. oh, Fido, where shall we run to-? Yo
/. will take care of me, dear, darling oil
fellow, and IL ask GOD to take care c
a both of u.s. She dropped on her knee
for Jew moments, and remained wit
her head bowed, her faithful companio
4 close beside her.
~ Now come," she whispered, as sh
- arose and wrapped her shawl about bel
:, and tied little hood over the golde
= head, which would remain beaut;fr
and bright, Notwithstanding all neg
u lect.
h They stole down the stairs, watchfr
/ and noiseless, and went forth into til
,e cold, dark night.
In Luxurious apartment, surrounc
n ed by everything to render life happy
l. it would seem, was man, apparent
D notovor thirty-fve years of age. Up an
d down the floor he paced, his steps sinl
" ing withoutsoun into the velvetcarpe
% At length he stopped, sank into an arm
chair before an escritoire, unlocked
N tiny drawer, and drew forth miniatu1
le case. Holding it moment unopened
le he murmured:
"How memories crowd around N