Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1874-10-28

yellow frock upon it's body, was gor-
geous to behold.
Mr.. Potten arose from his seat and
went softly to the bed; and there was a
moisture in his eyes when he returned.
He resumed his seat, and said, chuck
ling: "Lord love her. How happy
she do look -
"She never had a doll afore, you
know, Potten," reioined his wife, a
care-worn but cheerful, nice looking
woman, ''bar them little haf-penny
ones"
ssBut she's bin a-cryin'," remarked
Potten,' with look of inquiry. Il
see two little stains on her little hose. "
eyes," assented Mrs. Potten with a
light laugh. "We had few words
about the doll; she'd had it playin' with
ali the blessed day, and l thought she'd
do better without it abed. But she
would have dear Blackie, as she calls
it; and wouldn't even have it undressed.
So l let her have her own way, and that
stopped her cryin, and made her hap
ply again.
" What's the harm ?" growled Potten.
"Bless her little heart
cit must have cost a lot O. money,
that DOLL" said Mrs. Potten. "what
with the size on it, and the dress, and
the ornaments, and what not. %
"Ah dare say" observed Potten
with indifference.
''You'd never have bin able to buy
one like it, continued Mrs. Potten with
much emphasis.
"Not l." assented Potten with a
short laugh. "Ah it an i'll wind as
blows nobody any good"
"But you never told me where you
got it FROM" remarked Mrs. Potten.
!" You only said it was given to you
"What's the odds" said Potten,
yawning. 'sHere, I'm tired; I'm a.
goin' to bed. Come, make haste"
And Mr.. and Mrs. Potten were soon
asleep, with Dot and the black doll be-
tween them.
Let us change the time and scene. It
shall be the same day, but earlier in the
evening"; and the place shall be COM
Portable house on the Middlesex side of
the river Thames, and on the borders of
Tyburnia. It is early spring, about an
hour after sunset, and a little girl,
some seven years of age, is being put to
bed. She is evidently an invalid. Her
pretty little face is thin and pale; her
! hands are almost transparent; she tot
ters if she attempts to walk alone. A
! lady and a maid-servant are present
in the room, and render the necessary
assistance. The little girl has just had
bath, to judge from plain indications;
and now she is being arrayed in the
most dainty little night dress, and gent
ly laid in the most dainty little cot, with
the most dainty appliances. Other
wise, the room, and indeed the whole
house, presents an unfurnished appear
ance; all the furniture seems to be hud-
died together in of-the-way places,
and there is anotable absence of carpets
on the floors. Wherever you turn, you
see basins or other utensils filed with a
red liquid, as if there had been gener-
al bleeding throughout the house.
Moreover, there is pervading smell as
of SCOT, from which the experienced
girls own room stands a table, on
which are arranged, to please the eye
and smell and taste, wall-fowers, violets,
primroses, dafodils, jonquils, grapes,
and blood oranges. Cheap photographs
and cheap picture books, which may
serve to amuse for the moment, and
may be afterwards destroyed without
conjunction on the score of extrava-
gance, are scattered about in all direc-
tons. When the little girl has been
made quite comfortable, the lady sits
down by the side of the cot, and pre-
pares to coax the invalid to sleep.
cam I we'll now, dear mum ?" asks
the invalid.
"Nearly well, DEAR" replies mamma.
"We are going to the seaside to-mor-
row, and then you will get quite strong
and well again.
"But if I'm not we'll, why can't I go
on having Candace to sleep with me g
asks the invalid.
"Candace has gone away, darling. %
Where to, mum 2"
ct don't know, darling. She was
taken away by the man when he took
the other things
"What will he do to her, mum? Cure
her %
II hope so, DEAR
"Then why can't I have her back
when she's cured, dear mum %
because, though she might not do
you any harm, dear, it's safer, on &C
count of other people, that we should
get rid of her altogether %
"Poor Candace I hope she'll soon
get WE'LL murmured the invalid, sleep
lily. "And I hope" she added, &c that
she'll not make any other little girl as
Ill as I have been"
Ct sincerely hope not" said the
lady, fervently, but in a very low voice,
SO as not to disturb the little invalid,
who was doing off.
Candace, Queen of the Philippians,
was the name which the little invalid
had given to her favorite plaything, a
black doll. It had been included among
a number of articles which "the man D
had carried off to be destroyed, or
"cured." as the little invalid would
have said. The lady knew nothing OF
e. the man, but that he had been au-
thoritatively recommended as regular
practitioner in such matters. She had
paid him we'll, and had strongly advised
/ him tn DESTROY everything Or at any