Wilmington journal., 1875-01-29

hopping about in the rose bush at the
corner of The house, and an occasional
bakers or milk wagon was the only
no se that broke the stiffness OF tht
Early morning Presently, casting her
eyes down, they met the pale lace OF Il
little ragged clothed child, about nine
wears of nge, who, locking sorrowfuiiy
I'D to her, asked: 'Please ma'a am, VIII
yDu give me piece of brad
There wss something i'll the mann
s,f the little IN nlicanb that Hetracteh
Mabels 8 attention Was it I'M the
tact that she. herself, was at that M
IN mt 40 utterly wretched that the lit
tie trembling voice fell SO sadly upui
her ear?
"Surely. that pleading, bungry fac-
is 30 imposter, thought Mabel, AS sh'
uquired:
Whats your name, iear.
"Mabel Graham, replied the child
ii Il dly.
Haze vnu any parents?
Il have a mother, and she IL sick.
She said she was hunzry and cold,
and for me to see if l could get her
something to eat, or she would die
Oh / don't want my mother to die :?
and the child sobbed aloud.
luero, GueTe, uIy up yOui 1AS,
and I will see what can be done for
you. 81 will go with you to see your
mother" and the child brushed away
| her tears and looked up in astonish-
| ment.
why, we don't live in a nice house
like this. We have only one little
| room.
''That need not alarm you. I will
| go and see what can be done for you.
| [ will 90 and see what ] can do for
your sick mother. You lead me the
way. and I will follow. Stop, are you
| hungry p
| sI am some, L havn't had anything
| to eat since day before yesterday, at
noon; but I did not tell my mother, or
she would cry, and say she didn't
know what would become of ME after
she was gone.
Mabel gave her some food, which
/ the child readily ate, and then pro
ceeded on their errand of mercy. 1t
was mercy indeed, Mabel found upon
! her arrival there. The room was low
and small; it's only articles of furni-
ture an old cook stove, a rough table,
| and one chair. In one corner of the
room on a straw mattrass lay a poor,
/ emaciated woman, in the last stages
of co sumption. Upon seeing Mabel,
she reached out her hand and said
feebly:
"It is sad for one to see such power
! ty and want but above all, to see how
| the broken hearted die"
| "Nut now; it is most over,' and
| Mabel saw that it was with the great
est effort that the sick woman could
| speak, and offered her a drink. She
shook her head and looked anxiousIy
about the room, reached out her hand
and drawing the child to her, clasped
her to her heart Her lips moved,
Lord and Savior were heard.
| Enough to know that she was implOr-
ing Divine protection for her child.
she felt she was SO soon to leave
| alone i'll the world: alone without a
mothers tender love, mothers kind
care. The child sobbed violently and
| hid its face in the bed clothes. A few
moments passed in silence, save the
moans of the sick. and the sighs of the
stricken child. Mabel Richardson S
eyes filled with tears as she locked
upon the solemn scene. The silence
was at length broken by the sick lady,
! who turned to Mabel and inquired her
name.
mabel Richardson" she replied.
, There was strange light lit up the
face of the sufferer, and, raising her
head from the pillow, she gaz-d stead
i;y into Mabel's face, and groaned
aloud, sinking back exhausted, upon
! her bed
Mabel, oh Mabel, have you forgot
ten vour sister Alice, who nine years
ago bade you good-b bye in your little
trunnel bed?' she a. length said, upon
regaining b. r strei 9Th
Mabel could not speak, but pressing
her dying sister to her heart. mingled
were their tears together. 1t WAS n
long sad story that Alice told. How
she loved aud was betrayed. and tn
hide her shame. her father drove her
after, little Mabel came into tne
world. Oh, it was sad try. Her
sufferings and struggles withSoovertN :.
want, and sickness Grod be pitiful!''
Get the Bible. Mabel" said Alice,
''and read to me the 2 ID psalm
Mabel did rs she was directed. and
as she closed the book, Alice rep. ated
"Yea, though l walk hlough the
/! valley of the shadow of death, I will
t ar no evil. for Thou art with III =,
Thy rod snd Thy staff shal! comfur
me, and as the sound died from the
lips, the soul too fed to enter upon a
new life, where the wicked cease
from troubling, and the weary are at
! rest
I'VE Will have no burdens then,
thanks to dyitg; aEd love will stand
by her golden f"unt, and baptize the
redeemed of the Lord who have come
! mp through great tribulation"