The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1875-12-23

tinued the Judge. Il do not expect much
good from the Commons, it is getting so !
d-n radical. l beg your lordshlp's /
pardon
The Bishop wiped his mouth with his |
snow white napkin, and smiled o benign |
pardon. How could he do otherwise with |
a man who had SO excellent cook
..But trust when it goes to the upper |
house, there will be some stringent clauses
added to it, which our friends in the Com
mons will endeavor to get through after
ward"
The Bishop promised to attend to it.
And now, as the dessert is laid npon the
table, thing of light enters the room; the
only thing on earth Judge Percival loves;
beautiful boy, about six years of age; his
only Chi Id; the living link between him and
his dead wife.
How the fathers eyes beam with proud
delight as he gazes upon him; how his ears
drink in the music of his young voice.
Happy father! Beautiful child.
| Eu., we must leave them, to follow the
homeless little pauper that Judge Percival
flung down his door steps.
| As soon as the servant had gone in quest
of policeman, the child arose. Strange,
he left no print of his footsteps on the
snow. Strange how swift and noiseless was
his course. Now he has left the square and
turned down q narrow, ill-lighted street.
The vendors of holly and ivy have avoided
this street, suspecting its Inhabitants to be
too poor to buy such things, much as they
might covet q sprig Of green at Christmas;
for you must know that in London, as else
where, poverty and wealth are very near
neighbors, though not exactly on visiting
terms.
The child stopped at o miserable house
the door Of which was open-and nestled
down in the doorway; a cold place enough,
for the snow flakes had already taken up
their lodgings there.
In few moments after man turned into
this street and approached the house with a
weary, nerveless step. For little while
he stood before it hesitating to enter, and
then with deep sigh, passed in.
AS he did so, his foot struck against the
child. who gave low moan.
The man stopped quickly, and raised him
in his arms.
..My God" he exclaimed, II thong ht thai
there were none more wretched than my
t SELF
With quick step, and still holding the
:. child to his breast, he assembled the rickety
n stairs, and entered room in which 1
8 woman sat.
y Quick, Mary he said, '.stir up the
fire; here is a poor child l found lying q
the door | believe he is almost dead. A
: all events, he would he before morning
g Thank God l can give him shelter for thi
night at least y
The woman hurried to obey her hus
d bund; and as the fire blazed up, she locke
pityingly into the face of the child that still
n lay in his arms, while she said:
.sOh, my poor, poor child How cold h
e is have some milk, john shall l war;
lie it?'
n do so Mary" and John commenced t
/ chafe the little limbs. And now they ar
rewarded. for the child opens his eyes an
smiles upon them.
IS "Oh, what beautiful eyes he has," sal
III Mary .Why did you come out, my child
he such q night IS this!''
re But the child's eyes closed again, and h
seemed to fall into deep slumber.
a ..All right" said John, that's what
p wants. Is Stephen asleep!"
Y, sizes; coaxed him to 60 to bed, althoug
= he wanted badly to wait for you"
ne well, Mary, we viii put this poor littl
l. fellow to bed with him
I'd AS John laid the stranger on the bet
r both children smiled in Their sleep.
ID Now husband and wife sit down by ii
~ fire. AS they did SO, shade fell npo
'p Johns face His wife looked at him, q
4 she hesitatingly said
$, Were you at Mr.. Sims john"
I'D .sYes, Mary. He refused to give me an
e, more credit
at And the loan fund, joint"
d. The moment spoke of q further a.
he vance, they threatened TO come down on
for the money we already owe them.
BY MARY" continued John, Il new
as thought it would come to this. new
u thought would have to tell you to lea
to me; but it must be so, You and the Chi
ed dren mus, 60 to your fathers. Hard as
er has been to me, he will not refuse to 81
ed you shelter for q few months, until sprin
IN when work viii get brisk. John Low
to was bricklayer by trade). And, Mary
Mary, here the poor fellow gulped dov
he u big sob-..I-I must 60, for . little viii
'e- to the workhouse."
M "Oh, joint" exclaimed Mary, sobbing
sn his breast, What is this you say Lea
to your Where you 60, go too. The wor
p house7 Oh, John, Il would break 20
tie poor. proud heart. But this is holy mig
NY DUspIuu- Let US kucet uVWh
Did pray TO Him who was laid in manger
,ut this night: pray for strength and succoi
rm And John Lowry and his gentle W
his knelt down and prayed.
gh
Judge Percival starts from his slee
Use Waet horrid dream is this he has ha
His night light burns On the table.
Tor snatches it up. and PUSHES to the cot whel
in his child sleeps Yes, sleeps the sic
irn that knows no waking: for Judge Perez,
the Is gazing ON his dead son, Not long d.
ne gaze, for with . heavy groan he falls
pa the floor. Hrs fall awakens the serva
the who sleeps in the adjoining room. I
the doctors are sent for. What is il. raral
IN sis,-congestion of the brain from
has shock Of finding his child dead! mo m
ter, it is fatal; nor viii Judge Percival
Ice ever able to explain any Of the circu
Ard stances of this tragedy, for the doctors s
had that his mind is affected, and he continue
mutters. while life remains:
er- ..Ah, refused,-refused, admittance to