The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1876-01-07
..Who may Sally be 2, asked the

the city!" said he, watching her suspi-
ciously.
"She told me the other day. said
the child, mournfulIy, ''if ever come
home and found her gone, to go to the
city and fiud my cousin. Yesterday
she sent me off with Sally, an when
come back Sally ran away from me, am
l couldn't find Granny"
s'Are you quite sure you can fnd
your cousin %
She looked up in his face, and laid
her thin hand on his sleeve.
Il never saw my cousin," she said.
eamly. eft Granny has run away
from me, haYen't any body know"
SWhy, then, did you come To the
eity?'' said the turkey-man, wondering
where he could leave her.
81 know the city BEST" she said !;
! "Granny used to live there, till a week
ago. 1t is SO dark IN the country, when
you have to stay a lone! There are the
market-men--see llew bright they are!"
It was the night before Thanksgiving,
in the city as well as in the country; the
markets shone as they always do the
evening before the great feast. Never
were garianefs more green, never apples
more red. or gobblers more plump.
The turkey-man drove mp and stop
ped.
eHere il, as Tar as I can go, little one,"
he said, as be lifted her out and stood
her safely in the brightlight of the mar
ket.
Sne was a pretty child, but pale now,
with blue lips and shaking hands.
4 ed al al,
81 wish they hadn't named her Mary ;"
and he entered the market
The narket-men beamed on every
body. They rubbed their hands as Gus
toner after customer vanished with the
cold form of some kind of fowl neatly
covered, all but its feet, in brown paper.
1t was growing late the turkey-man
had sod out; he waited only to get a
hot supper before starting tor home.
lie had been thinking entirely of dollars
and cents; but as Is walked out of the
market lie thought of his home, his
wife waiting alone for him in the great
white house, and bis little Mary safe in
Gods home above-he had forgotten
| the homeless child left alone outside the
market.
A heavy hand was laid on his arm.
"Stand back q moment! 4 whispered a
voice. He looked up, aud saw large
policeman watching child at a barrel
of.red apples.
1t is his little fellow traveller
"THat's a sharp youngster % half
laughed the policeman, under his breath.
This sort OF thing is going on here
all the time. n othing Is safe for a mo-
ment."
The little blue hand was already on
an apple. 1t taltered moment, then
grasped it tightly, then dropped it.
She hid her face i'll her hands. The
turkey-man stepped mp to her and touch
ed her shoulder gently. She had not
seen him but, without looking up, the
child knew who it vast was the on
ly friend she had.
q couldn't do it! Oh, couldn't l''
she sobbed. s'But Pm so hungry ~
and she fell against the barrel.
The stars were shining cold and clear.
| The turkey-man's wife was looking out,
and wishing the thermometer. could go
up, without the price Of turkeys going
down. at is so cold for John riding
| from the city alonel'. she said to her.
self. She opened the door, hoping to
hear the wagon; but the cold wind
sent her back to the blazing fire. She
thought of q year ago when she did not
sit waiting alone. She imagined she
hear.l the little voice, though it had
been hrslied nearly ia year-how PLAIN
~ she saw the sweet face though it had
been covered SO long She wiped the
tears from her eyes as she heard the rat
tIing wheels; John must not see hel
sad. She opened the door, holding the
lamp high above her head.
The turkey-man came in, with some
| thing wrapped in the buffalo robe; be
laid il on the big dining table. ''Don''
saw no!'' ils cried; "let US do some
thing for Mary's sake, this Thanksgi,v.:
ingp'
ssAre you crazy?" she exclaimed, al
he uncovered the pale face.
s.Wait till tell you all, . said The
When he had told his story, he said
earnestly 'sHow could go to churci
to-morTowsand thanlSGod for MS carC
of us, if I, with no little one to care for
had left this child alone in the grea
citysp
ssYou did right, John,' said his wife
, s'you always do.
With these words, the woman good
practical soul -laastenefl to wash th
little girls face aud hands. Then sll
, warmed and comforted her, while th
kind turkey-man went to take care
his horses.
81 remember this house, said III
child, as she looked out Of alarge blank
ct before the bright fire. 81 saw it Oh
day with Granny Cole; | stopped aI
looked through the fence aud threN
: stones at tile turkeys. I didn't kpol
II hewa a kind inan then. sGa'auAy lfate
!, rich naen--I woss6er where Estanny &
Pm sorry threw the stones br
!. they wasn't big.', The-little head Nfe
+ lower aud lower; the pale lids closed
i the little hands grew quiet; but the Al
! - II.