The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1876-11-12

Oh it seemed like heaven to Daisy when she
found herself once more in the open air. But
what che had heard and Witnessed in the hor-
rible place which she had just nitted wrooght
too powerfully on her nerves and now the child
burst into bystericsl sobs. While Daisy wept,
some ody-she hardly knew whether it was
man or woman-fondled her and tried to soothe
her, and at the came time slipped OF her. ring
earrings and bracelets. The tender thief was
in the very nick of time for in less than i've
minutes, to Daisy's un utterable joy, " no shonld
appear but her father, accompanied by police
man and the superintendent of the factory. 20
my daughter! my daughter! how came you
here - cried Mr.. Goodman, starting when he
discovered her. "Have you lost your senses
too7"
sob! no, no, pa" ans wered Daisy, spring &
into his arms. Rover brought me here"
Then after a brief silence, during which her
father kissed the tears off her cheek: And,
pa" che added, ~ have seen Fiywheel Bob
and do you knew I think they have been doing
something to him for be acts SO very strangely.
Poor, poor Bob y
com mseration was carried up the steps. Hap.
PLY, he was tired ont by his crazy capers and
was now quite calm, nor uttered a word as they
laid him on the sidewalk.
"Dssr Bob what is the matter What have
they done to you 7" said Daisy, bending tenderiy
him. Bob did not answer, but his eyes
rolled about and cleaned brighter than her lost
diamonds
"Don't disturb him, darling. He is going to
the hospital, where he will soon he vel! agsin,"
said Mr. Goodman.
"Weh, pa, he sha'n't go back to that horrid
faotery," answered Daisy land, what's more
now that he is ILL.,: he sha'n't 6" anywhere e1'
cept to my house"
dropping his voice a. How could little lazy
like YOU wish 10 have him in your housei'
why, pa, Bob is i'll look at the foam on
his lips: Yes, I'm sure be is ILL., anu wish 10
nurse him"
Well, my child, you cannot have hin;
therefore speak more about it," replied M.
Goodman, who felt not a little annoyed at the
turn things were taking.
"rhen, ga, Pil go to the hospital too, and
nurse him there; upon my word 1 will"
No. you shan't."
but I will. o father!" Here the child
again burst into sobs, while the crowd looked
on in wonder and admiration, aud one man
whispered: What game thing she is /"
Three days have gone by since Daisy's noble
triumph, and low, on a soft, luxurious couch IN
an elegant apartment, lies Fiywheel Bob,
while by the bedside watches his devoted little
nurse. TIE boys reason has just returned, but
he can hardly move OF speak.
30 Z ID! don't die" said Daisy, taking one
of his cold, death. moistoned haRds in hers.
You sha'r'G work eny more. Don't, don't, die u
Tue ply sciau has told her that death is ap-
preaching.
= /" where am IT. irqoired Bob in faint,
5sesrce audible whisper, aud turning bis bo!
low. bewiIdered eyes the child.
&" You are he!e, Bob, in my ho2:e, aud no.
body SHALL put you out Of 1t; and when yea get
well, you snail have O. long, long holiday"
The boy did pot seom TO III derstaud at
room, and he murmured the word PIN"
what do you mean, dear Bob7' asked
Daisy.
"Pln," he repeRted-"ny lost Pin"
Here the door OF the chamber pushed
gently open and Rover thrust his head in. Tho
dog had been thrice ordered out for inning
and moaning, and Daisy was about to order
him away a fourth time, when Bob looked ia
the direction of the door. Qlick the poodle
bounded forward. aud as ho bounded Fly
W heel b sob rose up in. the bed, and cried in a
voice which startled Daisy, it was so loud and
thrilling: 80 Pin! PIT! PIN" In another
mornenS his arms twined round the
creatures neck then he bo~ed down his head
Bob spoke not again-Bob never spoke
| apaia aud when Daisy at length discovered
that he was dead, SIC wept as if h-r heard
would break.
Father think poor Bob would not have
died if you had lot me have him sooner" said
Daisy The evening If tDe funeral.
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