The Hickman courier., 1877-11-30

She told me the other day" said the
child monrnfullv, g if ] ever came home
and found her gone, to goto the city and
find NV cousin. Yesterday she sent me
off With sally, and when come back
sally ran away from me. an ! couldn't
find Granny"
Are you quite SIRE you eau find
yonr cousin 2'
She looked up in his face, and laid her
thin hand on his sleeve.
s.I never saw my cousin she said,
/ calmly. II Granny has un away from
ne haven't anybody : snow"
why, then, did yea come to the
city said the .urkey-nan, wondering
I where he could leave her
II know the city hea? she said
d. Granny used 10 live tieTe, till a week
ago. It Is 50 dark in taecount-y, when
YOU have to stay Aliens ! Their are the
market-men now bright they are
10 was the night before Thai -sgiving,
ia the city as well - county; the
markets shone, % Trey always 90 the
evening before the greatteast. Never
were garlands more green, never apples
more red, nor gobblers more pmmn
The turkey-man drove up and stolped.
90 Here is as far a. I 90, little one, he
said, as he lifted her out and stood Ter
safely in The bright fight Of the marke.
She was a pretty child, but pale ROW
with blue lips and shaking banda.
Poor little thing" he muttered "I
wish they hadn't named her Mary" sud
/ he entered the market.
The mayket-men beamed on everybody.
They rubbed their hands as customer
after customer vanished with the cold
iorm of some kind Of fowl neatly covered
all bat its feet, in brown paper.
1t was growing late; the turkey-man
had sold out be waited only to get hot
supper before starting for home He had
b5en thinking entirely Of dollars and
cents; but as he walked out Of the mar
Eet, he 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 home
. less child left alone outside the market.
A heavy hand was laid on his arm.
d" stand back a moment T. whispered
voice He looked up and saw q large
policeman watching a child at barrel
OF - apples.
/ II j. his little tellow-trayeler.
That's a sharp youngsJer ." half
laughed the policeman, under his breath.
This sort Of thing is going on here all
the time Nothing is safe"
The little blue hand was already on an
apple. 1t faltered a little, then grasped
IL tightly, then dropped it.
She hid her face in her hands. The
turkey-man stepped up to her and
touched her shoulder gently She had
not seen him; but without looking up
the child knew who it vast was the
only friend she had
d" ] couldn't do it,. Oh, I couldn't :"
/ she .obbed. But I am so hungry .''
I AND zlse fell s.ssais,st eils- s,.srEssl.
The stars " eEe SHINING cold AMI clear
The turkey-mau's wife was lo5king out
and wishing the thermometer could 90
up without the price of turkeys going
down. " It's so cold for John riding from
the city alone 2" she said to herself She
opened the dcor, hoping to hear the wag-
On. but the cold wind sent her hack TO
the blazing fire. She thought Of q year
/ ago, when she did not sit waiting alone.
She imagined she heard the little voice,
though it hsl been hushed nearly
year-how plainly she saw the sweet face,
though it had been covered so long She
wlaad the tears from her eyes as.she
heard the rattling wheels; John must
not see her 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; he
laid /, on the big dining-table Don't
say no - ne cried " let Us do something
for Mary's sake, this Thanksgiving :"
Are you crazy ?' she exclaimed, as
he uncovered the pale face.
' Wait till tell you all" said the
turkey-man.
When he had told bis story be said,
earnestly, How could 90 to church
tomorrow and thank God for his care Of
US, if I, with no little one to care for,
had left this child alone in the great
city ?"
You did right, John, said his wife
you always do"
With these words, the woman-good,
practical soul !-hastened to wash the
child, while the kind turkey-man went
10 take csre of his hsrse.
remember this house." said the
child, as she looked out ofa large blanket
before the bright FIRE. / saw it one day
with Granny Cole; l stopped and looked
through the fence, and threw stones at
the turkeys. l didn't know he was
kind man then. Granny hates rich men
Il wonder where Granny is-Tm sorry
l threw the stones-but they wasn't so
very big" The little head fell lower
aud lower; the pale lids closed the little
hands grew quiet; but the little voice
repeated in sleep didn't know he was
kind mar" sargent F7int, in 81
Nicholas.
The Earth Cure.