Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1878-10-31
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TIBBY AND TOSEY


The CclI Night shows ~ one style Of
Charity.
Theodore Bartlett iU 'lc Chr,tian Rccat,r,
Kitty had been % the charity bali, and
the charity bali is very fashionable; there
was no doubt about that. Kitty had eat
en- late supper returned home, gore to
bed and to sl"'p; there was no MOI, doubt
abuot that. She lrcolcctcd distinctly
! throwing one shoe under the bed and the
other into a corner saying Goodnight
to hrc own figure in the looking-gla,s,
| twisting the figure Of Il butter fly till her
fingers achcd before she discovered that it
wa, the gas-Stoppcr and then laughing
Slcrpilv at all her mistakes, She even re-
membered the first dream of her sleep.
which was something about charity di,-
monds, clickcn-sllad, I1nc"r., and ice
cream watzcs
No: there wa, no doubt that she had
gone through all this; yet there he was,
staring in 1T the window Of the great ball
rOom and the ball was just commencing
Could she have gone to sleep on the win
dow sill in somcmystcriOu' manner? No;
she was outside, and Stmlmg in the air.
with somebody holding on her hand,
80, dear. thought Kitty mOurniuly.
II must have drunk some wine somehow.
How strange il is. ! wonder how | came
here, But what q cold hand holds mine:
it, not papa's, for it make. me shiycr
lie must be holril. | won't look at him.
! So!
There did not seem 10 ne much need Of
the resolve, however for th" person who
beld her hand did not move or seem to
care Nn'ther she say MN or not; ont gHl'
ctIy IooKs" IN Wlth h'r. :" u, tAst' IKE
most girls, hltty curiosity got inr better
oi hcr, ana 81" cautiously glanced ont Of
IN, corners ol ','F eyes
Beside her She saw an old man. His
beard and hair were long and white aud
dropped about hS neck and shoulders, like
falling snow. Upon his head was lightly
placed Il crown, as Of tro.t-wori, SO deli.
cate was lt5 texture, Robes, lm% and
dark, and cold to look at fen m brond
folds from his shoulders and were h"Id to
his waist hya elrdlc Of twnkImg stars.
He was gazing in at the brilliant a>-nmb
| lagc, with a sad, m"ilncholy look upon
his face,
Kitty looked Gt hlS robes;
How very old-lashioned! sh"thougAt;
and aged, very aged"
"lcs, murmwcd the old mans "oid,
very old. -
Kitty started, He read her thoughts,
evidently. She was, sorry nov 'h" had
thought IT, he looked 50 ,ai.
"Wh9 are yon?' asked Kitty tmidly;
"md why have you brought ne herc?'
II am the Cold Might" said the old
man. slowly turning his eyes toward her
His eyes were sharp and piercing, vet full
of kindness. AND have brought YOU
here that YOU might see how great Your
charity is, for heard this wa, charity.
| ball"
"Ycs, said Kitty ncwously.
II am afraid of the poor, " continued
the Cold Night; "1nd love to see chari-
| ty." He looked back into the h9ll.room
Ms he spoke. "Non see all YOUR friends
here"
'Yes, said Kitty, brighlcnin. M, and
gazing inside with something af a proud
look. "rhcve's Flomy Hall right before
the window now. She has those bcouii.
full solitaire diamonds in her ears. Oh
dear, how bright they look. wish / had
them.
But YOU had the handsomc,t dress. e"
said the Cold Night sadly.
"0h, yes,' exclaimed Kitty. onicklv
"It wns If fine richest silk. unj rost scvcr,
nj hurdrcd dollars. Papa wns 50 kind .
And was it bought for charity" asked
the Cold Night.
"Why, nc" answered Kitty, in s,,..
nrisc, t'Cor mo. of course. "
"Rnt thc hail is for chnritvyr
|. Kitfv began ia he bcwijJcred bv so,,nch
catechising; and she was much rclirveI
,vbon hn led hrr away. w
They dcsccnjed 10 The crond rn,rarc,
where he pointed out two little berrSrs n
boy and A ghi who fddlrd and sang, and
asked A penny ofthe rich people descend.
inc from thc Carriages.
7You passed them by TONIGHT"
"Ycs," said Kitty, 'ibut fhey are borril
bepgars." The Cold Nirht was silent
ana Kitty was afraid she might have said
something wrong, so she added; And
common street fiddler"
But the Cold Night said nothing.
They both watched the little duo, To,cy
and Tibby, the Cold Night said, and drew
nearer to hear what they would say. Peo.
pie, rich with money and great in charity,
carefully pass them by for they were
ragged beggars and tiddled and sang. 1t
was cold very cold; and Toscy played
very slowly, while the breath Of libby
quivcring plant disappeared despairingly
in the frosty air. The wheels of the cnr-
riages seemed to creak in sympathy, as
they crushed down in the snow. Yes, ii