The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1878-11-14

girl appeared to be in the least discom-
posed by his presence, he soon recovered
himself, and began to admire the little
fairy figure before him, which sat so
quietly, only occasionally letting a pair
OF great blue eyes rest compassionately
upon him.
The opening services over, the rich,
clear tones of the minister read the text.
The poorye have always with you," and
then followed an eloquent sermon. The
people listened attentively, as their Gus
tom was, for they were proud of their
talented pastor, and the silver plates that
were passed returned heaped with glitter
ing coins and rustling bills. Mrs. Evans
laid her offering upon the plate, as she
always did, but she thought nothing of
that. Her eyes rested upon the little
ragged form crouching at the feet of her
tiny Lille, and the words of the text.
The poor ye have always with YOU"
rang in her ears.
SO it came to pass that when the ele-
CANT carriage of the rich Mrs. Evans
rolled away from the church door
Terry sat within, upon the velvet cush-
ions, to his own infinite amazement.
Little Lille approved of him at once.
and pleaded for him eagerly, and her
words found an echo in her mothers
heart.
Another Thanksgiving day dawned
upon the city. Again the bells rang out
their merry chimes, and the people, with
thankful hearts, visited the churches
and came home to scenes of festivity.
The elegant Mrs. Gray sat in her draw
ing-room, istlessly gazing from the
window, and commenting idly on the
passers-by.
What dear little coupled" she ex-
claimed suddenl y, as two little figures
passed by. Come and look at them,
Augusta. The little girl is Mrs. Evans
Lille, a perfect little fairy, too. But I
do not know the boy Has Mrs. Evans
any friends visiting her?"
Oh, no. replied Miss Augusta.
" That is the little boy whom Mrs. Evans
adopted about a year ago. Was it not
strange for her to adopt child? How
ever, I do not know but that I would
adopt one myself, if I were sure of find
ing such handsome little-Oh! see.
see! :" with o sudden change of tone. as
she leaned forward to get a better view
from the window.
The two children had passed on
short distance, and were Just crossing
the street as a frantic span of horses, at
tached to a heavy carriage, galloped
madly toward them The little Lille
screamed, but Terry seemed to feel all
the strength of his eleven years con-
centrated in his arms, as he snatched
up the tiny white figure beside him,
and rushed toward the curbstone. lust
in time to escape the plunging
hoofs of the Infatuated animals.
A dozen strong arms were stretched
out to relieve the brave little
fellow, whose load was almost too much
for him, but he tottered to the pave
ment and set the little girl on her feet
with manly, protecting air that was
lovely to see.
Mrs. Gray called on Mrs. Evans the
next day to congratulate her on the es-
cape of her little girl from death, and
admired the dark-eyed, manly little fell
low. who gave his name as "Terry
Evans" without thought of the shock
her nerves had received at the sight of
the same little boy year before.
And Mrs. Evans, as she clasped her
little " white Lille" to her heart that
day, thanked God again for the provi-
dence which had led Terry into the
great church on the first of his two
Thanksgiving days.