The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1878-03-15

The Visit OF ana Anger
It.is cold enough to freeze the
heart out of q miser and make the
white bear dance for JOY grumbled
Tom Orion as he looked out OF the
window upon the snow numbered
streets. How l wish could stay
at home tonight and take care of
You and the babies, Jenny. And
would only for
He thought of how much poverty
was pinching them, and would not
sadden the hearts of those he loved
by mentioning 1t.
Only for what, Tom /? asked his.
wife from the bed, where, i'll her
self, she was taking care Of their
sick children. lL.
Only that they'll be wanting me-
he replied. You know 1t is Christ
mas eve, and we've got an extra en-
tertainment.<
Yes, Tom, and q sorry day for us,
now that am sick, and the children
wanting medicine and but she
could mot bear to add feathers
weight to his load-'and so much
depends upon you.'
4 know he replied, hastily brush
ing the moisture from his eyes and
striving to conceal his anxiety; but
/ am well and strong, Jenny, and
the winter is nearly over and you'll
all be well again.
But II anything should happen to
you p she questioned, with heavy
sigh.
Don't think there is much dan
GER he said, depressing 9 sob as he
. ~, 81 n "a OEynnlH he
their situation of the rent due, of
the scanty store of provisions, the
little of fuel remaining, the more
than months of hard winter vet be-
fore them, the needs of 4 family that
poor man learns by the most Bit
ter of experience. ~
But there lie, dear Tom. No one is
ever safe living the life you do.
There are so many chances for &C
cident.'
Don't fear, I'll take care of my
self-WonsC T0n any extra rick, and
as I have nothing to do in the latter
part, will be home early .-.--
He stepped to the bedside, drew
the cover more closely about his
wife and children, kissed them, put
the coal in the stove though every
lump was as a golden ducat to q
Shylock in his then situations, attend
ed to everything possible for their
comfort and prepared to lace the
cold and go to his nightly employ
ment. Yet an uncommon spell
seemed to chain him. He fingered,
fidgeted, glanced uneasily at the
clock. .eas-t ..f r-.s,a, s-r--. .-
Isn'tit time you were of, Tom p
questioned his wife. You know it
is quite walk ,...s ...
Yes, Jenny, but somehow 1 don't
feel like leaVing you alone
'Ol I am used to staying alone.
So she was, poor thing! and you
said you would be home early
Yes, yea
An active, sober man was he, and
a skilled performer. He had been
trained to the profession from child
hood-knew no other, and under or
binary circumstances could easily
keep his head above water But
the 'tenting season had closed ex-
ceptionally early, the winter was
hard, money was tight and every
place of amusement suffered in con-
sequence. To these things were
added sickness, and brave hearted
as he was he could not suppress q
SILVER OF anxiety as the future star
ed him In the face.
He passed along the narrow street
through more pretentious ones
passed. the houses of millionaires,
and entered Broadway, that, at least,
was brilliant and gay, as If there
was nothing OF poverty or human
suffering in the world-as If none
in the great city were familiar with
hunger and cold and sickness-as if
there never was to be any awaken
ing from q golden dream of luxury
and pleasure. --t.-
'Ahi thOughtless wealth and fash
ion, he murmnred, bitterly, as he
saw fur-clAd forms and pampered
steeds, and richly mounted harness,
and gilded sleighs, and costly robes
dAsh along, how much you will
have to answer for in the day Of fl
dial reckoning, for neglecting your
poor, toi1ing, brothers and sisters
But no time mad he to linger-the
clock in the window told him that,
and, WithyA sigh that his wife and
little once should not hAYe their
quota of the good things of this
world, he passed on.
Snddenlys confused cry-a wild
tumult-the drawing away of teams
on either side, or ldashing into cross
streets-startled him and he knew
that something unusual was taking
place. Then came the shout of run
Away.l run away + and he felt that
life or property, or both were being
whirled on. to destruction.baR VI
EAre you mad Do you want to
be killedT hurriedly asked many,
as they ran to places of safety, and
he remained standing upon the curb
He. gave no heed TO the warning
BE had braYed death far too often
to shrink from it in any event, and
most certainly when at such q dis.
lance. His eyes were fixed up the
street upon q team of noble bays
that were tearing along, mad with
fright, and ,s1rging the sleigh from
side to side--Were running at theiI
utmost speed, each striving to out.
do the other, strainiug every nerve
were running away driverless
Had that been all he would not have
troubled hi@self, deep as was hi
affection for blooded steeds, for hi
was not At the moment particularly
In sympathy with wealth. 1t was
quite another matter that chained
him.
At the fret outcry he sprung t.
and half climbed q lamp post, and &C
obtained q clearer view-one thai
thrilled his heart to the very core
caused his breath to be more deeply
drawn, and his pulse TO momentari.
ly cease to beat.
In the, sleigh was young and
beantifui woman pale with terror
and clasping two lovely children &c
her breast. Orton thought of his
Jenny and their little ones and re-
solved to save. The impulse was