Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1878-09-16

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"Who is she ?" asked the captain.
"My mother" said the boy.
"I've been hungry myself" said the
captain, thinking of certain Indian
experience. ''It isn't pleasant"
Then he thought of his own boy.
'God knows l ought to be tender to
the little one, for the sake of Nellie's
child" he said softly; then aloud
"Laddie, I'll not send you to prison"
"TEankee, sir" said the urchin.
"And I'll give you breakfast" said
the captain.
The dirty elf executed sort of joyous
yar.dance.
"Do you know why | forgive you?"
said the captain.
The child shook his head.
81 have little boy" said the cap
tain.
"He's very different from you, poor
child He would not steal anything.
He washes himself. My lad, you must
wash yourself as soon as you find water.
But L couldn't think of his being hungry
and for his sake I can't bear to see other
little fellows hungry. It's for his sake
that don't call a constable and tell
him all about it. Remember that, and
try to be like-like my little fellow,
poor laddie, clean and good. Don't
steal +; try to get work. Will you prom
ise ?"
The waif said 'yes, sir" of course.
Then the captain led him into cheap
eating house, and watched him eat until
his little stomach was no longer "holl-
er."
"You little wretch" he thought as he
looked at him. "If could see my boy
and him together, now what contrast. T."
And he fancied his boy round and
white and pink, and fair of hair, like
his poor lost Ellen, and l know he said
that he would pity this poor fellow and
be kind to him.
The meal was over. The captain
paid for it, and then drew the boy be-
tween his knees and lectured him. To
be good was to be happy. Honesty was
the best policy. Cleanliness came next
to godliness. These were the heads of
his discourse.
Then he gave him crown, and bade
him 60, be good and clean.
And the boy was off like flash.
Thousands just such as he in this
great city," sighed the good captain,
and he went along. "Ab, me l'
Then he went in search of Mrs. Ann
Golden and his own fair darling. But
Mrs. Golden was not so easily found as
he had hoped. There was little sho
in the house he had been directed tc
and the keeper said she had bought {
of Ann Golden "but haven seen hr
SINCE" she said, "only there's bit)f
card with her number on it-that is, if
| can find it"
After search she did find it, md
and the captain. thanking her, hurried
away; but another disappointment
awaited him.
Mrs. Golden had not lived in this
second place for years. She had mGed
into Clumber-row, but what number no
one could remember.
At Clumber-row, whittier the captain
drove in cab, woman owned to hav-
ing had her for a lodger.
"She has child with her, too" she
said. "Little Ned, she called him bui
to tell the truth, she drink so that
turned her out. / couldn't abide sucl
doings. She went to Fossil Lane, No
g."
To Fossil Lane the captain went. i
was filthy place, and there was !
drunken woman at No. 8, who was nt
Ann Golden, and who threw piece #
wood at him for asking for that lady
, And now every clew was lost, and ths
captain, nearly beside himself with anx
iety, applied to the authorities for help;
and after many days of great unhappi
, ness he heard of Ann Golden, who live(
in quarter of London so low and dan
gerous that all decent people shunne'
it.
No wonder" the captain thought, 81
, she lived there, that she should hav
3 had his remittances sent to the pos
i Office, and left him to believe that hi
5 child was still in the decent home t
! which she had first taken him.
r Almost Ill with excitement, the poo
s captain drove, with policeman as
0 protector, into the maze of hideous lane
q and courts that led to Ann Golden
= dwelling, and following his conductor
dropped into a filthy cellar where, ami
. the horrible leakage of drain pipes, an
o almost in utter darkness, sat an oil
woman with bottle beside her, VIII
b started up when the captain and hi
! guard entered, and cried sWhat now
I What's the perlice here for? Is the bo
y wanted again ?''
% And, altered as she was with year