St. Landry democrat., 1879-11-15
Little Red Noses.
[Dctroit Free Press. |

How Chat north wind wlistled and
stung the other day 1t was the first
signal OF Il long, drealy winter, and
even men in. uyercoats turned sharp
corners to get out Of tho biting blast.
Two children, II boy and girl, neither
over years old stood siIivcrjnc in a
doorway on Monroe Avenue, wishing to
90 on their lowIy home, but d,eadiur
the wind. They crept closer and closer
to each other, and their chins quiycred
and thoir noses grew red as they grew
colder. Hundreds Of men and women
passed up and down without care, but
by and by along came a Nhistlniy, iovial
lad OF II, who was swinging his boot
blacks kit by a strap, and picking up
the steps of some clog dance. lie saw
tho shiveriny bits of humanity where
others were blind, and halting before
them with a clig-.iigscr- -rigyer'' OF his
heels, aud a toss Of his box, he called
out:
kin / borry them 'cre cbins O. yours
about al hour?''
"Yes, man." demurcly replied the
girl.
~ kin, ch Pho. no. no. That's a
cold. ~
"Ycs, ma'am.' she answered again,
And that ere cub is your brother,
! 'spose9 Well, when I'm cold I Kit
warm. What do you do-frtcze 90
"fes, ma'am, il you please, she re-
piled.
If | plcase-ha. ha. ha mother
SiveaWay on me. Well, You autumn
leaves, come along with MIC. han't
got no influence on tho weather, but
kin smell hot stove as fur off as the
next sinner in this town. Come right
over to this store
tie led the way across the street and
into an Office where there was a fire.
lie had placed chairs for them when a
man came i'll from q back room and
said
"What do you children want here ~
Want some o this waste holiness.
hluntly replied the sinner. These
ere cubs is nigh lrozc to death, and I
brought 7eln here to thaW OUT
And We won't even look at YOU, nor
cough, nor sneezcH' added the little
girl, as she saw Il frown on the mans
face.
"rIat's richness; there's innocence =
laughed the sinner, and the mans face
cleared and he poked up the fire and
said they could sit nearer.
"S'posc men you chip in and buy
| 'em sumthin to stay their stomachs p
suggested the sinner all of sudden.
"Tell you what, some of the children
in this town don't have square meal
any mOre'n you'il me wear diamouds.
Little gal, arc ye hungry"
les, ma am, il you won bc mad ut
u.s." she replied.
The man stood irresolutc, but sinner
went down into his pockets, ratified
around and said:
Here's ten cents that say they are
hungry".
"Well, III give as much,' replied the
man. 1ou go and buy somethin <
and they can Sit here and cOt it,"
Sinner bought crackers and cheese,
and the children ate until he felt obliged
| to say:
Now you cubs go little bit slow
and save tho rest for supper. Kin ye
"Ycs, ma'am.'
And do you feel as warm It's 'tatar
bugs rolled up in wool ~
Yes, ma'am.'
AN right, then. We're dead to
black his boots besides. You'd better
run alOnS nome now. " nat yc gOlll
to tell yer mother !"
"l'll tell her VIC como awful near ss
ing to heaven, and my little brother
! thanks you, too, and now VOL 90,
and-and thank you, ma'am, ever So
! MANY times, good bye"
! The man looked after thcm through
the window with softer lines in llis
face than had been there for MANY
| months. The boy stood outside on the
walk and watched until they had
turned corner, and then exclaimed:
"P!lew! but | most feel that was
ingaiged to that gal"