The daily Cairo bulletin., 1879-09-09

von % wanted 70 see his, and would soon.
I Il have been wounded, as you sec,r said
! he. w, " A -,
a "Don't 60 showing me your hurts, "said
l. "They buy 'em so they told me, to 20 a
y begging with now ! read the papers, tell
: We, and I'm principled, and so is our clergy
r man, agin giving anything unless its
through s,me well organized society.
Tramps are my abomination. And as to
n keeping you all night, you can't expect that
;. of decent folks-go."
Druslla came to the door and said:
"Let him stay, auntie," with her lips
again but took no notice. :
Y So he went, and this time he did not
come back, and sat down by the fire and
smelt the baking cakes and apples stewing
| and the tea drawing on the kitchen stove
and ought TO have been comfortable; but
wasn't. Something seemed to be tugging
at my heart all the time.
/ gave the fire poke and lit another
candle to cheer myselfup, and went to my
work basket TO get sock had been knit,
ting for my Charlie, and as l went to get il,
/ saw something lying on the floor. |
| picked it up. Itwas an old tobacco pouch,
ever so much like the one gave Charlie
with the fringe around it, and written on il
in ink, "From G. F. to r. H." and inside
was a bit Of tobacco and an old pipe, and a
letter-a rumpled old letters; and when
spread it out saw on the top, my dear
son."
/ knew the begger must have dropped
it, and my heart gave light thump, as
though il had been turned into hammer.
Perhaps the story was true and he had
mother. l shivered all over, and the fire
and candles, and nice comfortable smells
might as well not have been at all. I was
cold and wretched.
And over and over again had to say to
myself what heard our pastor say often;
"Never give any TO chance beggars, NY
dear friends; always bestow your aims on
worthy persons, through well.organized So
cieties," before | could get bit OF comfort.
And what an old Dbl was to cry, |
thought, when found my cheeks wet
But did not cry long, tor, as | sat there
dash crash and Jingle came 4 sleigh over
the road, and it stopped at our gate, and |
heard my Charles voice crying "Halloa
| MOTHER And out went to the door, and
: had him in my ams-my great, tall, hand
some brown SON. And there he was in his
uniform, with bis pretty shoulder straps,
and as hearty as if he had never been
through any hardshlps. BE had 10 leave
me TO put the horse up and then had by
the fire my own son. And DruSilla, who
J had been up stairs cryng-why, ! wonder!
came down all in f,utter-for they were
like brother and sister-and he kissed her
and she kissed him, and then away she
, went to SET the table, and the nice hot things
smoking on a cloth as white as snow; and
how Charlie enjoyed them. But once in
) the midst Of all felt frightened feeling
, come over me, and knew turned pale;
for Druslla said, What is the matter,
Aunt Fairfax"
said nothing; but twas this: Kind O
like the ghost of a step, going champ,
champ, over the frozen snow; kind O. like
the ghost OF a voice saying: "Letme lie on
the floor before your fire, and give me any
kind of crust;" kind o like some that had
mother down on the wlntry road, and
freezing and starving to death there. This
is what it was, But l put it away, and on
ly thought Of Charlie.
We drew up together by the fire when the
tea was done, and he told us things about
the war had never heard before-how the
| soldiers suffered ana what weary marches
and short ratlons they sometimes had. And
then he told me his life had been in dan
ger: how he had been set upon by the foe
and been badly wounded; and how, at the
risk Of his own life, fellow soldier had
saved him, and carried him away, fighting
his path back TO camp.
Il would never see you but for him"
says Charlie. "And if there's man on
earth love, it's Bob Hadaway--the dear
est, best fellow. We've shared each Others
rations and drank from the same canteen
many and many time; and if had
brother, couldn't think more of him.
why didn't you bring him home TO see
your mother, Charlest' | asked. why,
I'd love him too; and anything could do
for him, for the man VINO saved my BOYS
life, couldn't be enough, Send for him,
Charlie
But Charlie shook his head and covered
his tace with his hands.
Mother" said he, Il don, know wheth-
er Bobs sHanaway is alive or dead to-day.
While was s,iil in the ranks, he was taken
prisoner. And military prisons are poor
places to live in, mother. " give nv right
hand to be able to do him any good but |
can find no trace OF him. And he has a
mother, too, and she is fond Of him. She
lives at Grcenbank-poor Old lady Ny
dear, good, noble Bob the presrver Of my
life."
And ! saw Charlie was nearly crying.
Not to let US see the tears he got up and
went to the manteipiece. l did not look
around until heard cry.
Great heavens What is thlsr
And turned, and Charlie had the tobac-
co-pouch the man had dropped, in his
| hand.
, Where did this come froml | feel as
though l had seen ghost. gave this to
Bob Hadaway the day he saved me. We
soldiers had not much to give, you know,
and he vowed never to part with il while
he lived. How did il come here mother2n