The Arizona sentinel., 1880-07-17
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THE LITTLE SISTER OF
 CHARITY.

And he, like butterfly, wasted his hours. He freQuented clubs sud drove his fas h0rse-
 Was the pet of the belles, and their mann mas, of course; He had nothing to do but to kill time, an' TAis cost him st l.ast twenty thousand gear. Like many possessors of very great wealth He thought more of pleasures that kil
 than of health; The wine cup he quaffed till his wits wen
 astray, And sometimes he would cling to it day
 after day Till nature gave out, and he'd wake g. the
 close Of heightened debauch, sick, unnerved
 and mOsose- A prey to remorse, and disgusted to think Of the follies he wrought while demented
 by drink. Twas after turn of this kind that young Dejected, unnsrved by excess, and quite Lounged in his hotel, to all outward things At var with himself and with all of his
 kind; His young features wore an expression
 forlorn, His clothes were bedaubed, and in some
 places torn, His hair was unkempt, and his eyes were
 blood-shot, And he looked very much like penniless
 sot. Though society's pet, and by every one
 known. Not one spoke to Gil as he sat there alone {; He was left unmolested amid the rude din, Till d small beggar-girl from the street
 yentured in; Her clothing WAS thin and her features
 were piuched, But from the rdde gazers the child never
 flinch'd; She must have been less than dozen
 years old, But long fight with hardship had ren-
 dered her bold. To each lounger the little petitioner went-- Please give me a copper, sir-only d cent! Since morning I've not had d morsel to eat, And Pm tired, so tired, from walking the
 street i' Some gave her penny, some pushed her
 aside; But. firm and undaunted, she every one
 tried, I'll she came to our hero, the wretched
 Gilflory, Held cut her hand and repeated her story, You've nothing to eat since the morning,
 you say" Gill sullenly growled "Little girl, go away! For three days Pve tasted no food; so you
 see, You are far better off, you young beggar.
 than me ]" The girl hung her head and had nothing tn
 say, But she heaved deep sigh and walked
 slowly away; She paused at the door, hesitated, and then Turned quickly, and faced young GIlfory
 again. Poor man" she exclaimed; "I'm so sor-
 " for youn' And her plying eyes filled with heavenly
 dew, And her voice had a pathos so tender and
 sweet, As our savior's when Magdalen knelt at
 His feet, Three rec days ssn, without eating' oh' that is Here, take these five cents, you will make
 me 50 glad, You know you can't live without some
 thing to eat, And can ge: help from some one on the
 street" From his indolent stupor Gilfory awoke, At first ne felt sure that the child meant
 to joke, He locked at her keenly, but naught
 could he trace Save angelic sympathy in her young face, By Heaven! she means it." he cried in
 surprise; "Her young bosom caves; there are tears
 ii her eyes; Both language aud accent speak pity and
 love She offer. me money, and she means 't by This poor little waif is princess tonight. Ard 1 am the subject that bales in her light She has taught me lesson that cannot
 depart While reason remains and there's warmth
 in my heart; She has taught me lesson that Christ
 taught of old The heart which can feel IS the genuine
 gold, And that in His bright home most blessed
 He'll call Not those who gave largely, but those who
 gave 2ll. Come here, thou frail walf of small form
 but big heart, Gilflory's the begc ar-the lady thou art ls And quietly taking his hat from his head, He passed it around to each person, and
 said: Il want five dollars, please. not g single
 cent less, For this angel or light in a calico dress !' They gave without grumbhng; but then don't you see, They gave to a young millionaire on spree, Who passed it in turn to the "angel of light In calico dress" and kept sober that night -Francis s. Smah.