The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1880-09-24
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thief. The officer testified to the tam
shing condition in which he found the
children, but said not syllable about
what he had done to relieve them.
Poor Lena stood trembling before the
Judge. Thereupon a miner rustled
through the crowd, and stood before the
bench, cycling the jpdge with depEe-
eating look.
declare to the Almighty, Jedge,"
said he, g / never krew the state of Jim
Dawson's children, and if l did"
He dropped a twenty into Lena's
trembling hand.
You jest knowed as much about it
as other folks" exclaimed another miner
excitedly, walking up aid putting
another twenty Into the girls hand,
with an indignant air that flung back
any latert suspicion that he knew any
thing of :he childrer's distress any mo'e
than anybody else.
Here long .Alec, miner-so called
on acc ,uut of his height and size-slid
tlmidly and ba>htuliy up to Lena's side.
Leeny," he said, in halt whisper,
g. hold yer pinat"re," and lie slipped
two twenties into her apron, and then
slid back behind the crowd into q
corner, and, holding his hat to his face,
glanced timidly around TO see that lie
was completely out of sight.
Then came Wahhling Joe. who was
tar more hashtul than even Long Alec
but put OF bold face. and laughed
loud to make believe tia. lie was no.
bashful at all.
Jedge ~ cried WabhIiug Joe,
laughing AMI no,l!ing familiarly at the
court, to di-arm that tductiOnary ot pos
sibie r;gor in the trial of tie case in
hand sc Jedse, let the girl slide. She
ain't done nuttin' but what you or /
would do it we was hungry"
And poor Lena was once more the
recipient of another present.
The court held down his head and
smiled graeely at Wabbling Joe's de-
tense OF the accused, but, immed 'ately
recovering his gravity, said
s. Gentlemen, | appreciate your liber-
ality and generous sympathy for the
yuung offender, and am particularly In.
pressed with The ingenious defense made
by my friend, Wabbling Joe"-here a
loV, ha fa
crowd, as If to put the Judge i'll geod
humnr-l's but," continued his Honor,
g whatever might he the sympathy of
the court for the sad condition OF the
accused, there is a public duty to be
performed. and the case must therefore
proceed"
What is your name, my girl ?''
asked tie court.
They call me Lena Dawson, sir"
was The reply.
Call ynu Lena Dawson And
suppose Lena Dawson is your name, is
it not 90 observed the Judge.
Nc, sir, it amt" returned the girl
"a Ny father died when | was only three
years old, and my mother got married
TO Mr. Dawson some time afterwarti.
My proper name is Madeline Winters,
but they call me Lena. tor short"
Madeline Winters Where were
you born ?'' asked the fudge.
In Kansas City, sir" was the reply.
In Kansas City 20 echoed the court,
in voice of still deeper gravity than
before Z" AMI what was your moth
er's maiden name. do you know ?''
1" Madeline Moses, slr.' responded
Lena.
" Madeline Moses My God My
God ! sac was my sister %
Ard Judge Moses, overcome with
emotion, bowed his head Oh his desk
while a torrent OF tears flowed down
his tace.
Just as the crowd, in obedience to the
dictates OF delicacY, we're emerging
from The police court, TO let uncle AID
niece indulge the sacred joy of mutual
recognition, Jim Dawson appeared al
the door, having just returned from hi.
prospecting tour in Enreka, ard, will
an innate sense OF propriety that did
honor to his acquaintance, who were
| all reioiced so see him, was quietly per
mitted TO join his relatives inside.-iSaa
Francisco Argoatdut.