The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1880-11-18

was thought TO be somewhat uncom-
promising rigor in the discharge of his
official duties. It was hard to eay how
the case would go. After the transaction
of some preliminary business, the case
was called. The baker swore TO the steal
ing of the bread, and identified the de.
fendant as the thief. The officer testified
as TO the furnishing condition in which
he found the children, but said not q
syllable about what he hnd doue to re-.
lieve them. Poor Lena stood trembling
before the judge. Thereupon q miner
rustled through the crowd and stood be.
fore the bench, eyeing the judge with
deprecating look. II declare 10 the
Almighty, jedge," said he, 81 never
knowed the state of Jim Dawson's chill
dren, and if / did," he dropped q
twenty into Lena's trembling hand.
"You jest knowed as much about it as
other folks" exclaimed another miner,
excitedly walking up and putting another
twenty into the girls hand with an in.
dgnant al. that flung back any latent
suspicion that he knew anything of the
children's distress any more than any
body else.
Here Long Alec, miner-so called
on account Of his height and size-slid
timidly aud bashfully up to Lena's side.
"Leeny," he said in halfwhisper, "hold
yer pinafore," lie slipped two twenties
into her apron, and then slid back be-
hind the crowd into corner, and hold
ing his hat to his face, glanced timidly
around, to see that he was completely
out of sight.
Then came Wabbling Joe, who was far
more bashful than even Long Alec, but
put on bold face, and laughed and talk
ed loud to make believe that lie was not
bashful at all.
"Jedge," said Wabbling Joe, laughing
and nodding familiarly ut the court to
disarm that functionary Of possible rgor
in the trial of the casc in hand d-"jedge,
let the girl slide. She amt done nothing
but what you or 1 would do if we was
hungry |" And poor Lena was once
more the recipient of another present.
The court held down his head and
smiled gravely at Wabbiing Joe's defense
of the accused but Immediately fecoy-
ering his gravity, said:
Gentlemen, appreciate your liberal
ity and generous sympathy for the young
offender, and am particularly impressed
with the ingenious defence made by my
friend, Wabbling Joe"-herc good
natured laugh escaped the whole crowd,
rs if to put the Judge in good humor--
'but," continued his honor, "wnatever
might be the sympathy of the court for
the sad condition of the accused, there is
public duty to be performed, and the
case must therefore proceed"
What is your name, my little girl
asked the court.
'They call me Lena Dawson, sir" was
the reply.
"Cail you Lena Dawson! And sup
pose Lena Dawson is your name, is it
not ?" observed the judge.
"No, sir. it ain't," returned the girl.
"NIy father died when was only three
years old, and my mother got married to
Mr.. Dawson some time afterward. My
proper name is Madeline Winters, but
they call me Lena, for short"
Madeline Winters! Where were YOU
born ?" asked the Judge.
sin Kansas City," was the reply.
"In Kansas City !" echoed the cour., in
a voice of still deeper gravity than before.
"And what was you mothers maiden
name, do you know ?''
Madeline Moses, sir" responded Le-
Madeline Moses: My God my
God She was my sister!' !''
And Judge Moses, over ,me with
emotion, bowed his head on the desk
while torrent of tears flowed down his
face.
Just rs the crowd, in obedience to the
| dictates of delicacy, we're emerging from
the police court, to let urcle and neice
indulge the sacred joy of mutual recog-
milton, Jim Dawson appenfed at the door
having lust returned from his prospec-
ting tour in Eureka, and, with an innate
sense Of propriety, that did honor to his
acquaintance, who were rejoiced to see
him, was quietly permitted to join his
relatives inside.-,San Francisco .drgon-
dut.