The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1880-04-16

The gentitmanly conductor grew more in
tently anxious, and said
"But you have father aboard o.
''No, s:r; my fathers i'm heaven 2 long time
ago. When was a little baby he was On the
army. Mamma used to tell me about him
She called him her poor soldier boy
"And where did your papa and mamna
live 2''
TN Ireland, sir" speaking more gently
as if not quite sure it was best to tell him.
where did you come from. my little dsr-
lingo"
prom the same place, sir"
Not from Irelaud?'
''Yes, sir"
who came with you 20
Nobody, sir, but God He kept me on
the sea when it was awful stormy, and / vas
50 sick thought I would die"
The conductor, In surprise, said
you did not come al the way from Ire
land by yourself p
Yes, sir, God was with me my Gunty
prayed for me, and told God 10 take care Of
me, on the foTecastie Of the ship; and, she
kissed me and said, Precious pet. don't be
afraid, for COD has told me that he Is going
with you all the way; and some people on
the deck took me and made me sleep by
them till got to New York, and then took
me in the railroad station, and a nice old
gentleman with e white beard got my ticket
Here il IS, sir, opening queer, Old-fash-
Toned Irish carpet sack, and pulling out su
old wooden petticoat and putting her MttI8
hand into the pocket book. tied with a piece
Of sOiled linen tape-''here It Is he gave it
to me, and told me not 20 be afraid, because
the people would all be kind to q little stran-
ger orphan girl Aud he said when I wanted
anything to ask the man with the band on
his hat. Are you the mao 2'
Yes what do you want, my little pet 2''
4 want you 20 take care Of me, II you
please"
4 VIII indeed. had little glri about as
large as YOU, but she died.
''She is In heaven, amt snc7 She vii SEQ
my papa and mamma, won't she %
He said Il hope 50, and ne turned away.
By thi, time half & dozen men had gather
ed about the child, no women happening 20
be In the car, else what womau's heart but
would have been brokent The men were all
rough, g0Od-hearted souls, and all seemed TO
bs fdgety to do something for this strange,
beautiful cEild. One turned up tag which
was fastened TO ribbon around her meek,
and ON il was written
"ELha Nc, Of Ireland aged years
IS on heT way to ler aunt, Mrs. Mo, Fort
Kearuey, United States q America. Kind
friend, be kind % this child She wss her
mothers darling, vino died on the llth day
Of December, ISIS. This poor child Is AL
tnsJ Is left OF the family and heT friends are
sending her TO her auut's at Fort heRrney."
One rough locking man asked her IL She
had anything TO eat, 10 which she replied bv
showing him soma little sweet cakes aud
said DO You think these viii be enough
until ] get o. aunty's2" He replied GIVE
me your retiCule, " and opening il commenced
filling il out Of his well stored basket. OH
ers brought in their supplies until there was
more than the child could carry. An old
gentleman, about eighty years OF age, said
Ee would take care OF her as Far IS Kansas
City black man said he had nothing 10
eat 50 be gave her hall dollar.
She became more and more p theme Of inter
est for hundreds of miles, until We seemed
TO have forgotten the space, when the cry
East st. Louis 90 revealed the fact that 70
some Of Us st least the Journey had ended
We parted from this dear Cllild in tenderness
aUd prayers, FOR She was fast asleep, with
her little testament. which she could read.
in her pale hand all regretted that she
could not Journey on with them along the
way of life.