The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1881-11-24

'"N"'bo '"'O Biioit ioi 'hoy Wust
co their daily bread aud the
mother kept her lonely vigil by the
bedside Of her child, and prayed the
long hours Of the night away. inns
ploring Heaven to spare her little
one.
A few days passed tue child was
convalcscent his mouth became
parcled he cried for fruit, and re-
4. qured dainties which tho poor can
not obtain. The mother, unable TO
crafty the little sufferer, implored
him to be patient until his father
returned. Although so young,
poverty had taught the boy self
control, and ho was silent.
Once again tho sound OF the 6sh-
horn was heard. Tho child's face
frightened, Bill Stokes approached
the bed. Tiuy arms encircled his
neck, and feeble voice askcd for
nm orange The father shook his
head in silent despair, for it had
been au unlucky diy and ho was
without q penny. flo thought Of
the last resources OF tho poor-the
lpawnbroke. II, gave hasty glance
aronnd tho room. Everything Of
value had disappeared. A small,
} feverish hand was thrust into his
Aud n young hero assured him that
no no longer wished for an orange,
because the last ono was sour. 1t
was tho child's first uutrnth. The
angels wept in pity, and conceal the
; sin for the motive was noble,
The mother became desperate.
Pride, self respect, all were forgot
ten. Her sick boy was suffering for
. necessaries. She inplored her hus-
baud to seek assistance from Mary
Ann.
If gift from her would save my
own life | would not accept it," was
the fathers answer, "But / will de-
| grade myself for the sake of the
' child"
, Bill Stokes tru lged many weary
, AL l,f,,o ,ho f,,h;nnn Ia 800; la,,o
was reached. AS he was about to
ring the bell he noticed that the
blinds were drawe. Dotth had Wis
ito tho ln.ls N. Ths sory,rt in
formed him that it woull be i'm
possible for him To see Mrs. Fizl
James, as shs wll quito pros,rated
by the loss of her child.
Misery rendered Bill Stokes des,
perate. He pushed the astounded
menial away. aud entered the great
> drawing room.
{ His sister rasel her tear stained
t face AMI beheld her brother HC
: was pIla as death. Misfortune had
completely broken his spirit. He
J approached her with respect and al
, dressed her as Mrs. Fiz james.
He told her that his chill was re-
: covering from diptherii, but that
the boy was sinking for want of nee
essaries. Aud thon he was silent
Nature triumphed over fashion.
A repentant sister threw her arms
around the poor costermongers
| neck
"Oh, Bill - said Mrs. Fitz James ;
tive been punished for my pride,
. for have been deprived of my
child. Hereafter, | will only value
, money according to it's worth. To-
morrow | bury my little one. Come
to tho funeral, aud by your presence
convince mo that you have forgiven
my unnatural conduct, DO not fret,
for the boy shall have all that he
requires. Tonight will send him
a basket filed with all the delicacies
necessary for an invalid, l am still
ashamed of your occupation, but
now 1t is an honest shame. feel
degraded when / reflect that 1 am
rolling in aillaence, aud yet allow
my only brother to hawk fish from
= door to door. Your future shall be
my care. And yon shall be the
lowner of as fine a fish store as there
is in the city,
The sound of the fish horn no
longer affected Mrs. Fitz James,
The cry of "Mackerel !" failed to
discompose her ard her fashiona-
BILE friends have never discovered
what was the skeleton of Mrs. Fitz
James.
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