The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1881-10-01
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ISM " and the mother looked anxious
| " down to meet the tender, loving
smile Of her little daughter. ''ii '9u
laita Voyage pretty hard ION her too.
dGaresay,' said the policeman stopping
to ease the little car, oyer; the crossing,
., g There, my friend" he said, turn
ing tog John Dixonj third house to the
left i think you'll be- 1sureto get Iodg-
ing there. WIlknOw the man, he'llldo as
well by you, as any, adt tud .syafea
Z '"r6ank We, kindly, SUR said John
Dixon, gratefully. u It's bit strange
comin' to a new land an not KNOWN
wherelto turn.ll .sryl syHwiE ii rs
Whatever did you come for thenP|'
muttered the policeman to himself; then
aloud, That's all right, I'll may be, see
you again; this is on my beat" and,
with a friendly nod to Janey, he turned
,away.vliJl iuuL IS: noiiUiusaih mc1l
Tired, almost discouraged, Mrs. Dixon
set speedily to work. to clean the two
dusty, gtimy little rooms, they were to
call home for the present, while John
and one OF the boys went out in search
OF the few articles of furniture they
needed, and something to eat, 49,
y Little Janey, holding the baby on her
lap, sat looking on wistfully. sPoor
mother,ll wish could help. "nrpiisi4a4
"a, ., You do help. my Lass. the mother
said heartily; ~ see just how quiet
yol've Kept baby all this time, so / can
clean up a bit.''i ''. '''''
Janey smiled brightly. g'dii11 ,ain's
Whenever he frets i show him nv
lucky sixpence,', an, then, he laughs, -
and Janey dangled the coin before the
baby's eyes. i'h ii'"ii'iH 2''' '' "','
The 8 lucky ,sixpencep is, a
sixpence with hole in lit--was hung
round Janey's. neck by "a strong, but
much-faded blue silk cord, and was the
ehild's one great treasure. 1t was the
only thing she possessed of her very
own, except her little two-wheeled
cart, and she could not very. well hang
that round her neck, or, go to sleep
holding it in her hand. -.
lo"sDear, dear!'' sighed Mrs. Dixon,
stopping her,wor a minute to wipe her
heated face with her. apron, -! it's
many year since Master Fred o' the
Home Farm gied you that lucky six
PENCE Janey 1t was Just before he
left for 'Meriky, III. inind,Q and he'd
stopped to, wish us good-byeg You wur
a little thing, ,playin' round the floor,
not SO old by twoyear as Jimmie there
pointing to the four ear-old youngster
who was making himself perfectly hap
Ply ina cornerof the room with two old
wooden clothestpins he had found. sr.
q wonder what's come o, :, Master
Fred, " Mrs. Dixon went on, scrubbing
away again; 'he couldn't hit it off
veryiweA wibhis uncle at the farm, SO
he come to ''Merikys AM that put it into
yer fathers head, worse luck"
And she sigheda little as She glanced
roundr theIi cherries room, but she
frightened up a,little when she heard
her husbands foot on the stair, and;
when the table and chairs were put in
their places, and the Kettle boiled on
the little charcoal furnace John Dixon
had bought, quite cheerful little party
sat down to supper. a1tg.e 5iiihd a.I 1l
We've got a little money, Lisbeth, -
said John Dixon to his wife that night,
when the children were asleep, land
I've got stout, heart anti stout arm,
an it'll be queer enow If in all this big
town there isnIt tlspommc, job oas wants to
be done as can get" '..i..,-..'..
DuG YOU u llhe IdTIu-WOTk DeSu,
John; you're used to that god n9dW
>. cay, ay, lass, but 'Beggars mustn't
be choosers;' not that we're beggars
yet, my lass" and he gave her sound
ing: kisS.iT 10 cftH@&9ni Htf ~ ."&"~'
? John Dixon was strong and willing,
but day; after day passed, and still he
searched in vain for work. Once in a
while an odd job fell in his way, but no
Steady employment, and faster and
faster his little hoard oflsavings melted
away. Tar, hI,1o3 f,oifurfusq1 teiF''. -'p,
Jay, lass, it's not, far a. shillin' goes
here," he said one day, with sigh,
coming in from the grocer's where he
had been Jto,laylin their slender 'provi-
sion for the coming Sunday, moTI y1iul
q, Mrs. Dixon shook her head, and a
tear or two fell on the jacket, she was
mending. She had grown pale and
thin. and the little faces of the children
had a sharp, hungry look which almost
broke, her heart to see.tnt srr,lal, tC p!
,, That j ni | Fiji little Janney awOke sob
llI's What is it, alasse" and her mother,
reused by the sound, Ibent over her. ~
AZ ! thought Jimmie had brought me
a. coWslip-ball,I !, , sobbed Janey, so
mother, mother, l wish we we've homer
A "cowslip-balli'' Their thoughts
few sback to the little green lane, a
stone'si throw from their humble cot
tage7 doprswhere between green hedge
rows primroses, lurked and yellow, cow
slips nodded their golden heads. Mrs.
Dixon1dfopped her face beside Janey's
and iu cher heart echoed the chifd's
homesiekr cry,uG'iO hi wish,w were
homer -, 81 .a,eioab II tud
Sunday passed, Monday, Tuesday and
still no work. Jimmie was crying over
the last of hisj scanty breakfast being
done and Sam was choking down a sob
over his crust, ld .9af nj 2aimlhle ue s.
Janey, pale and quiet, sat hushing
the baby in her arms, while the poor
mother looked at the little group dry
eyed and despairing. afanm 9lidW" ",r
4, John Dixon threw himself into a
chair with a groan '','] 80, z, -.
ihi" It's mo- Use, Lisbeth," he said,
huskilysu ri can't get work; I'm a
stranger, ye ee,oiWhat good lis these
armsp' and be RI thrust out his brawnyu
fists, "if I cant use emp The young
tins want bread, an there isn't six,
pence in the house. "QHif5 l.iff'a loi