Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1881-04-21

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I l''se ABa Rse bib tjust behind, YOU Roow,
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s,asy, sGE.1h nae bed 70 s
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$of s7i70Ah, wellh Perhaps the baby was asleep.
My heart beatb fast nt the thosght-the
babyl It must be nearly two months old.
t,sgQn M, ono met me, on the stairs to break tho
ssg etblow;i I rushed UP tho stairs, Tho room
apaaaSSs Aaa$ Sa9 open; The room wss
,lssa siga efkfs S - s0''
Eve "Nty head was weak yet, and EVAN around
s6d throbbed horribly. I tried to thinkl
'a8 Perhaps some friend had ftakon my poor
Dolly homo? Ah yes! Il found, indeed,
that her best friend had takon her home.
s'7aq41 Standing, with sickeuiug, anguish creep
72oiw ing Gslowly, oyer mo, and staring into the
aaog iedark, deserted little room, II heard hoavy
,alpoa step. niIt was Mira lRoouey, oue landlady =
hoa a rough cbpt kind hearted woman,
my BY, and bad cess to your %,,..a " "a
"she looked very angry, and her eyes
flashed fire.
as,; s / .,nIy "sly wifsr, d,ansgsa I. e gasp
ls,.''1 natera nonstel!" shc orfed"a loaviDg her
ear 'Without tRs bitossnd the aup,, while ye
a went athongarlo o in'oand teprin' dey.
60 s1.ilsl"ro odi al 033G.0 Got5 faaas7o
10 10 ,snNOh,swhero is ahe2" I,oried. oyeI
VI sssan"Shc' 'srdead,' answered Mrs Rooney,
s'S1 shortly HYe LETT her.to pine and worry,
AaaA not k9oWin' where you were, and thinkin'
o Coa you were kilteptirely which was too good
W4 luck to be true, She niver held her hsad
a't up, but was for al the worruld like bio
a. ken lily, poor dear, On the third day the
s.lag fever set ip,, and sho' d call an call, Oh,
John, dear! Oh, come to me, Joho! till
me heart was cleao broke hearin' her..
a,a, "Oh, my dear Miss May, 1 was weak
-, With the Sickness and just dropped down
''&i'[ senseless on tho aoor when hoard that.
Mrs Rooney, who had aknd heart, was
sN'''t sofs6ed 70 mo When she saw my distress
and when told her my story, but she
e s. could not soften tie bad news caNIy poor
y 1S9l Dolly was idead-Adead' and ur bored
Whether anxiety for me brought on the
r fever, God kuowe My poor girl was gone
and the bady had been taken to some home
or other for care. al .
rs "After awhile, took little comfort in
the thought Of tho baby. / sworo solemn
,.b,y, oath that | would never touch drop Of
liquor again, and have kept that pledge
Ab, never could have taken glass in my
hand without seeing my girls poor dead face
in the poison stuff. Fas
"Nlrs. Rooney could not tell me at first
VS. where the homo was, but l wandered about
421 till L found it. !Whilo waited 10 the hall,
ah heard baby cry. did not remember
tsib' how many babies must be there. thought
"a ,Tit was mines and the little CRY just stabbed
sJ,iGmya heast. There. were tears in my eyes
,a.poi when the stately lady came down and asked
,&oa7 ny busipess,s ! told her my story and she
p1. lto listened gravely.,,
r..s-l,n es there had been child taken from
the house, ! mentioned, but they had it no
n ."Ah Miss May, this seemed like death
,as. blew. ! had made oil my vows for that
7.,4,a. baby, wos going to atone to her for the
Nj ID, misery ! had caused tho poor mother, and
4. II she was gone! -'2a- @rla"
s.';' "Gonci' cried "Gouo where?"
800 "Why,, it is rather an odd story" sho
Nhsg eosd o have ps1ee happeued a. st be'.sr w for
a. tho poor ttlo thing. lthoppenod that o
lady, stopping with her Ersbaud at the hotel
,as opposite, lost her baby sudicnly with croup p.
su1,S She was ver7, delicate indeed, and they
% feared hor braip would give way. Her
husband consulted with the doctor, who
Wos our doctor as we'll, and he told him it
fc3l,p his wife's mind could be interested in any
ati thing, she might DO aaved. Aud then tho
Io lg:,g good physician volunteered to tell her the
story Of this poor litte child, and she did
ad !, waken to an interest u il, and at last asked
S,s,a to soc it, 1t was pretty little thing, and
oA., d tho weeping mother to0ok it right to her
4o7 t heart" ,ry
osas j "But where is III They cannot have 1t
"a + it is my fohd!" ! cried out in agony Y.
~ 49, .-:.I -.
-1aias 3ch'ld's prospootsl" tho matron answered,
vory gravcly. "You know you could
not do as we'll for it. These people
arc rioh. II will DO sheltered from the
poverty that killed its mother" e%'
ooh, that was stab. did not daro
.', cry out that I loved it--that my heart was
hungry for it, That there was dull aching