The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1882-01-24

benefits, Casst d her with distant DOW
or no recognition.
During the terrible revolution f1um-
bers had passed into the silent land who,
had they lived, would have been un-
earth, but so scattered that she knew not
where to find them.
Pride would not listen to her asking
charity, and she suffered on in sickness
Her health growing more feeble daily,
starvation seemed almost al her thresh-
old.
Her child had often besought her TO
permit him to 60 as newshoy, but the
thought OF bis doing so was cruelty
piercing.
Oh, the humiliation! Her beautiful,
gifted, sensitive darling compelled to
traverse the street to earn sustenance.
Reason trumphed over feeling; the
"wolf' was almost entering.
Into the worlds battle, With true, un-
finching heart, rushed the youthful sni-
der, his hanner embIaz oned with "For
Mothers Sake"
"FJr mothers sake" did he answer,
civilly, coarse and british questions, al
low the fangs of hunger to pierce him,
rather than use for himself his earnings,
aud strive to persuade himself he was
not weary when overtaxed nature, in
clarion voice, was proclaimlng her in
jured right
This, to him, had been more than
usually miserable dav. His mother had
become far worse recently, and he had
scarcely closed his eyes in sleep for sew
eral nights.
The exacting physician declared that
were he not paid something for his SER
vices they should he discontinued. The
thought that his mother would be with
out medical aid was maddeuing to the
hoy Oh! how wildly be longed that
the proceeds of to-day's papers might
be sufficient to satisfy the physician and
prevent his neglecting his mother.
The August sun had reached its me-
ridian, the great globe was pouring
down almost streams of fire, and only
two papers bad heen disposed OF. How
white and exhausted he looked. Even
the lips were forsaken by every vestige
of color.
"What're you putting on all those airs
for, you deceitful puppy3 Trying to
make believe you're sick, s'pose--
needy, too. I'll bet you're as we'll as
am, an have got plenty of money
What you done with all you made from
papers 2-been selin' 'eti long time.
You're tryiu' to oeg, amt your Don't
beg me sban't help 10 sport you in
your laziness. I've gus no patience
with low-down newsboys. Hold your
head up, or I'll shake YOU"
The elegant did not shake him--prob.
ably he feared soiing his dainty gloves
hut be took the tip of his ruby-set
walking-cane and raped heavily she
head where, in years agone, had rested
in pride, love and blessing, the hands Of
many of earth's greatest and noblest.-
What cared he, The bankers son, for
Gaming a newsboyp He might have re-
peated the act, and the eyes of police
would, accidentally, have been in anoth-
er direction. A feeling Of suffocation
came over the child; weird shapes and
shadows danced before his eyes, and be
knew no more The gentleman walked
away, twirling. in apparent satisfaction,
his arlifcialv dark and curled NOUS
tache.
'Git up'm here! What We doin'-
playln' possum2 Think somebody'll
come lon an fall in love with that pic.
ter loc kin beauty O yourn, an take you
an feed yu, an raise yu to do nothin' I
How dar WI take up the crossin', and
va nothin' but ragged newshov2 Gi,
up, saw, or shores my names Dave
Brown, I'll take you to the lock-up!
The man was executing his threat
was half carrying. half dragging along
the tortured little being-wben con
seriousness returned. With wild and
passionate eloquence he sued tor re-
lease-told of his feeble, lonely mother
suffering for even the comforts OF life
and his own unfeigned illness. With s
} horrible oath the man released him from
his iron grasp, saying: ''lf he evel
cotch him 'terdu' ter be sick agin (he
, knowed he was jis' tendin') he'd wist
he'd a-never seed Davv Brown.
Did the hoy weep2 His heart va
too near breaking. Mechanically BIZ
2 swollen feet paced the hard, hot street
! keeping time TO the despair march hI
soul was playing.
A handso nelly dressed lady, accom-
3 panied by youth, were nearing him.
: Nnnchalantly the latter, lifting the bow
: tattered cap, and staring boldly, mock
ingly into the fearfully white face, said
: .Umph! you'd maze capital conf
valentine; I've mind to sketch you.
q The lady, flushed With shame and an
{; ger, exclaimed: ''How could YOU act s.
!, contemptuouslv, so cowardly, Harry
1t | shall punish YOU severely for this ~
Turning to the boy, she kindly apolc
u gized for her sons behavior, and del
cately insisted on his taking some chang
d she held in her hand.
! But, mother" returned Young Amel
|, lea, .sit does not matter much; he's onl
.e newsboy!'
!: Tears, the first in many davs, course
st down the pallid face. Save his mother
these were the only kind words address
pr ed the child in oh, long!
a "Hope springs eternal in the huma
r. breast" be forgot his mental and phy
at ical suffering in the hope of allevlatlr
his mothers.
l. Taking the first car (he would ha'
ne walked, but too much time would ha'
all been consumed), he was going to b
n mother.
re "Such nuisances should not be pc
m mitted to disgrace our city cars! Raj
m vour dress, Julia, or he might soil It.
IS hateful, ragged little newshoy" I
in, red lips of two superbly-dressed bell
curled disdanfully. and they drew thel
re selves as far away as possible from t
w. cause of their remarks, lest he shou
en-, contamlnate them.
ia, do you not see you are sotherl
for these ladies', you chap2 Get out th'
with the driver, and here's nickle
it3 you."
d2 The boys eyes, like artificial suns,
hor erallv consumed the insignificant wret