New-York tribune., 1882-12-31
An. ETERY-D4Y HISTORY


Three or four years ago poor schoolmaster
| in De ark, finding that life grew more bare
and hopeless with every year. gathered up ms
wife and four children and came to this country
| in the faith, which he shared with all Europe,
that here if anywhere the rainbow rests, and
under it is the pot of gold for all the world.
| Our Dane was good dull soul, with UIofound
faith in the half dozen text books which he had
! Taught for years, and in Jan, his Oldest boy.
| knowledge would bring money in America and
Jan was so clever. If he hoped to sec the boy
a great man, lie was only as foolish as al other
| fathers. His wife was a notable housewife and
could make Il coarse kind Of lace, for which,
doubtless, the Americans would pay well. Sue
ce-s was sure.
Klu1p and his family landed in this city,
and IN a month found that with high prices and
enforced idIeness their little stotc Of money
WAS gone. Nobody in New-YOrk wanted their
lace OF their learning. Krupp had learned The
trade of basket weaving in his youth; he went
back to it, and during tlat winter his wife and
Jan haunted the ferries with their store Of
cheap mats ana baskets, their sad. simple faces
contrasting oddly with the shroWd eager
crowds tLat swept past them. In the spring
Krupp'S eyes began to burn at night. Then he
could not see the willow spliut- clearly before
June came he was IN total darkness. Jan, vino
was the chief hope Of tho family BECAUSE hc lad
already learned some of the language ana the
prompt. quick ways of the Americans, was
kicked 10y horse in Cortludt-st oue day and
huit internally. He was carried home to Iii.
mother. They were in garrett thcE, near the
Uharvcs; it had only one window, but that
looked ont on the rushing water and On the ships
sailing out To the ocean and back 20 Denmark.
Ills mother put the boy in her own bcd (lhc
bed she had brought with her from hom),
bndaeed him as best she could and leaving
hi, father wih him. went out TO sell the few
mat, that were left; for She had not a moutIul
of food to give him. When she was ON the
street she cried; bat she never she'd q tear be-
fore Jan. She was a quiet, patient sogl. After
that the current of life with this family ran as
il does with tens of thousands Of such people in
mi. citv, steadily downward. The mas were
all sold, then the poor little belongings they
had brought from Denmark last of all The bed
on which Jan lay. They left The earrct and
with another family found shelter in cellar
where the green mould was thica on the walls
The .chOolmaster went out sometimes and |
stood at the corner OF the stree, with his hand |
held out; but few pennies dropped into It, |
There are so many blind bcgEars IN New-YOlk! d,
and the popular theory is that they all arc im- |
posters. Nobody could guess the bitterness |
and pride IN the poor old mans soul. What if |
some of his old pupils should pass by aud know
that Heir Krupp was begging! When he
thought Of Jan at home however, that did not |
seem to matchmaking mattercd any more
Jan lay swollen and helpless on bundle of
straw on the cellar floor The baby and the
other child were playing in the gutter outside,
their mother was out al day washing begging
picking cindcrs out of the ash barrels. She
had no pride nor thought except to keep them
alive. Many night after her long days work
.ha wnnld sit holding Jan in her arms I'LL morn.