The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1883-09-05

Der inquiry was about dropping q nickle in.
20 her hand, when his companion asked in q
kindly voice:
"What does the little one WANT"
"Ob. money, of course, they all do" said
the other, "but 1 must say that this one
l. oks ss though she needed it"
Castles many d'ssppointments had been
too much for nor and she was sobbing a.
though her heart would break. Drawing the
little one close to him the gentleman with
the long beard asked
what do you want. my desr2"
81 want my uncle Paul. Mamma lie so
sick, an were DIRE Ne poor, an mamma said
this morning tina! she was Just 'scoursged,
she PRAYED for God to send us uncle Paul,
cause be would help us may be-"
"And you came out to meet him, did your
g. ked the gentleman kindly, a. he bent over
to search the child's face. His :ones had
more than q common interes. in them as he
spoke.
mo sir, didn't ipect God would send
him tight along, though we helped, cause
mamma told me once that we must pray for
What We want most, an then we
must work hard 10 get it. Man,
ma can't do anything but pray, cause she's
sick, an after che went to sleep thought
I'd come out and find uncle Paul, and s'prise
her when she woke"
"Have you ever seen your Uncle Paul7"
"No, sir. He was mammals big brother
when che was wee little girl like me. He
went away then and mamma hasntseen him
since"
"Then how did you expect to find him,
dear" Ae drew both wee blue hands into
bis own warm palms and caressed them
gently as he spoke.
81 asked mamma how he looked so that
I'd know him when l saw him, an she said
he had 9 mustache. not red one, but a
pretty brown one. She said that he'd surely
come back cause he promised grandma tina,
be would when he went away; but grsndms
has been dead q long time, and there's no one
left but just mamma an l."
The strange gentleman bent over and
kissed the child tenderly.
"Don't wait for me, Mr.. Howard" he said
TO his companion. 81 will see you again this
afternoon. 1 must take this little one homo
to her mother now"
His companion bowed and passed on, won
dering what attraction his friend could find
in thin.fsced beggsr child.
IL am going home with you, dear" he said,
turning once more TO her. 81 want to see
your mamma Will you lead the wsy7D
Eyes, sir; but / haven't found Uncle Paul
yet. ., there's q man with q mustaene-
n sy be that's him"
81 don't think 1t is, said her companion,
clssping the small hand tightly, ss ste made
q move TO dart away from him. "Come TO
mamma now, and then I'll find Uncle Paul
for you"
"He's gone Low, an maybe 1 can't ever
find him AGAIN" che said regretfully, watch
ing the corner round which the "mustsche"
he'd just vanished.
She then led the stranger to her home, up
the long fight of stairs, and as they neAred
the top the sound OF weak voice calling
''Ca6sie, Cassie, IN tones of distress resched
their ears.
ats mammal cried Case, flying down
the dimly lighted hall. "She has missed
me-"
"Where have you been, Csssier' asked
fee bic voice from the bed.
81 was looking for Uncle Paul; but
Jennie, my little sister"
The tall man with the dark beard came TO
the bedside and clssped Csssie's mother in
paul o, thank Godl" she cried joyful
".
care you my Uncle Paul?" ssked Clssie
incredulously.
"But where is the mustache7"
al haven't worn one for years."
he then related to the mother how he came
to find Cassie, adding:
Il returned 10 the city only short time
ago. had been TO the old homestead, and
there learned of fathers and mothers
death. 1 also learned that you had married
and was living somewhere in this city, but |
failed to learn the name of your husband, and
fear Ely search for you would have besn
unsuccessful, but for the little voice asking,
"a re you my Uncle PsulF"
That evening in the handsomely furnished
ICONS to which Uncle Paul took his desr
ones, little Cassie climbed into his lap. and,
laying soft cheek sgaiDs. his bearded one,
she taid EOberly:
II think God sent you TO US because l went
out 10 find you and helped a little"
"God helps those who help themselves"
ne said, tnoughtfully, "svd there is a gres.
deal Of truth In The saying, after ALL"
Row to skin, stun, and Mount a Bird in
Five Minutes.
doctor stTadling in HRrper's Young People
The process which l am about to describe
briefly is n rOugh-and-ready one, to preserve
and display 20 advantage the full plumage
OF the bird, and may be practiced by those
who have not the time or the materials or
shall we suggest, the pstience2-neces gsry
Tor the mVre artistic operation.
have found it very useful In tropical
countries TO retain = souvenir of brilliant
hued pets that came 70 an untimely end, in
climate where the bodies went too rapidly
TO decay TO permit of SHINING properly with
view to subsequent setting up Many
birds, alsO,which are considered too common
place Tor regular mounting we'll repay the
small amount of trouble necessary to dis2 Iey
them in this manner. You need not 60 and
shoot or trap them for this purp,se. Let
your subject be some pet OF other bird that
has died s natural death. Again, you will
find that, unfortunately, the dealers IN live
birds have always number Of their poor
little bodies to sell for next to nothing or to
throw sway.
The apparatus required is simple in the
| extreme. a pair of lsdy's sharp. pointed
scissors, 8 little cottonwood, which may be
| just favored with a drop of spirits of cam
| pier, turpentine, carbolic acid or light
sprinkling Of pepper to discourage any pos
sible insects, and few ordinary pins; moth
| ing more. And the whole operation may
be performed, with little practice, on
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