Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1883-10-24

lea'len sky. All day the snoWfiakes nav.
stead.ly fallen. and now, MS the nigh
Iapproaches, not vestigo of the frozrr
earth remains. Beppo walks wearIl,
along, his beloved guitar held closely
under his arm. He sees the lights Int il
happy homes; he sees the children witt!
their faces pressed against the panes
watching with delight the fall OF the flake.
for tomorrow will bn Christmas, and The
snow will aid Kris Krinkle in his visit
and sad smile lights up his dak face
for the snow that brings happiness 10 them
brings him deepest sorrow.
As the little wanderer strolls on HI
thinks of that land of mellow sunshine far
over the sea, and of the happy home ht
had before his parents died; and, IN
contrast to this, be thinks of the home h.
has now, and of the padrope who took him
from his cherished country.
These last thoughts arouse him to 9
sense of business, and, clnking the few
pennies in his pockets, he takes up his
position at the entrance of II theatre which
is ablaz. with light. Then blowing his
breath upon his stiff, cold fingers he plays
II few wild, sweet notes upon his instru
ment-a prelude TO "Home. Sweet home. '
| iio thC ShJit lou pCo'O paos
into the warm building, but none seem t.,
notice the little figure shrinking in the
shadow. None save the grutf. burl,
policeman. who roughly grasps his shoul
der and says; Come, young un, move
along now!'
And Beppo utterly disheartened. moves
on. 1t has been poor day for business
he does not dare to 60 home with tho few
pennies he has earned; and now the stern
mandate of the officer has cut off his last
chance of getting more.
He pauses under a gas lamp, and, by
It's ilickeripg rays, lie counts his pennies
over. just ten-enough for coffee ann
rolls; and he crosses over to a little
restaurant, and is soon induging in BIZ
of extravaganza. Supper over he plans
where he shall sleep. He remembers a
box filled with straw which he has seen in
his wanderings. He wends his way toward
it. and when ten strikes from the tai
church tower near by, Beppo is asleep, his
guitar pressed tender.ly against bis breast
Twelve o'clock. As the last stroke reels
out upon the frosty air, Beppo awakes
from II troubled dream. His sharp ear
catches the sound of voices, and he remains
almost breathless.
"How are you going to work the joh?'
says some one in hoarse whisper.
It's as easy as rolling Oft Il log" replies
his companion. "The girl leaves the
kitchen window unlalched, and we're in
the house as nice as YOU please. Have J you
brought all the toos?'
"All in this bag" rejoins the first and
Beppo wide awake now, hears something
nHie.
II hen ho for old fIowland's silver!'
chuckles The second, and The Two move
off
Beppo hears their footsteps die away
He comprehends it all-there il to be a
robbery--and wonders how he can prevent
it. The name. Rowland. he had heard II
before, and he knows that he may be the
means of saving much.
He arises from his cramped position,
and, stretching himself, reaches for his
guitar Then shivering as the piercing
winds strike through his tntlered clothing.
he glides swiftly down the street-on until
the br ght light Of a police station greets
his vision
| In broken sentences he tells his story to
The seargeant in charge, and the latter al
once sends two officers ouv 10 investigate
The matter,
Beppo knows that he has done his duty
he Can do no more. Unnoticed he steals
out into the dark street. Two or three
b ocks passed, a strange feeling comes
over him. The snow falls SO fast that he
can scarcely see before him. Sick and
dizzy he gropes his way up the steps of IA
private residence, and falls fainting in the
doorway.
The Herata. two days after, contained
among its advertisements the following:
IF the lad who gave the valuable
information that led to the frustaton OF
desigus upon the Fifth avenue house will
send his address 10 A H, Herdtd
Office, he will hear something to his
advantage"
And the following in its local depart
ment:
yesterday morning, while Mr. John
Smith, of Black street, was searching fol
his paper in the doorway, his attention
was drawn 10 n little figure half covered
by the snow. \ guitar was tigt tly clasped
ia his hands. A doctor was Immediately y
summoned, and slimulants We're given
but no avail; the poor little fellow was
quite dead. lie was subsequently identi
fled as Beppo. who with his instrument
was quite well known among people Of
the lower district.-St. NichO'as Magazine
| WM. NJ. EvARTs ADVISES THIEF.--
Speaking of the strange clients who call
upon great lawyers, u correspondent gives
an interview with William NJ. Evarts
who told the correspondent to illustrate
his assertion that there is nothing toe
mean for some persons to expect lawyer
to DO, professional thief asking his
advice as how to steal with the greatest
possible safety. This fellow insisted on a
private interview, refusing to state his
case TO any subordinate. I'm sneak
thief" he said when at length seated in
iront of the slatesman's desk. Il mean
to do some big jobs this winter. Suppose
90 into bank, and, by making depos
tor think am an employe, induce him to
voluntarily hand me his bank book, full OF
money. Mind, don't use force-1 sim
ply take what he hands me. Would that
make me liable to conviction of robbery
in the first degree?' Evarts is never
undignifed. He knicks in metaphor only.
He simply told the thief that he was too
busy 10 take hold of his case. "What law
yer would you advise me to 60 TOP" said
the caller. Try the district altol ney, was
the reply.
III a man will not work, neither shall
he eat" Nor woman either; for the
old creed, that our sex must always be
de, endent on the other. has become a
creed worn out. First, because there are
not enough males to protect us; and
secondly, because MANY of them are quite
inca pabie of doingi it. Generally speaking,
woman at any age out OF teens,
being ell educated prudent and possessed