Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1884-12-25
No. 81. e

well, l never 1t IS her indeed l
would not be seen doing that on this
street." answered the girl with &
proud, scornfui curl of her lip.
But Sadie kept right on with her
protege, unconscious of the disparag-
ing comments Of her friends, and indif.
ferent to the vulgar gaze of the gay
crowd Of passersby.
At a corner they encountered po-
licemsn.
"Lost boy, Ell? Shall take charge
of him, Miss said the policeman,
reaching out his big hand toward the
boy.
"Oh, no, sir" answered Sadie, shrink.
ing away, with the frightened little
fellow clinging to her hand. "He's net
lost, I'm going to take him to my home
and give him some candy
"Why, bless my soul!" responded
tho policeman, as he looked closely at
the boy. That's Charley D--s
boy. An honestsr or harder-worklng
man is not to be found in all Philadel-
phia; but he's been sick long time.
and am afraid be hast much to BE-
joyful over this year."
This ended the colloquy, and Sadie
and her charge hurried on. Up tho
great stone steps and into the wide
hall, shouting 1--WE got him I've got
him, Sarah !"
But before the astonished housemaid
could reply, Sadie was in the sitting
room dragging the bewildcred boy with
her, whom she electrified her parents
with:
"I've got him, mamma and papa !
I've got him.
Got who? What is it?'' they Choir
ussd in surprise.
"Why, don't you see this little boy2
I found him On Eighth street. He
asked ue for candy, so I thought I'd
bring him home. Policeman knows
him, says his fathers good man, but
is sick and is awful poor, and"
"Stopl Stop!' interrupted Mr. Ben
son, with a smile. "Lets's get at the
right end Of the story
When Sadie had quite recovered her
natural self. she related the story over
again. Sarah WAS mmoned and pres.
emily, with Aer hat and shawl, disap-
peared through the door.
Aunt matilda started into the room
but paused abruptly on the treshole as
she discovered frankie and the little
stranger at play.
"Wsll. Jane Benson" she exclaimed
deprecatiusly IF you are going to al
ow your husband and your daughter
your elegant hcme to make refuge for
street sanins, you re going to intro
duce aolne dreadful disease. Now,ma
ny woril'
Matilda" answered MIR. Benson,
paying 10 heed to her om;nous proph-
rsy, "caa you recall to mind an incl
dent which occurred in your childhood
lays' How, when for weeks you antic-
ip"ted the greatest of pleasures, the SUI
perintsndtnt Of the school by an over
sigh, left your name from the roll, and
failed to share with the restr'
II can, most distinctly"
"Do you also remember, Matilda,
how the tears flowed, and how full
lmneasurably full-your heart was of
grief at the disappointment %
That | do Z; but whsrs's tho COM
pariscn in this case ?" and she tapped
The carpet inlpatiently with her foot.
Just here answered Mr.. Benson;
this little fellow, like you. is all ex-
pectation. Suppose We were to heart
essly turn him, without some recogni-
lion into she street. Can you appre-
,iate his feelings?'
Matilda did not reply, but nervous
y paced up and down the room. A
'ay of sunshine was about to pierce
hat callous old heart. She at length
,as down, giving vent to long'drawn
;igh.
Now Matilda" spoke Mr.. Benson.
II intend to provide for
hat child, and | want your assistance"
With a significant wink @t his wife, 81
want you to buy MIN psir of shoes"
"Ch, yes, do; that's dear, good
.untyr exclaimed Sadie throwing her
rms atfectionately about Aunt Matil-
la neck, "sse his poor little cold toes
oeeping out from the broken leather"
he pleaded.
We'll, now, I believe aunty will, for
Tour sake, Sadie" she slowly answered,
crushing something slyly off her cheek.
The happy little fellow was dressed
,ut in comfortable suit of Frankie's.
md tie usw shoes put on. Sarah maae
|. favorable report on her return, and
vas soon on her way back, leading the
little boy and carrying basket Of SUBJ
;tantial food, shaken together, pressed
lown and running over" and late in
he afternoon we'll dressed gentleman
was observed to leave Mr., Dis home