The Penn's Grove record., 1884-08-09

borhood. Generous, warm-hearted, IN.
disciplined Dmky, -Dinky, who had
never entirely recovered fr'm IN lever,
winch had left him H4.uUlultoW coughi
Dinky, who told stories, and smiled
sweetly as he gave his last Stolen treas
ure away Dinky, whose big black eyes
got bigger and blackeT as his little yell
low lace became thin and worn Dlnky,
who came home weekly almost naked
through frost and snow, to which his
iee5 were little accustomed, and retused
10 account for the lack Of Yesture IN
quiet, restless Dinky Dtnky, on whose
little frame the Northern winter was
telling hardly; in a word, naughty
DInky, whom everybody loved.
There was "A large c0lored photograph
OF Christ blessing little children which
hung BESIDE ArthuT's bed. Dinky al
ways arranged his little char So that he
might face the picture during his lessons
and the Bible reading.
Mars Arty," he said one evening,
when everything was quite stun, n
only the Pickering wood fire lent Its
light TO the room, 'dat's Il monstods
pitlful-loOking gentleman up dar IN dat
picture frame. | likes him nightly,
specially sence you dun tOle me he
nebber sighted poo folks. | specks /
knows what he's a-t'inkln ter his5ei1
dis minute, while his hans is a layln' on
dat white boys head"
what do you believe HIM to be
thinking Of. Dinky p
Il specks he's a-t'iukin' Of Jail Alley.
Ell a-wishin' de little chilluns dere was
es clean en- white e5 desc in de picture
frame"
Arthur smiled and sighed.
One cold, bleak day in March Arthur
had been feeling very unwell, an d to
amuse im Dinky had been playing all
sorts Of tricks, aud turning somersaults
on the wolfskiu which lay beside the
bed. All at once the child stopped, and
put his hands to his lips, from which
the red life blood was pouring.
Arthur's cries summoned Miss Azure.
liza, and Dinky, at Arthur's earnest en-
treaty, was made comfortable on a sofa
pushed close to the bed. When the
hemorrhage was stopped, the physician
administered an auHs LneJIc. and DlnBy
slept undisturbed for some hours. The
household came in and went out with
cat like tread, and Arthur was almost
afraid to breathe, fearing to disturb the
little patient. MI. Chace looked very
sad and nervous
About sunset Dinky awoke, bright
eyed, flushed, delirIous; and the nervous
fingers went restlessly picking about
the bright squares of Miss Aurelia's
satin quilt.
Hey, Spot, ole dog hey, Spot, come
long. Aunt Sally amt dar-no, no.
L darsn't steal de pie. Mars ArUy say
wrong. Heylo. Spoil de green
trees oh de nice runnin' water. Lady,
gle "a poo niger a Cent-one cent, lady,
ter buy a flower fer Mars Arty, lame
Mars Arty, lady. DON'T hit so hard
Aunt Sally. | wish | was dead, Hal
VINO put de skeercrow on de
fence? Nice, nice gentlemun. The
child babbled on, picking at the quilt,
and gazing intently at the far corner OF
the room 'DinkY's sorry. Miss Rely
say eff [ come home barefoot again she
gwine ter lock me up. | couldn't keep
de money. Sady's foot "a all bloody
in de SHOW. Mars ATty, Mars Arty !"
Dear, dear Dinky, | am here, and so
is papa cried Arthur, sObbing and
to catch Dinky's duttering fin
gers.
sob, gentlemun, nice gentlemunl"
said, still gazing into the corner,
ana stretching out his hands, "Whar
you come fom, wild Spot? 1hankee,
mars, thankee. Spot, Spot, Use glad.
T'se so glad. Miss Rely got heap ov
in de pantry. No, no. Miss
Rely, | won't steal. l gwine ter AK
Ter sumptin. Gle Spot a dol'ar-fer
Aunt Sally-poor Aunt Sally in Jail
don't know you, gentlemun
-but--MarS Arty say you is so pitltul
you hub her all de same. What Mars
Arty say? when your fader and your
.udder forsake you de-Lord-will-
pick-you-up.' Dinky got no mud
der, gentlemun. Is you my fader ?
You isn't de Lord come a-sJandin by a
yaller chile like dis ? VINO is your |
stole nuthin' ter day. | amt stole
nuthin sence- Nobody ebber told
Dinky befo. Marster, Pm sorry" and
Dinky's eyes looked pleadingly at his
invisible friend. Miss Aurelia ad
taken off her spectacles, and was crying
softly, ashamed and cOntrite. The little
negro boy was teaching the bigot that
there are many paths leading to the
house of God.
S mple, well-meaning Mr.. Chace He
had hoped to be the humble instrument
of givil g a Moses to his people. Poor
man, his eyes were blinded with tears,
but sit was well with the child"
'Oh. papa, he won't look at me, he
won't speak to me l' sobbed Arthur.
what is he looking at? What does
he see ?"
Spot" cried Dinky rapturously,
I'm coming wild de gentlemun. Spot,
my Spot"-and he fell back on the pill
low.