Smyrna times., 1884-12-24

He made no reply at its conclusion,
but puffed away vigorously at his
cigar and tried to get interested in his
reading. But somehow or other his
mind wandered he could concentrate
his thoughts upon no one particular
obiectin the journal. His cOuntenance
had relaxed into grave and sober ex-
preston. He picked up his hat and
went out into the nipping air.
"Do l ever give anything to the
poor? 'Tis true I'm rich, but since
I've acquired my wealth there's some
thing left undone. What is it ?" he
mentally queried.
Conscience whispered: "Give and it
shall be given unto you"
Christmas came at last, bright and
crisp, and the whole world seemed
joyous and glad.
Sadie and Frankie-he was Sadie's
brother-had risen before the stars
were out Of the heavens and were
shouting and laughing as they looked
upon their presents and mamma and
papa, too, joined them in their happi-
ness, while Aunt Matilda, whose slum-
bers had been disturbed by the din
and noise, lamented the extravagant
expenditure of hard-earned money for
foolish toys for foolish children"
Take it away take it away I" she
shrieked, as frankie blew loud blast
on his trumpet, my head is nearly
bursting!" And clapping her hands
to her ears she fed precipitately from
the room, followed by the laughter of
/ Mr.. and Mrs. Bensen.
Toward midday Sadie strolled up
on Eight street, wandering along, look
ing first in one window and then in
another. At one she halted to admire
some dolls, and while there she took
piece of candy from her pocket and
was raising it to her mouth.
" / like candy" squeaked a voice
close beside her. Looking around, she
discovered mite of humanity who
had crept up unobserved gazing up
wistfully into her face.
"Then you shall have this" she
quickly replied, offering him the can
dy, which he eagerly seized. His
clothes we're a medley of patches, his
shoes were out and torn cap crowned
his faxen hair.
"Now, that's somebody's poor boy, I
know she argued Il think I'll take
him home with me. I'm sure mamma
and papa will give him something. I'll
ask him at any rate"
Little boy" she said, do you
want to go home with me and get
Christmas cake?"
"Oh, yes, me do" exclaimed the lit
tie fellow, clapping his tiny cold hands
while his thin face bcamed all over
with smiles
Sadie took him by the hand and re
traced her steps up the street
"Oh, just see there. girls! There's
Sadie Benson leading little beggar ?
remarked one of Sadie's acquaintance
to her companion, as they passed along
on the opposite side of the street.
Well. l never! IT is her, indeed
| would not be seen doing that on thi:
street, answered the girl with proud
scOrnful curl Of her lip.
But Sadie kept right on with hel
, prOtege, unconscious Of the disparag
ing comments of her friends, and indif
ferent to the vulgar gaze of the gay
, crowd of passersby.
, At corner they encountered ;
2 policeman.
Lost boy, eh? Shall I take charg,
t of him Miss?' said the policeman
/ reaching out his big hand toward thu
} boy.
: "Oh, no, sir" answered Sadie
= shrinking away, with the frightene,
? little fellow clinging to her hand
S Hes not lost Pm going to take hin
r to my home and give him some candy.
"Why, bless my soul!" responde'
the policeman, as he looked closely a
y the boy. "That's Charley D--'s boy
> An honester or harder working man
l not to be found in all Philadelphia
but he's been sick long time, and
e am afraid he hasn't much to be jOyfU
: over this year"
: This ended the colloquy, and Sadi
y and her charge hurried on. Up tn
y great stone steps and into the wild
10 hall, shouting: 1--WE got him Nv
got him, Sarah!"
y y But before the astonished housemai
r. could reply, Sadie was in the sittin
II room dragging the bewildered boy wit
-e her, when she electrified her paren
u with:
- 1--WE got him, mamma and pap'
- I've got him?"
= "Got who? What is itP" the
- chorused in surprise.
:. "Why, don't you see this little boy
of l found him ON Eighth street. I
- asked me for candy, so thought l
- bring him home. Policeman knON
,b him; says his fathers a good man, b
- is sick and is awful poor, and"
r. "Stop! stop!" interrupted Mr.. Be
,e- son, with smile. Let's get at Il
Id right end of the story"
,r. When Sadie had quite recovered h
ON natural self, she related the story Ov
cd again. Sarah was summoned, al
ne presently, with her hat and shawl, d
nd appeared through the door.
err Aunt Matilda started into the roo
but paused abruptly on the threshO
ie. Us she discovered frankie and the lit
ed stranger at play.
v" "Well, Jane Benson" she exclaimt
t a deprecatingly, "if you are going to
ng low your husband and your daught
we your elegant home to make a refu