The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-04-12
WOULD BOTHER HER NO MORE
[opie P. Read, in Texas siftings.

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 Mrs. Gareyman, lady well-known to fashion and public receptions, had just thrown aside a society novel, when ring a. the door-bell startled her into reali- zltion of practical surroundings. A wo- man, poorly dressed, bu; with face of teLderest sympathy, was shown into the room.
 Here is q twenty-five cent piece for you" said Mrs. Gareyman. in languid imPatience "take it and go along, please
 C l wan, no money the woman re- piled.
 "You certainly can have no busiaess with me"
 No, kind lady" arranging her old black shawl; '' would not presume to address you on business, for l, prosper ous lady, have known very little of busi- ness in my life. came to tell you some thing which, in your high station, may be of little importance 10 you, but which 1 to me will glow in my heart so long as il shall beat. Several days ago. and the vis- itor wiped her eyes, "you went out to the fence, where your children in their kind ness had begun to play with little girl. She was poorly dressed, and her sad, pale face seemed surprised that children of a higher order of life should stop her and share their tops with her, but after re- peated invitations from little boy-your little boy she fingered with the children that circumstances had placed above her The little girls father the strong and noble father of that child, died in the de fence of his country, but of course, kind lady, this makes no difference in the eyes of cold society. While those little children were playing, while that noble boy, knowing no difference only that which God Tn kindness made-were playing. you came out and said Come away from that vulgar thing. Haven't taught you better than to associate with such trash That noble little bov-your son
 told you not to speak so harshly that he had stopped the poor little girl and asked her to join him and his sisters. but you ordered him away and threatened to whip him fl he did not come You felt sorry for the little girl, when she tuned away with tears in her eyes. called her back, and asked her if she wen, to Sun day school. She told you tha, she had gone bu, that the boys and girls made fun of her clothes. You told her that clothes made no difference. although you showed by your actions that they did make difference. You told her to run along home. and offered to give her nickel, which, thank God, she refused Such cruel rebuh almost broke the heart of the little thing, and even after she had gone to sleep she muuered in sorrowful sentences. She said that beau ,iful lady had talked to her about Christ and offered her money to leave. Madam. that little girl was my daughter. Last night she died. Oh, don't wiring your hands. did not come to ieproaeh you. l came to say that she will bother you no more. She was so little and SO unused to the ways of life that she did not know ot her infringement on your rights. had always taught her to be obedient, and if she had known how wrong it was to stop and play with your children she would not have done so and if your noble lit- ,le boy had known what humiliation his kind invitation would have caused. he would not have extended it. No, lady, don't want any sympathy, and If you had stood at the death-bed of that little girl, you would not have thought that she needed any. On this earth we may not be fitted to associate with some people. but in the world to come-no, lady, do not think that you did the little gir, a wrong, for while she was dying she spoke of the kind lady who offered her nickel"