The Panola weekly star., 1885-10-24


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lnsi NJ ii hfgah 10 gr4v dafk Grace
vim had sll dty heard dreadful tales a
suffering and death " people burned
np aHd people dying n exposure va
settling into tho belief That she M longer
bod father Or mother. that she should
all her l.fs be tramp and n hoggaE
md that after all her su1oflng- Ind not
after oil saved her dear papa fof whose
sake she had braysd everything Just
NJ ihis lowest point oi her ooufngc. hof
eyes lell upon familiar face coming
ont NJ church
% MaggIo! she cried, with heI
heart on bor lp' "wlierc's my papaP'
IAN who afe ye thiHy asked tho
tidy Irish girl u don't know Sc, boy"
80 Mngglel I'm Graoe I'm not
boy, have on Beris Clolhcs' Here
she whispered I'LL went 10 get
something for papa
"Fniih lhln' | do believe IT'S Mis-
Grace herself, but hiyor should hn'
known hcr' Holy Motherl won't they
be- Wild just?' and seiying one arm Of
Grace with agrip like iron, she started Of
with rapid strides towards the suburbs
"But Maggie, tell me. are they safel
DO YOU know anything about them,
Maggio'' with u cry 50 full Of agony
that the good-hcarted though rough girl
stopped
"Wcll, yis, thin they're safe aud
sound IN me brothers Bit house on the
prairie. They conldn't git no place to
stay Your pa wa, carried In u wagon,
aud aud the Missis rode with the
driver We couldn't git any place, an
50 ! made bold to speak Of me brother
who has n spare bod-so he has Sc
they went there, glad enough to git 8
roof over their heads. But amt they
just Wild about you' Your pa was out
o his sinses all night, and your ms
walked the house like mad cretur.
I'm out now-hayc been all day trying
to find you. And why thin, I'd like 70
know did sc run away that black dayP'
But Grace could not answer Relief
and joy. added to her sullcrings. were
too much. She had tainted dead away.
About eight o'clock that evening there
stole into the back door of An lrishman's :
shanly on the prairie neat Irish girl,
hsli.dragging, half carrying the death.
like figure Of boy. ragged, forlorn.
hatlcss, miserable; he looked like one Of
the worst yAgabOnds Of city life.
Mrs. Lord was warming something AT
the fire, aud looking so old aud changed
that Grace hardly knew her. At sight
Of Maggie she looked up eagerly, but
seeing her companion she fell back
with moan.
"Oh, my Godl you haven't found her,
them
Thin yo don't know her. Missisp No
more did /; but look sgainI'
Another and closer look, and mother
and child were In each others arms.
Good news travels rs fast ~ bad. and
In one minute more Grace was In the
arms Of her father, aud such scene Of
tears and sobs aud groans and cries
may Il never be your lot to see.
When all were calm, and Grace wa,
warmed aud fed and bathed. and dres
sod In some clothes Of Maggic's, IL
which Sho looked like an 'oycrgrowr
doll and when the precious package
which had 50 nearly cost the lives o
Grace aud her father. was found to b,
not destroyed by Its soaking Grace tol,
her story. or what she could Of Il. Mucl
Of II she could not recall. and neye
again could she be induced to repeat II
~ full Of horror Il was.
All through the dismal tale she wa
interrupted by her mo'hcr's tears an'
sobs, aud her fathers words, NOR
precious than gold. Brave girl Lit,l
daughterl MY dArlingl Brave lit,l
woman" and ending with a long en-
brace, aud the last word Of ALL
Little woman, yuu have saved YOU
fathers honor aud his lifcl You hav
been hero. Herbert, hnd he been
man could not have done more.
doubt Il he would hay, done So much.
-MrtH M AH, IN ~ T. Eramuns,