New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-04-29
A TOUCHING INCIDENT.

One of the E8ecting Scenes somet1mes
witnessed in the Metropolis.
New York Sun
A pathetic scene occurred re"
nights ago at notorious uptown resort.
1t was little girl pleading with her
father.
won't you come home now, father.
please?" she said. Her voice was low
and childish, and the sweet, upturned
face was pale and quivering with some
hardly suppressed emotion-but the
man toward whom the appeal and ag-
onv were directed took little notice OF
either.
"Why do you bother me?" he said,
impatiently. $50 home. I'll come
when I'm ready" and regaining with
an effort his uncertain balance, he left
her.
The girl looked after him wistfully,
then, as his form was lost to her view In
the crowded room, with deep despair
ing sigh she turned and left the place:
Outside the electric lights streamed full
upon her slender figure as she hesltated
monent before descending the step.
One or two policemen lettering near
eyed her curiously, and some men hur-
rying in gave her questioning glance,
but no one molested or spoke to her,
and slowly she went out from the glare
and dazzle into the darker street beyond.
The night was cold and stormy. An
icy sleet was falling, driven i'll every di-
ctioner by the capricious and ftful
wind gusts, and she few pedestrians who
were abroad hurried on their way anx-
ious to gain Shelter The girl alone
appeared unconscious of the discon-
forts of the weather. The rain beat
upon her, the fierce wind met her with
force against which. she staggered,
but she did not heed them. With
doubtful purpose she walked slowly on,
turning back once or twice to look
again at the place whence she had just
come, until as the clock from a neigh
boring tower indicated to her how late
the hours was she stopped altogether.
$50 late," she murmured. ooh!
cannot go home without him." and now
she turned swiftly and retraced her steps
She paused not a moment on the TIRES
| hold; evidently she feared her own res
olution. The doors yielded instantly
| to her touch, and once more she looked
over the Scene whose light and warmth
and comfort were as little to her as the
| wind and rain ontside. Her searching
glance soon found out her father for
the moment he was standing alone, and
his daughter felt that she had one moro
chance. Rapidly she gained his side.
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speaking low but passionately. II cam
not leave you here. cannot face mann
ma without you; she has waited SO
many nights for your Homecoming,
and the hours are SO weary without
you. Oh! father" the child went on,
gathering up all her energies, as she
saw shat her listener was half needing
her words, "break way from this
wretc1led place, come back to your
home and mamma and me; we love you
dearly we cannot live without you, and
OH! it is all so different from what it
used to be-" The childish voice was.
breaking. ssSuch a little time.
ago. we were all so happy" Here.
a sob almost choked her. She slipped
her clinging fingers into the unresent-
ing hand of the man who staggered at
her side. s'Come back to US, father ;:
come home with me now, and the tears,
no longer within her power to restrain,
coursed down her pale cheeks as she
lifted, her face to him, holding his gaze
with her wistful, pleasing eyes.
The mans features worked convut
sively he looked about him once half
desperately; then some better feeling
swept over him, and Strengthening him
self up, be said brokenly, II will go
with you, Jennie" and clasping close
the hand Of his little daughter. as if
that frail guide were his chief support;
the two together went out from the light
and glare and dazzle of the saloon foE-
ever