News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1885-03-26
A TOUCHING INCIDENT.
A Daughter takes her Father away from
the Fascination of the Rollers
From the New York SUM-

From the New York SUM-
A pathetic scene occurred few nights
ago at q notorious uptown resort. Ii
was a 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 agony
were directed took little notice OF either.
"Why do you bother me?" he said,
impatiently. go 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 hesitated
a moment before descending the step.
One or two policemen lettering near eyed
her curiously, and some men hurrylng
in gave her quick 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 in every
direction by the capricious and titful
wind gusts, and the few pedestrians who
were abroad hurried on their way anxious
to gain shelter. The girl alone appeared
unconscious of the discomforts 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 neighboring tower indicated to
1 her how late the hour was she stopped
altogether.
$50 late" she murmured. "Ohl I
cannot go home without him." and now
| she turned swiftly and retraced her
steps. She paused not moment on the
| threshold; evidently she feared her own
resolution. 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
rain and wind outside. Her searching
glance soon found out her father; for the
moment he was standing alone, and his
daughter felt that she had one more
chance. Rapidly she gained his side.
'sFather, dear father" she began,
speaking low but passionately, ST can
not leave you here. 1 cannot face
mamma without you; she has waited so
many nights for your home coming, and
the hours are so dreary without you,
Oh father" the child went on, gather
ing up all her energies, as she saw that
her listener was half needing her words,
''break away from this wretched place,
come back to your home and mamma
and me; we love you SO dearly we can
not live without you, and oh it is all so
different now from what it used to be"
The childish voice was breaking. "Such
little time ago we were all so happy"
Here a sob almost chOked her. She
clipped her clinging fingers into the IN
resisting hand of the man who staggered
at her side. "Coms back to us, father;
come homo 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, pleading eyes.
The mans features worked convul-
sively; he looked about him once half
desperately; then some better feeling
swept over him, and, Strengthening him
self up, he said brokenly, 81 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 tine roller-skating
rink forever.