The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1886-02-24
INTERESTING STORY.
THE LITTLE FIDDLER.

The housekeeper started to her feet at
the sound of her lady's voice.
Missus is in temper" she said to her.
self, and smiled, and looked amiable, hop
ing to conciliate; but the lady did not
smile in return.
Mrs. Bacon, my daughter is playing
with dirty, little tenement-house boy"
Mrs. Bacon turned red.
Phoebe told me that there had been a
child there for severals days, and that you
actually allowed Gladys to play with him."
continued the lady. 81 refused to believe
it, but she asked me to see for myself He
is there. What does this mean, Mrs. b.
con? Who is hop
My first cousins second wife's aunt by
marriages. daughter, maam =" began Mrs.
Bacon.
"This boy" gasped Mrs. de Luce.
This boy is that ?"
No, ma'am," said Mrs. Bacon, pluckine
up spirit. g only said that my first cou-
sims second wife's aunt by marriages.
daughter let's lodgings since she was wild
ow, left with house of her owa and one
of them died on her with weeks rent ow-
ing, fortnight ago, and this was his child
and as for sending it to the poor-house,
who could have the heart? and / thought
I'd have him in my room bit; and he'll
DO anything you bid him; and Miss Gladys's
just run in; and though shabby, he is not
dirty; and Pve given those old clothes
master said I might have for any poor per-
son, to be made over for him; and"
81 fail to understand you, Mrs Bacon"
exclaimed Mrs. de Luce. :" If the ledger
died, I'm sure it is to be lamented. But
why should Gladys be set to play with the
child and how arc you sure that the dis
order wasn't catching Send the boy away
ut once, and tell him never to come again.
He looks like foreigner"
believe his pa was an Eyetalan," sale
Mrs. Bacon; but as good boy and
Call Gladys and send the boy away.
interrupted Mrs. de Luce. Really, Mrs.
Bacon, thought you could be trusted
For one moment ii occurred to the house.
keeper that it would be delightful TO give
months warning and speak her mind; and,
10 do her justice, it WINS rather because she
loved little Gladys so well than because of
her good salary that she RETAINED.
Mrs. de Luce swept ont of the door and
entered her carriage the housekeeper bus.
lied into the little room she called her par
Tor.
A fair-haired girl and dark but beauu-
full boy were sitting opposite each other ON
little benches. The boy was singing little
song.
Listen it is so pretty" cried the other
child, with her blue eyes shining" Sc
pretty"
Yes; it's lovely" said Mrs. Bacon.
And now I'll give you each bit of cake,
and then Giacomo must run away. You
ma doesn't like you to play with little boys,
she's just told me. So you'd better not
come again, Gia."
Can't he play with me any more p Sob
bed Gladys. "Oh, he must, he must
81 shall be 80 sorry not to come here"
said the boy, wiping away a tear but /
will go nowhere that they do lot want
me-"
You're little gentleman, 4 you are
poor" said Mrs. Bacon. And it's not me,
Gia; I'd like you to stay here, poor boy"
mo one wants me-" said the child.
Mrs. Garth doesn't; heard her say SO.
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and play, and they would give me money.
play well enough.
little creature IKE you cried Mrs'
Bacon. wen, never
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Then, In the housekeeper's room, the boy
nsnch ,;,,,a crs0,,ra 10 n,av tunes p
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and play on the pavement before YOU
house. Listen, that You may know it is |.
will always begin with this tune 1t is 8
song, called, Il Remember Thee"
He played it over and over again.
81 shall not forget it, said Gladys.
The how sighed and lifted his Inns to
thoso 90 tho borsekeener. the, ba bio. "a
The little white hand Of babv Gladvs mud
was cone.
For n long time GLADYS used. now and
.hon 70 ba awakened from her babv s,een
nv ,ba soupd Of n violin. Listening. she