Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1886-02-21

SO 1T Is! SO 1T ISL SHOW
made for the road. The market wagon
of James Weinberg, grocer" was just
starting for the city. Tillie was favor
lite with all the tradesmen thereabuut,
not because she was good customer,
but because they all pilled her. She had
but TO ask and her request to go to town
with j. Weinberg, grocer, was granted,
and as the wagon jolted lelsurely along,
with the bright lamp swinging on the
pole between the horses, she fell asleep
on sack Of potatoes,
j. Weinberg, grocer, did not notice that
little Title Walker was travelling in her
stockinged feet, nor did the child think OF
1t until their journeys end was reached.
Then summoning up all her courage, she
said: al go this way, Mr.. Weinberg
and sweetly thanked him and wished him
"good morning"
1t was at the very busiest hour OF the
day for Washington market people that
! little Title was sent down there, and the
marketmen are so used TO seeing hordes
OF children Of both sexes lowering around
wagons and picking up stray vegetables
! that her presence there excited no partic-
ular attention. She got away from the
vicinity of James Weruberg, grocer, as
quickly as possible, however, and for the
| first time 10 her small life found herself
in the great city OF New York.
| 1t would be worse than useless to fol-
| low the child's course throughout that
fearful day. She went hither and thither
without the smallest knowledge OF the To-
cality she was in. Eaten up with hun
ger, frightened at almost everything she
saw, fearful of the big policemen and still
more fearful of the rude street boys, she
wandered helpless and in, pain, footsorel
hopeless, wet and draggled, all day long
without meeting one kind soul who might
take pity on her. Time and again she
made up her mind to speak TO u police
officer, and time and again, as she saw
his huge stature, his bright shield anc
his heavy club, her heart sank within hel
and she could not. No food had passed
her lips; she had not slugle penny tc
buy any. And now, worst Of all, night
came on.
! lettering into Sixth avenue at about
O'Clock the child sat down for moment
or two In doorway TO recover breath
Here, In this quiet, dark passage, the
| poor little thing casped her hands TO-
| gether and prayed fervently and with
such directness, earncstness and sim
plicity as children only can employ In
prayer, prayed that the Almighty God
would look down upon u poor, frlendless
! orphan who did not mean TO do wrong TO
anybody, and that he would give her
/ something TO eat and a place 70 sleep.
know men who, had they but a single
dollar iI the world, would have diylGed
it with that child after hearing her simple
touching petition TO heaven. l know
men "worth' millions--yes, millions
who would have passed her and her
prayer by, without jeer, perhaps; GER
tainly without thought Of help.
Refreshed after mountaineering her sor-
rowing mind, little Title Walker walked
on again, feeling lighter-hcarted. She
did not know, poor little girl, that This
light-heartedness was really light-headed-
ness. But so 1t was. Suddenly, she
seemed to walk more buOyantly than be-
fore; no sense OF fatigue was present
now. Turning down side street the
saw the lights Of an elevated station. She
had just reached II when she iorgotall
trouble, great wave OF peace seemed 10
pass over her troubled soul, and she sank
nsensible 10 tue ground with an angelic
smile upon her poor pale, Pinched face.
Ill
FNOOLtt ltittIhiuf wen Bdptiet
Little Johnny DnffY, alternately whist
ling aud crying his papers, came along
moment later.
"Hullo Wot's thisi" be exclaimed.
Instantly his papers were on the ground
and he WAS on his knees.
blessed If II amt gal?" and then,
looking closer at her, he lifted the child
onto the lowest step Of the stairs-''and
she's tainted clean dead awatpn
Mr.. Dufy was not gentleman OF re
Elective mind. lie was Q man Of action.
"I've got 'leyen pence ter buy papers
wild, me thought "But kin spare her
bowl OF coffee"
The coffee-stand was but thirty feet
distant. Ia less than two minutes he was
pouring the hot beverage down Titles
throat.
"Therel' he said, as she gave big
sigh and opened her eyes. ~ kinder
guess you'll feel better after II. OATS
bully coffee.n
Little by littIe the girl came 10 I'M
dcrstand where she was, and who her