Connecticut western news., 1888-12-12

thinking of her. no was inspecting ono of the galleries whom he fclt himself seized by the arm of his coat. It was Miss Papa.
 She had escaped from the school . second time. Ropulsod at the shaft, she had slipped ito m empty coal car and thus descend ,d to the mine.
 She told all this to the engineer and obtained his pardon. Five minutes atcr she again began her search, still full of undiminished faith. The miners followed her with pitying eyes, shrug- ging their shoulders, saying:
 'Poor littlo papa"
 Little Papa kept on seeking with uu- abated courage. Suddenly they saw her running toward them, pale and OK cited.
 "Down there!' she gasped. "Down thercl Papal'
 "What7 Down thereq' said a miner.
 ''His b!ouscl'
 ''B,hl Where2"
 ''Down there."
 In moment every ono had heard the new, and the mine was in tuRlt. piece of blue cloth in hole, which she could not raise, because it was held down by an enormous block of coal.
 "WhereW they asked her again.
 She turned. followed by tho crowd of miners. Then she stopped and hesi- tated. r..-.
 She could not find the spot. All the blocks of coal resomb blod each othor; aE the cavities were alike, all the gall leries were the same. And yet she was sure she had seen that piece of blue cloth. Where the blouse was the man must be, living, no doubt, and that man was her father, and she could not find himl
 One by one, tired of the useless search, persuaded that the poor little girl was craz d by griof, tho men with drew and returned to their work. But they had hardly takcn up their pick axes when loud cry recalled them to the chil l.
 II have found it! have found itr'
 They pushed her aside and looked. Yes, it was piece of blue faunoll It was blouse! There was a man there!
 They set to work with will, and, in tho twinkling of an eye, the. wall was beaten down, aud in deep excavation they saw man extended; it was Michel Pierron. Ho had been there three days and four nights.
 Loud cries arose on all sides, and ringing loud above all others, a cry es- capped from tho lips of tho child. She threw herself upon tho body and clasped it in her arms, half mad, weeping and crying:
 'Papal papar'
 He was nearly dead, poor Michell Exhausted by lack of air and nourish- meat he recovered consciousness only to sink back fainting; but ho was alive.
 Miss Papa had told the truth. The man would not dio without telling his child, and the thought of her had sus;- tained him and given him the strength to con quer death.
 A week later he was out and ready to recommence his work.
 On tho evening of tho day before that ,n which he was to return to the mine grand ban quet was given by all tho miners to Mss Papa. The place of honor was reserved for her. A loud hurrah and wild applause greeted her when she entered, holding on to Michers hand. Thcrc wero kisses given, shouts If bravo! and wild huzzas in honor of tho little queen.
 And do you know what she replied to all this, smiling and clapring hor little han ls2
 Shc replied P pa"
 In would be difficult to dos cribe how and in what tone she uttered that one word. But all thosc lrve follows whose eyes hard hardly ever known Q tear will tell you that they wept that night.-[New York Press.