The Great Falls leader. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1888-1890, 1888-09-15
GREAT FALLS MONTANA, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 15 1885,

Dams shoulder. with one little foot out,
and with her bits O 'ands throw kisses to
the audience. You've seen how it's done,
sir. When she got round to the side Of
the ring I was on, she kinder of forgot
herself and nodded and kissed her 'ands
to me, calling out, There's one fur you,
too, daddy The next moment-I never
knowed how it 'appened-but the 'osses
wuz down and Dan and my little gal wuz
under them. When l picked her up
thought she wuz dead, but she opened
her eyes and said, is that you, daddy?
blieve amt hurt. l don't feel nothin'. >
"The madame, as spoke of, sent her
own kerrcdge fur q doctor, and when he
came he looked SO grave knowed it wuz
somethin' bad. So up and asked him to
tell me the truth. And he did in the
feelingest way he could. Ny little gal
had broken her back, and if she lived
would be cripple. l thought as how
couldn't bear it at fust; she had been SO
'andsome and spry, with sich pretty
figure. Dan got off with broken arm
and few bruises. never see er feller
SO cut up as he wuz about Mamie. He
sot there on that cheer and cried like a
babby, and when my little gal put out
her arms to him one day and seq, Dan,
don't you want to take me to see the
'orsesT-I think it wuz her way of show.
ing him she didn't blame him-he made a
Pretense Of going arter some candy fust;
but it wuz to 'ide his feelings, sir. i
think as how he spent morn half his
salary or buying toys and things for my
little gal. And there was the madame
too. or fotching hall sorts of nice things
to eat and er ter talkin' to Mamie by the
h0rr M0rnio ,,coA %1 1i1>o %o ~>1o., l,
madame's ring and sich. She wuz main
fond Of jewelry, wuz my little gal. And
between the madame and Dan there
wasn't much in that line she didn't ave,
even to a watch. l got 'em hall slowed
away in a box, hexcept her ring she give
to Dan. He wears it on his watch chain
now.
"Well, sir, arter . long while Mamie
was liable to git round on crutches, but
she was still pale and weakly like The
madame, when she wuz here, took her
out Almost livery day er ridin' away into
the country, er tryin' to put bit O color
into her cheeks, but it never stayed there
long. She used ter lay on that ere old
soffy there and hold wot I called her
drawin' room. Yer see, hall the bows
used to drop in and chat with her, and
the wimmin folk, too, fur that matter.
Everybody loved little Mamie.
about year arter the haccident,
Mamie ses to me one night: Daddy, Mrs.
Green (that was the wardrobe woman,
sir) 'ses there's a little girl going to ride
tonight, just like used. should so like
to see her. Would yer, deary?" ses l.,
then Daddy 'ull take yer in 'front.' But
l was angry with the woman fur 'aving
told the child.
''Carryin' Mamie in r>y arms went
round to the ring entrance. With her
eyes er shinin' like stars, she watched the
act through, then as she put her 'ead
down on my shoulder, sorter weary like.
she ses: Daddy, 1 want that little girl to
have my whip
: 81 sot down here with her OH my Ian,
or strokin' O. her pretty hair. Hall to
onct she put up her little arms and pulled
my face down to hers. Daddy ses she,
kiss me- then she cuddled close up to
me and seemed to sleep. sot fur quite
a while as still as l could fur fear O.
wakin' her, but some one comm to the
door I had to lay her down. She was
dead, sir! My little Mamie, dead in my
arms!
Everybody was that kind and feeling,
but they couldn't take the pain outer my
art. There amt nothing wot can do
that. She's buried at Finchley, sir, with
as beautiful a stone as yer'd wish ter see.
Almost livery Sunday I goes out there.
It's not often speaks about her, sir; but
my little girl is alters here" and the old
man placed his trembling hand upon his
heart. There was a choking sensation in
my throat, so without word l shook
hands and left him. Turning at the
outer door, saw old Jim unlock a cup
board and take down little pair Of
crutches tied together with faded blu.
ribbon. He touched them gently with
his horny hand, then raised them rever-
emily to his lips.-Florence Revere PEN
dar in Boston Budget.