Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1888-06-07

rolling MP to the grand staircase.
That Was where his mother was. he
was sure OF it, Suppose he should go
into the ball with the others, what
would they say to him?
Emile kept watching the crowd, the
hotel. the lustrous lights. His mind
was filled with bat one idea-to find
his mother he must mount the STAR
case before him, follow the fine gentle
men and ladies, with their masks and
gay costumes, and search for her within.
The cold was growing more and more
intense, and his purple little hands
were numb. At length he yentured
forward and climbed step by step I'M
til he reached the yestibule. The
Wallets stared at him with astonish-
ment "Hellol youngster," said one
OF them. "wiat are you looking for
he-e-your mother?" and he chuckled
at his own wit. not thinking to ques-
tion the little intruder so pertinently.
The unhappy child dare not reply.
Besides, to speak OF his mother in
such crowd would insult her. "Ah,"
waiting here in the cold how quickly
she would come and take me back TO
my little room where it is SO nice and
warm"
"What do you want here?" asked
the valet again. ~ want to 90 in
there" said Emile, pointing to the
large doors.
What for?"
ITO see -" he began hesitatingly,
but tn. valet, suspectIng him to be 8
gamin, would listen no further, and
harshly thrust him into the street.
Again outside, he was jostlei from
group to group receiving knocks from
every one who found him in their
way. He was weak and cold, and all
but PROSTATE, but he was sustained
by the thought that his mother was
there; that he would see her
when she came out; that he would run
to her and cling to her skirts, and
that she would never leave him again.
The hours went by slowly, through
that bitter night. He shrunk away
behind door, until the chill air com
PEELED him to beg the coachmen to
shelter him in their carriages. But
they, warmly wrapped up, nodded in
differently in their boxes; besides, it
was of small concern to them that
street urchin was freezing.
At last the guests began to depart.
Emile posted himself at the head of
the great staircase. and anxiously
scanned each face that passed Faster
and denser they came, the carriages
rolled up; the coachers hailed each
other in deafening shouts, and still
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ly strength to withstand the strain,
and the tears were springing up TO his
eyes again when his heart gave agreat
bound. Tor there she passed before him.
He could not mistake that superb tot
let She was taking the arm of her
husband, his step father. They did
not observe him. The carriage ad-
vanced, they entered, and were driven
away.
Then Emile's heart was filled with
anguish, and he wished to die. He
ran after thecarriage, and before the
horses had get well started seized the
traces with his little hands. neither
knowing nor caring what he did, such
was the transports OF his despair, and
was dragged under thecruel wheels He
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ready overcome by the cold, tainted.
The carriage stopped, the occupants
alighting. and then the mother. with
out a moments warning. found herself
at the side OF her little Emile, who
was white. motionless, and may
be dead. Divining The drama of
the night through which her way ward
ly affectionate child had passed, she
turned to her husband, mothers
exalted love making her reproachful
and violent, and cried: "You seel l
told you SO. We ought never to have
comei You insisted on it. Oh, God;
my child" Emile heard the precious
words! He opened his eyes, wound
his arms about his mothers neck, and
in feeble tone: ats all right, nam.
ma, +" he whispered; 81 shall get well.
But you-you will never leave me
again, will yon?"