Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1889-03-01
,,,1le ooLLy's CRY.
s.sst Little stories which
Of Thoso rvcry Heart.

.rt,ose SWcot A'
"a Anthony Hunt. ! am a
NY n' and live miles and miles away
Prover, a western prairie. There
ppon 'n0 house in sight when ! first
F'sn y , ,bere, my wife and !, and now
p0T ssv '' not many neighbors' though
70 nav . have are good ones. One
bose ',o "u ten years ago | went away
by auoa ns to sell my fifty head OF
rom ~, n pane creatures as I ever saw. l
s'He INV some groceries and dry
Fas " s v came back, and, above
Eo0u' aoll for my youngest-Dolly.
~ Id never had a store doll OF her
ne nav a,v rag babies her mother had
pa n',, 90 could talk nothing else, and
pVA lawn to the very gate to call
s sa. me- to get big one. Nobody but
lsl .a n can understand how full my
pA'' mas Of that toy; and how when
na a,ttle we're sold, the first thing |
;,a off to buy was Dolly's doll.
u' .,ud large one with eyes
,Va would open and shut when you
p% ",a vsre, and had it wrapped
NV: ~ raoer and tucked it under my
= r r had the parcels OF calico.
l1' as,aine, and tea, and sugarput up.
y lote as it was, | started for home.
pei irht have been more prudent to
:. n until morning, but | felt anxious
:, y. hack and eager to hear Dolly's
,ssas about her doll.
r w.s mounted on a steady-going old
,.ss and pretty we'll loaded. Night
n before was a pile from town,
y .ettled down as dark as pitch while
~. IN the middle of the darkest bit
,osd know of. / could have felt
vav though, l remembered it SO
N. and when the storm that had
ssn brewing broke, and pelted the
il in torrents, was five miles, or
.r ba six miles, from home.
rode as fast as | could, but all of a
aaeu heard little cry like child's
pce stopped short and listened
heard it again. | called and it an
sred me. couldn't see a thing. All
d as dark as pitch. | got down and
4 around in the grass--called
siu, and again was answered.
hen began to wonder I'm
timid, but | was known to be
d0yer and to have money about me.
might be- trap to catch me una
res and rob and murder me. am
superstitious-not very; but how
nd real child be put out on the
sirie in such night, at such an hourP
might be more than human. The
Of coward that hides itself in most
m showed itself to me then; but once
prs heard the cry, and said l:
III any mans child is hereabouts,
pbOny Hunt is not the man to let it
y
searched sgain. At last I be-
puglt NE of the hollow under the
and CROPPED that way. Sure
eugh | found the dripping little
Ing, that moaned and sobbed as l
pk it in my arms. called my horse
the beast came to me, and |
punted and tucked the little soaked
hg under my coat as we'll as l could,
pmisng to take it home to mama.
seemed so tired, and pretty soon
edltsell to sleep on my bosom. 1t
dsept there over an hour when |
my own windows. There were
BITS in them, and supposed that my
! had lit them for my sake; but
sn got into the doorway l saw
hething was the matter, and stood
with dread fear of heart five
putes before could lift the latch.
last did it, and saw the room full
peighbors, and my wife amid them
Fping.
hen she saw me she hid her face.
oh don't tell him." she said, lit
kill him."
What is it, neighborsP" I cried.
Nothing now, hope-what's that
have in your arms?n
4 poor lost child" said I; 81 found
% the road. Take it, will youp
turned faint" And l lifted the
ping thing and saw the face of my
my Dolly.
was my own darling and none
that | had picked up on the
Fsned road. My little child had
''rea out to meet papa and the
while the mother was at work,
uey We're lamenting her as one
thanked Heaven on my knees
,e Them. 1t is not much of a story,
saOors' but l think of it often in
l'sats and wonder how | could
T,iVe now if | had not stopped
ueara the cry for help upon the
uar u louder than a squarrel's
'p that's Dolly, yonder with her
1sFm the meadow, a girl worth
50 mink (but then I'm her
"a anu partial, may be- the pref
alu sweetest thing this side of the
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