San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1889-06-12

Sne approached the pallet again ana caIieu
her mother, but still no answer.
Brother" she said in a low whisper, 81
bnieve she is worse"
could see the boys face pale at this, and
he went to the mattress and knelt beside it,
As he drew back the cover from the face,
he gave a cry of sorrow.
"What is itF' asked the sister, sinking at
his side
The boy looked at her in a despairing man.
ner, and sobbed:
"Oh, sister, nanny is dead and gone from
us!"
The girl was speeches. with terror, but
soon recovered her voice, and replied in q
tone, choked with sadness'
mo she amt, Buddy; she's jest cold like;
she got that way heap times"
The boy shook his head and continued 70
sob.
1 thought it about time for me to show my
self, and, pushing the door open, walked in
They were little startled at my entrance,
but the boy quickly asked, while a look Of
hope mounted his cheeks:
sinister, I'm so glad you come; nanny Is
worse, and think she's dead, but sis says
she's Jest cold"
did not reply, but stepped to the pallet
and examined the silent form
1t took me but moment to see that the
spirit had fed, and turning to the boy asked:
"Have you any one to 60 tor
mo, sir; there was nobody but pa and
nanny and me and sister when we came
here"
where is your fatherY'
HE got killed with log last year"
"And you've been living here ever sincei"
"Yes, sir, but it wasn't cause we wanted
to, but cause we didn't have money 'nough
to get off with"
"What will you do nowa"
Then nanny is deadl" cried the boy, as
he understood the meaning of my question
"Yes, my poor children, she is in heaven"
With such sobs as l hope never to hear
again, they fell on the body and began ca
ressing it and kissing the cold face, at the
same time begging her to speak to them Just
once more.
let the first burst Of grief expend itself,
and then taking the boy in my arms, l said:
my boy, can you go for helpF'
"Yes, SIR" he replied, his big eyes stream
ing with tears.
sent him for assistance, and the body was
removed to the mill, from where it was given
a decent burial
When got back to the office went direct
to the room of the general manager.
He was expecting me, and as l entered he
said:
what do you think of prosecuting Monk,
now?"
1T is the farthest thing from my mind"
answered, as the picture of the scene l had
witnessed passed before me.
"And mine Also" replied my employer,
while l saw signs of tears in his usually stern
eyes
Not long after that Monk was sent for and
came to the Office
AS he shambled in his hideousness was lost
to me, for in the face l could only see the
good heart that had seen the actions of
short while before.
He was badly frightened, for he knew that
his deeds had been found out
In answer to questions put TO him we
learned that he had been feeding three desti-
tute families for two months or more
He never let the occupants of the cabins
know who was the giver of their daily bread,
but sought them at the hour of midnight and
left the food on the steps, as we had seen him
do
The only excuse he offered was;
Boss, | foun' dem po' foxes widout a
mou'ful, an tuck hit to UNI; yo' had er lot oh
it, an | thought yo'd nebber miss hit"
Didn't you know it was wrong to stealF
Eyes, sar, but ] KANT here no oman an
chnlun cryin' fer bread, when my arms air
long 'nough ter git through er window pane
an on fasten de SASH
We did not prosecute Monk but in the
future the general manager kept up the poor
that Monk discovered, and let him have the
satisfaction of taking it to them.
The orphan boy and girl were taken by a
worthy farmer, not far from the mill, and
every now and then catch sight of their
happy faces, and think what a change was
made in their lives, and that by negro whom
no one would trust ten steps prior to that
Edward " Wood in tlanta Constitution