The western sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1887-1926, 1889-12-19
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Six years had pass,d from the day the
boy was stolen when Mr.. and Mrs. Har-
rison entered the little mission school in
the Five Points. 1t was her own loss
that had made her so peculiarly anxious
to benefit poor children; but, though she
was forever searching for her own little
one, both she and her husband had al
most given up the hope of ever finding
him. While Mr.. Harrison was talking
with Mr.. Van Meter. however, her eager
eyes were scanning the faces Of all the
boys in the ROOM
Suddenly she turned pale. 'Ch.
Georgev' she said, or gasped, rather, and
without another word she flew rather
| than ran to the other end of the room.
Dropping on her knees in front of the
| poor little waif who had drifted in so
strangely, she seized him with both hands
| and looked eagerly, almost wildly, into
his eyes.
| .'What is your name?" she said to the
startled child.
| GEORGE" he said.
| George what?''
| II dunno" he answered, beginning to
cry, for he had developed sensitiveness
| about his lack of proper compliment
| of names, and, moreover, he was half
frightened blythe now frantic woman's
strange behavior.
Suddenly she tore open his jacket and
the poor, ragged shirt he had on, and
looking on his breast found the birth
mark she sought. Then, quick as a flash
the whole thing happened so quickly
| that it was over before her husband
10 cl,
her arms. dirt, rags and ali, and kissed
him until it seemed as if she were trying
to devour him. Then. OF course, she
tainted
1t did not take long, though, for lie
other ladies in the room TO bring hlr
back to consciousness, and then such a
scene Is is rarely witnessed in this world
put an end to anything like the usual
order Of exercises. M. Harrison was
naturally a little slower than his wife to
recognize the child, but only little. and
the bewildered boy was shortly en-
braced and kissed as few children in this
world ever have been.
Such prayer as Mr.. Van Meter utter
ed, while the tears streamed down his
cheeks and every person in the room
dropped on his knees, has seldom been
heard even from his eloquent lips, and
in few more minutes Mr.. Harrison pro-
posed to leave. 1t was obvious enough
to him that he had to take his child
home, but the good missionary was too
well acquainted with the neighborhood
to let him go unattended.
'sYou would be mobbed before you had
gone block, if the people saw you car
rying away the child" he said, and il
was presently arranged that policeman
| should be summoned to escort the party
up to Broadway, and a carriage should
be taken there.
This was done as quickly as possible
| for there was real danger of trouble i
, the news had been spread through thu
! neighborhood before they got away. A
it happened, however, all passed of
quietly, and little George had seen such
, Christmas as he had never dreamed of.
I 'Aunt Sally" was found, and ever,
n effort was made to induce her to reform
f She consented to go home, but whethe
9 she remained there or not I do no
q | know.
r Sensational as anything in fiction, is
n not? Yet, excepting in some few details
it is a true story.