Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-05-21


 | branches of the trees that stood along | the sidewalk in front of the ample | grounds of the Carson mansion, and made desolate music to the ears of the | blind mau who stood there friendless and alone
 | While he stood wondering what course to take, he heard the merry voice of a | boy singing, Nobody Cares for Me- There was a reckless tone in the lads voice as he sang; 1 care for nobody, no not l, And nobody cares for me- 1 The light-hearted boy stopped as he noticed Noel Edwards groping about, and he asked; | "Is there anything the matter, mis- 1 ter?"
 ''Yes, my good boy, I am blind. and want to find my way home." l The lads sympathies were aroused, and 1 ascertaining Noeis address, he said: 1 "1'n see you home" then took Noel by | the hand, and they moved along quite 1 rapidly.
 It's rather late for a boy like you to l be out, isn't it?" said Noel. II should think your parents would object to your being away from home at this time of night"
 II haint got any parents; they are both 1 dead," answered the boy. They died when l was q little kid and have no one 1 as cares whether be out late or early. But I must be out at this time tonight to meet the train what brings my weekly papersfrom New York"
 Then you are a uewsboy. What may | your name be-"
 sam Sharp, sir. The boys say it is a cutting name, but what do I care for that?"
 i You must find it pretty lonely being an orphan, Sam," said Noel, sympathet- ieally.
 "No, not very much" was the peculiar response. Ut don't trouble me much being alone, as you say. The people are | good to me because they know I'm an orphan, and don't bother much about things. I think orphans has less to wor- ry about than anybody. The people what has a great many friends and re- | lations in this world have more sorrow than us lone ones. There is no reason for Us to break our hearts when any body dies, but q boy that has q mother and n father, and brothers and sisters, must feel awful bad whenever any one of 'sm climbs the golden stairs"
 sam, you're philosopher" said Noel, and there is a good deal of truth in what you say Those who have the dear est friendships suffer the greatest griefs l when the final parting comes." "So you see it ain't so bad to be an or phan, after all, added Sam, ''if we only look at it in the right light. Did you tell me your name, sir7"
 "t think not. My name is Noel Ed Wards"
 The Boy started off, and was about to run away, when Noel begged that he would not desert him.
 After much ooaxing Sam Sharp return ed, but he was not anxious to take Noers hand again.
 What is the matter, my boy7" said Noel, noticing the lads timidity.
 Why I heard you was killed in the Grimsby Steel Mill" said Sam. and aint quite sure but what you are a ghost"
 Mercy on ne, Sam, is it possible that | am reported dead?" asked Noel in surprise.
 Yes, and it is printed in the evening paper" answered the boy. II shouted you out this afternoon, myself, as being one of the men that was blowed to pieces"
 But you see that am still alive"
 Yes, l see you, but people can see ghosts. l feel you, too, when take your hand, and seems to me that's where you get the bulge on the ghosts. l hear tell people can't feel ghosts because they is too thin"
 II an no ghost, Sam, but fortunately ] lost my sigh, in the accident you speak of and that is wny have to call on yon for help to guide me to my home" Noers words were reassuring, and pret. ty soon sam Sharp took him by the hand agun and helped him along. Their pro- gress was necessarily slow, and they l talked much on the way, so that in il short time they became great friends Sam Sharp, the newsboy, succeeded in 1 getting Noels confidence to such an ex- | tent that the latter told him of his ad- venture at the Carson mansion, and the suspicion that led him there. Noel and the boy stood chatting in a | sheltered spot short distance from the | home of the former when the lad sud- | denly exclaimed: Look! There goes Carson now, in a great big hurry" This excited Noel considerably, and olutching SaIn's hand nervously, he said: "What way is he going?" "Toward the steel mill" "Let's follow him." said Noel.
 Stay exclaimed Sam. He's come to halt There's another fellow They shake hands. I see who it is. It's Eek ert the book-keeper at the mill. He buys paper off me nearly every day. | They say he's pretty fast on the sly. Now they separate. Each of 'em seem to be in hurry"
 Let Us fellow Carson," urged Noel He's going too fast" suggested Sam, and you can't keep anyways near him. !" m do the best l can," pleaded Noel II have Il score to settle with that chap, and want to know where he is going at this late hour"