The weekly Floridian. [volume] (Tallahassee, Fla.) 1867-19??, 1889-11-26

class, ana she wanted Top 10 De up 10
the mark Like a nloomin' rain
bow" said Pinky; and indeed Flop
was very splendid. Sal thought the
blue serge knickerbockers and green
tunic quite q match for scarlet belt,
and she reckoned the whole arrange
ment truly ravishing in general ef-
feet. The woman's heart hungered
after her little one; she was silent, but
her quick gestures and the snaky dash
of her head as she kissed him were
quite significant She could not bear
him out of her sight, and she implorcd
the foreman SO piteously to let him go
in the tally cabin by the stove on cold
days, that the rough fellow agreed
1t was probably the unclean creek
whcle the bargcs came with the tim
Der; that may be SO. AT any rate, Flop
began to look strange, and the humor-
Gus Plnky used to remark: You re
pisOnin' that kid with sugar, Sal"
hate prolonged descriptions of chill
dren's trouble, SO | shall only say that
Flop pinned greatly, and his mother
used to stare at him when he slept,
and wish for something that her mind
could not define. These inarticulate
folk are sorely put to it when they
want to pray One of our fisher
women in my own village was once
Watching her man and her two lads
trying to beat III against hard nor
westerly gale; she wanted, no doubt,
! to ask for aid, but she swore III tones
OF much dovoutncss At last, when
! the boat was catching 1t very badly
! in the final furry of cross seas, Peggy
showed her head in a rabbit hole. \
ncighbor touched her. She said:
"Whist you BANKED improper sub
stantiyc, Avs prayint' The men
were ali drowncd and they came on
the sands by and by, bat the woman
sad not another word. She laid the
lads out herself aud when last saw
her did not asl; her views Of life.
Well, Sal did not know what to do;
she walked the floor night after night,
and on one gray, bad evening a some
thing struck her; she knclt down be
side Flop, and he reached for her,
Then Sal knew what was coming, and
hand seemed to catch her hand.
Then there was q sound IN her throat
as of something breaking, and size
crieG, Don't. don't, My pretty my
pretty! Don't die, don't. OH Lord,
don take him. Don't take my little
kid. There amt such another in the
street. OH, Lord. they says how you
was good TO the kids. Don't take
mine. My pretty, my pretty, don t,
don't DIE Bat Flop had gone while
Sal was crying. and She lit candle
and looked at him all night after she
had put him out on 4 tablccloth,
Then, at dawn, she went wandering
till the sun came up high, and then
an idea struck her. She entered the
flash public house and SAID: Il see,
sir, you employs IA few women nights
for the extra plate washin'; hand me
a sovrin and I'll work it out that way.
My kids dead. and | wants to put him
away where I'll know" So the land
lord laughed at the joke. and lent her
the pound. 1t was worth it to have
such a yarn to tell, he said. And Sa
buried Flop, and she will 60 to that
grave until she enters the house tC
nope her life away until the finish.
There is law of compensation, but
you see, it didn't save Flop for his
quiet mother, and don't rightly know
where it comes in. Let any optimis
tell me how all the SAILS of this Lon
don city enjoy themselves.-L
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