Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-10-11
THREE SHORT STORIES.
They Are From Real Life and They Will
Interest You.


THREE SHORT STORIES.
They Are From Real Life and They Will
Interest You.
New York Star, October 81
Here are three little stories from real
life that came to light at that keyhole of
America, the Barge Office, yesterday.
Tina Agustofsky, Polish girl of eight
cen, came over from Hamburg ON the
steamer Suevia Saturday to find her
father. He came to New York two years
ago and found work at his trade, tailoring,
at A Essex street, where he made enough
to support himself, to send a generous re-
mittance weekly to his wife and daughter
in the old country and to lay by the money
that was to bring them over to his new
home Zina and her mother were happier
than they had ever been in their lives be-
fore and made all sorts of little savings to
hasten the day when they might sail to
join their dear one.
Eight months ago the remittances and
CHEEKY letters suddenly stopped, and,
though the two women wrote letter after
letter over here, not line of an
swer or news did they get. So, three
weeks ago it was decided that what was
left of their little store should be used by
Zina in finding her father. She had
eighteen marks left in her pocketbook
when she boarded the steamer, but she
either lost it, or had it stolen during the
the trip, and landed at the Barge Office
penniless. When she told her story that
excellent organization, the United He
brew Charities, interested itself in the case,
and sent to Essex street to inquire for
Agustofsky. They found that he had
dropped dead at his work, of heart disease,
last January, and, as he had always been
reticent and retiring sort of man, none of
his fellow-workmen knew Of his people,
and therefore did not send any news of his
death. NJ. Reinharz, of the charities, was
deputed to tell the news to the girl yester-
dry, but could not bring himself to do it
when he caught sight of her, sitting, wild
eyed and anxious, behind the grating of
the immigrant pen. He will bring lady
down with him this morning to break the
sorrowful story to her as only woman can.
Both of Carl Helber's parents died in
Knowna, Germany, about year ago, and,
although his uncle took him in and cared
kindly for him, Carl was not comforted
and pinned for his only brother, Victor,
who had gone to America six years before.
Carl is but twelve years old, but he is a
sturdy little chap, and he is determined to
go to America and find his brother with
out troubling anybody else. So he worked
hard all summer, then put his small gains
with the contents of his savings box, and
found he had Just enough money to get to
New York. He had no idea as to the ex-
act part of the New World in which Vic
tor lived and he did not dare ask his
dncle for fear of being thwarted in his
venture; but he concluded ''the good Lord
would help out little orphan boy like
him." and started on his quest fortnight
ago.
He came over on sie Augusta Victoria,
that reached here Atn Bremen Friday
night, and as he ha 10 money and could
not tell where his brother lived, he was
put in the detention pen for time. He
was looking disconsolately about the place
yesterday morning, and just beginning to
entertain wish that he had waited in
Knowna till he had grown larger. when
his eyes lighted on a familiar face and
form, and his little heart almost jumped
out of his throat.
"Victor, mein Victor he screamed SO
loudly that the busy hum of the place
ceased, and a tall, well-dressed young man,
who was making his way through the
crowd, stopped at the call and turned his
face incredulously in its direction. The
next moment he had his little brother in
his arms and was laughing and crying over
him in way that made even the blase
doorkeeper feel "choky-like."
And this was the reason that Victor
happened to be in the Barge Office yester-
day, (the only time he had visited the
Battery since he landed at Castle Garden
six years ago. A friend, Elias Workman
by name, that he had made in this coun-
try, had gone back to the Fatherland for a
visit, and had come back on the same
steamer with little Carl. He was going on
to Philadelphia, and had telegraphed
Victor to meet him at the Barge Office and
say, =" How are you" Victor had come to
meet him, and had met his brother too.
Carts belief in the Lords kindness to
little fellows is firmer than ever, and the
smile that divided his chubby face when
the crowd cheered him as he started with
his brother for his Brooklyn home was
sight to see.
The steerage passengers OF the steamer
Sorrento, that came in yesterday morning,
included Rachel Greenberg, remarkably
handsome middle-aged Jewess, and two Of
her children, boys of FIVE and ten respect
lively. She had come over to take up her
abode with her two sons, Charles and
Simon, who had landed at Castle Garden
three years ago with little more than the
clothes on their backs, and who now own
a paving mattress store in Broome street.
The young men, both well dressed and
prosperous-looking, were at the Barge
Office from daybreak, and were at the
front of the waiting crowd when the Sor-
rento's passengers came in. They had
brought big basket of California grapes
down with them for their mother ard a
box of candy for the youngsters, and
handed over the gifts as soon as the first
glad greetings were over.
In the detention pen, just behind where
the meeting tool, place, were a score of
Polish Jews who had landed Saturday, but
whose people, through some mistake or
other had not arrived to take them away.
The happiness of the little group before
them was too much for their anxious and
worried condition, and they began weeping
and wailing with one accord, as if they
were all to be Immediately executed. Mrs.
Greenberg, whose own eyes were wet with
tears, (of Joy, thought heard the row and
her motherly heart went right out to her
unfortunate people. She took the fruit
and candy and distributed it lavishly to
the detained ones, with accompanying
words of comfort, whereupon their weep
ing ceased, and as the Greenbergs moved
away they saw q score of happy faces
beaming at them from behind the bars,
and heard dozen scores of good wishes
for long and happy life in their new
home,
CHILDREN who are troubled with worms
may be quickly relieved by giving them
Dr. ]. H. McLean's Liquid Vermifuge. 1t
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