Sullivan republican. [volume] (Laporte, Pa.) 1883-1896, 1891-09-11

good to hear.
'Is baby asleep, little mother2" the
voice said. And how near it was-so
near that the moustached lips touched
the baby's cheek, ard then
''How much she is like you-your
mouth and chin and hair. l believe she
will have your eyes, too. l wonder if
that is what makes me love her so2"
Love her! Who loved herr How
strange that some one should love her
And what was that about the eyes and
mouth and hair9
Liz beth got bit of looking glass,
crept close up to the grating where the
street lamps shone in and looked at her
self. 1t was wistful sort of face; the
mouth had a quiver in it, and the eyes
yes, they were gray, but not like
those other eyes. There was pathetic,
appealing look in them that made Liz
beth almost sorry for herself.
She put away the glass and tried to
WOO the fancies back, but they did not
come, and soon she fell asleep.
When she awoke the sun was shining
in her face and Bijou was mewing
loudly 'Liz'beth sat up, or tried to,
but she felt very strange. Her head was
light, and che laid it down again. Her
throat was sore and her lips were parched.
Dear me, she thought, "it must be
afternoon, and Bijou must be hungry.
| must get her some milk"
She took away the brick, but there
was no money there. Where had it
gomez Oh, she remembered now. She
had given it to Mag, and Mag had
struck her. She picked up the bit of
looking-glass. Yes, there was the mark
across her cheek. 1t was all black and
yellow, but the rest of her face was
white and thin. Bijou was thin, too,
and cried pitifully.
"rll go out and beg for you, Kitty;
you shan't be hungry"
When she got up Liz beth found that
she was very weak. She could hardly
stand, but she managed to get out on
the sidewalk. A woman noticed her
white face and gave her drink.
"What day is it9" asked 'Liz'beth.
saturday."
"Saturday2 Why, then I've been
asleep two days. Isn't that funnya No
wonder BIou is hungry. She must have
something to eat right away"
"Will you please give me penny,
sir2" she asked of some one who had
face which seemed kinder to her sl.an
that of most men.
"a perny9 Here you are" And
into her hand fell bright new nickel.
A man stood by the counter whom
Liz zbeth had never seen there before.
He was not like the othe other folks who
came there ordinarily. From long habit
the child glanced at his shoes. Yes,
they were patent leather, and the clothes
were not like those the baker wore. The
face was handsome one, in spite of the
fact that it was red and swollen and had
neither been shaved nor washed that
day
Liz beth forgot her hunger and stood
looking at him.
swell, little one, what do you think
of met | wouldn't take prize, would
II"
Iiz'beth started; there was something
about that voice. What was it2 "Your
mouth, your hair, your eyes-I wonder
if that is what makes me love her so2"
"Sir2" said 'Liz'beth, looking up
again.
81 didn't speak. You were talking
to yourself. What ais youl"
"Please sir, don't know. felt queer
when went to sleep, and l slept for two
lays, and hain't had nothin' to eat"
"Nothing to eat for two days! Well,
haven't had anything to eat for a
week -"
'Liz'beth looked at him. "Nothin'
% eat for week! Why, he must be
awful hungry" she thought.
She looked at the bright new nickel.
She turned it over in her dirty fingers.
Then she looked at the man again. He |
lad not taken his eyes off her.
Poor man, he does look awful
lungry," she said to herself. And then,
With sudden impulse, she held out her
precious money.
ga weeks lots worse'n two days. l
,au stan it a little longer, l guess, but
ID like cent to get some milk for
3ijou. M you can have the rest"
The stranger started. His dull eyes
'pened wide and something glistened in
hem.
"Why, you poor little beggar," he
aid, brokenly, and then he stopped.
Iere was lesson in giving which many
elf-rightohus ones might copy to ad-
"Did you think l didn't eat
because | hadn't money, babya"
The child looked at him in wonder.
'he knew of no other reason why people
idn't eat, aud her eyes widened still
nore when the strange man put his hand
Il his pocket and drew out big hand
III of silver.
"There,' said he, stake this and buy
barrel of milk ii you like. I'll take a
rink of milk, myself. 1t will be better
han what I've been taking for the past
en- days"
'Liz'bcth got her milk and pie. She
vas rich now. She hurried back to the
ellar. Bljou had ceased crying and lay
n the bit of old blanket in the corner
ute still.