Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1892-01-20
IN AFTER YEARS.

BlOssy was five years oil that wintry
morning and her birthday gift was a
coral necklace with a diamond clasp. \
pretty trihe, and costly one, for Bios
sy's father was a millionaire.
Mounted on the cushion of velvet
chair, the dainty little lady surveyed
herself in the great pier mirror, clasp
ing and unclasping the necklace about
her dimpled neck with all child's
delight over the poSsessi IN of new
toy.
The voice of the fo0tman from the
hall attracted her attention.
mo, sir" he was saying, emphati-
cally; nothing here for tramps or beg
gaTs. Take yourself off,
I'm not tramp or a beggar," re-
piled a plalntive voice. al never
begged before In my life; but my
mothers 30 sick, and the baby is freez-
ing"
mo maLttr-tley all tell that tale
be OIL" cried the aristOcratic foot
man, and the hall door closed with
bang.
DiUssy nopped from her percn Ike
sparrow, and was at the front WIN
dow in breath, pressing her rosy
face and golden curlS against the plate
glass.
1t was showing, and n keen wind
WAS blowing, and down below on
the marble steps little boy stood,
sobbiug as il his heart would break.
Blossy could see him through the
glass, and her sapphire eyes dilated
with childish wonder. She dropped
her pretty cOrals and Jugged with all
the might of her two fat arms at the
heavy EIsh.
Up it went at last, and the snow came
whirling in, almost taking away her
breath.
But Blossy did not mind the snow;
she faced it bravely, and leaning out,
pesred down at the little wanderer be-
low.
little boy, what's the matterP"
The child, shiverlng in his threaGbare
garments. and dreading to go forth in
10 the wintTy storm, started up in
Rmszement at the sound of the little
blrd-like voice. Looking up, framed
Ike rare picture in the lofty window
OF the grand Fifth avenue mansion, lie
saw BlOs5y'5 rosy face and hoSsy
eurls.
Little boy" she cried again,
"what do you want. What makes you
cry?"
81 am hungry, and my mothers
sick, and we've NO money TO buy any
thing TO eat, and the baby's freezing,
cause we've got no fire, sobbed theli
tie boy.
BlOssy's pearl white brow contracted
In thoughtful frown. What could she
do to relieve the little sufferer. Her
oh
ate. If papa only were at hOmel But
he was of at the great store on Broadway,
and BlOssy's lady mother, lOunging in
her elegant bOudOir, with a French
romance in her hand, was not the wo-
man TO take Al intere,t in a street beg
Far, BlOssy's childish instinct told
her this; she had no idea of applying
70 mamma. 4 dim thought of making
sIsld on the pantry and the coal-bin
nlled her curly head, AMI with an en-
phStc You wait little boy, she bound
90 down from the window.
The coral necklace, gliLtering on the
turkish rug, attracted her at-en-
lion. She caught it up with cry OF
childish delight and flew back TO tine
window,
Here - little boy" she cried, "this
my birthday gift, and papa said it
cost ever and ever so much; do you run
And Sell II back, and you'n get heaps o.
money, and then Your mother WON'T
s'srVt, and the baby wOH'E rreeZ2."
ana down thrOdgh tie white, whirl-
lna snow, flashed the jawcled necklace,
aut iell tlnSlIng Oh the marble steps
- tue boys feet. lie picked 1t up, and
.aI'eu LIS eyes IN bewillered way 10
'ue sweet face above hun.
nun, sait B. B.ossy; "run, 1 say,
.ua sell 1t back, and buy something
Iot your mother. You may have it,
mind,n
enc heard the nursery maid approach
;ns' anu beat aprecipltate retreat, leav-
'ne WINDOW open, and the snow
no. 'tlh2 ini and the little boy below,
~, Ts ,AnoWing what else to do, closed his
t, u, Drown fingers over the costly
speed. WIN 'ii po'''oi0
Inc merchants sumptuous dinner
over, aud he sat in his princeIy
aassnng-room, nc with the evening pa
~ Oelore him. His wife, in her satin
divan. o'''ie" upon s'iNeh
,ny Blossy came tip-toeing down from the
door. ~ ''ei sunny Heau III at the !
uITsIpa, may comein?n
Asr, ,nS, yes, ptt;" replied the mer-
Lst S.,. I've been expecting you this |
her S, d. interposed the mother, from |
10 vou An, IL blossy's in disgrace. What |
lssrf sn suppose she did to-day, my |
" 'as gave that lovely necklace to !