Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1892-12-08
Ehafr pitifl,ily and staring hard at the
bright spring sky to clear a mist from

Iihair pitffhily and staring hard ut tlIe
bright spring sky to clear mist from
his own eyes.
81 do not know, Perc," patting the
wrnklcd yellow face to comfort him.
Childhood is quick to appreciate. "But
we will hope it is not true, eli, Pcreoo
smiling brightly.
Next morning bctimcs Pcrc wheeled
Chrsta TO the apothecary's on Canal
street. Dir. Pilot was a good old soul
with kindest heart but an old-fashion-
cd skill Pcre lie Bonheur did not
know this, and it seemed wise to con-
iide his child to 81 safe man who had
long experience" The chccry doctor
made Jest of the examination to quiet
the inttcring baby heart. When it
was over he sent his assistant to buy
some bonbons, while he kept the pref
y one , on his knee tapping her mito
OF hand softly against his large
palm.
well. lie Bonheur," he said in his
big voice, the easel is hopeless" Then
he explained the matter in Latin
words that no one understood, which
made it all the more dreadful
1 p't iutdu. ASKED tUc fearful Oh
clerk with pleading look.
Yes. that's about it! Your little
girl will never take a STEP"
The doctor confessed aftcrward that
he had no idea young children COM
prehcnd so well. Poor bachelor, he
had none of his own to teach him bet
ter. AT his words Christa's brown
eyes grew wide with tears and her lin
quivered painfully. She held her arms
to Pcrc, who gathered her to his bosom,
his little dove with its broken wing,
and went out of the apothccary's shop
Will: a sob in his throat. They had
forgotten the sugar plums.
After this the lamencss was never
mentioned. Pcrc sometimes caught
her looking at the small ncighbors who
ran in TO play and felt his heart burst
inc at the wistful eyes. but She always
answered his touch upon her head
with happy face. He took her foran
airing whenever he could spare time,
and she always shared his crrands of
kindness. One Sunday morning after
mass, when she was nearly eleven,
they went To the charity hospital with
Il bag Of fruit for little girl who had
been run over by Il milk cart.
he Young surgeon in charge looked
earnestly AT the '-insome Christa in
her vince. chair and asked Prrc:
Your li,,lc daughter has the hip
discasc?"
u do not know. monsieur,n he re-
piled. doctor Pilot tells me it can
not be cured"
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a,,f,n ,:i.I ,bn vdn. ,''',5 - III .' 'he
NJ w.. ,,s,t;., - ~ IN n',' ;sni'!!
man . ~ ~ '''e w.. tS.i'.i9ieFs
- ~ me come '''" see IL 'hcfel Is
-" % ,..''s,'N
No"''! ''e 'hiN 100 gao. ana
n. -" - 2So't 'n"''o i case OF con@ehl'ai
w, n'aM';'.> p' '"e ankles winch could
nc assisted II not cured. But the pa
ai :,, mus !. 20 to New York. Perc de-
80 ~ 9H'u'i DC. ne scrapeu and
Pihe'se" Tor the money ana it was
10Y, nearly a year since she had left
MN. hTis'mas eve. her birthrisnt,
s nau fn h: around ana she was away
~! IRON MN me nrSt time IN her life.
ms was why pere had visited her
room, ss anu ''nns up her 'lny stockings
!" 1Hepie ei.oft 10 cheat himself INTO
some h,mS IKE the happiness OF last
en- '''t ne buried MS lace deeper
III IN, riit empty arms ana moanca aloud.
- Nc "oot opened suddenly anu he
lali I" sou ,';'h"S ABOUT MS meek
"'u '''''p cheek pressed MS. damp
VII, IN so'''r'iihS hot ram.
ere, icfe. zen the winesomc voice
W, ~, -, huhTefih" hear'. y m come.
anu m Wen anu can walk like any