The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1896-09-12

Arch. holding up the flowers. only look
what I have got, An Sngel gave them
70 ne, A very angel. with hair like the
sunshine. and q Blue f-ock. all real SIKH
And have got NY pocket fun OF PEN
niles. and you shall have an orange.
mother. and eve. 50 many nice little
things beside. See. mother DEAR"
He displayed a handful OF coin. but
she did not notice him. He looked az
her through the gloom OF the twilight,
and a feeling OF terrible ave stole over
/ him. he crept 70 her side and touched
\ her cheek with his finger. IL was cold
as ice A mortal Psllor oyers7read his
I face. the pennies and the iowers rolled
I UNDECIDED 10 the floor
Dead, dead, Ny mother is dead"
Z he cried.
lie did not display any OF the passion
ate grief which j. natural 20 childhood
there we're no tears in his feveTish
eyes. He took her cold hands in his
own. and stood there all night long,
smoothing hack the beautiful hair and
talking 20 her a. one would talk 10 a
sick child
Il vas thus that Nat Miller found him
the next morning Nat was a little
older than himself street sweeper.
also. She and Arch had always been
good friends. tayy sympathized with
each other when bad luck was on them.
and they cheerpd Justify when fortune
smiled.
"Hurrah. Arch cried Mat. as she
burst into the room. 1t rains again.
and We shall get a harvest, Good
gracious. Arch, is-your-mother-
dead?"
Hush said the boy. putting down
tie cold hand; i have been trying TO
warm her al night. 5ut its no use.
Only Jus, feel how like ice my hands
are. wish was as cold all over. and
then they would let me- stay with my
mother"
oh. Arch cried the girl. sinking
down beside him on the desolate hearth.
It's a hard world 20 live in. Won
der H. when folks Ne dead. they have
10 sweep cross iugs. and be kicked and
be cuffed round by old grandmas when
they don't get 10 pennies II they
don't then / wish I was dead. too.
Arch
Il suppose It's wicked. Mat. She used
TO say So She told me never 10 get I
tired o. waiting for Gods own time
her very words. Mat Well. now her
slime has come. and an al slone-all
alone, Oh. mother-mother,' He
threw himself down before the dead
woman. and his form shook with emo
ton. but not tear came 20 his eyes.
Only that hard. stony look OF hopeless
despair Mat crept up 20 him and took
his head In her lap. smoothing softly
the matted chestnut hair
Don't take OF so. Arch. don't" she .
cried. the tears running down over her !
sunburnt face "Illl De 4 mother 10 We. /
Arch, I Will indeed, know I'm lit 4
tie brat but love YOU. Arch. and some F.
time. when we get bigger. I'll marry f.
YOU. Arch and we'll live in the country.
where there's birds and flowers. and it's
jus, like the park an round. Don't
feel so. don't
Arch pressed the dirty little hands
that Ggue.eI about h'm-for. next 20
bis mother. be loved Mat
FL viii 90 ont now and cal. some
BODY. size said, there's Mrs. Hill and
Peggy Sullivan. If she amt drunk.
Either OF them VIII come" And a few
later Tie room was filed with
the rude ueishbors
They did not think 70 necessary 10
call q coroner. She had been ailing for
a long tire. Hear, complaint. the
said-aud she had probably
died IN one o. those spasms 10 which
she was subject So they Z
ROBBED her for the grave. and when all
was done. Arch stole in and laid the
DinEs and roses on her breast.
"Oh, mother, mother he said. bend
ing over her 10 agony. she sent them
10 you and you shall have them, I
thought they would make YOU so hap
by! Well. maybe they will now! Who
can tell?"
The funeral was a very poor one. A
kind city missionary prayed over the
and the hearse was followed
10 Potter's Field only by Mat and
\rch-ragged and tattercd, but sincere
nouruers