The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-12-25

I have no money with which to buy one.
either So you will have to bear the in
convenience my dear And the poor
girl thought she heard her mother Sob
bling.
Don't weep, mother! You will make
yourself worse said the little girl, and
she flew to her mother and placed her
arms endearingly round her neck.
II don't know whatever will become
of US, child, now that I am so i'll and
weak
81 can work." said the heroic maiden
of six years.
But Mrs. Fillmore made no answer
unless the deep, painful sigh she drew
was answer enough.
when is father coming homer" que
ried little Emily for the thousandth
time.
"Ah, child, I do not know. Don't
speak of it. I'm afraid I shall not live
to see him again.
But, mother, you said he was COM
ing soon. I have never seen my ia
ther," said the girl sorrowfully. Il
would like him to kiss me and call me
his own pretty little girl
Would you, my pet?" said the fond
child's golden locks.
Emily knew nothing Of the disgrace
which had come to them through the
apparent indiscretion of her father. Her
mother had wisely kept the disagreed
BILE facts from the knowledge of her
child, although she had to concoct 9TH
er stories to satisfy the reasoning pow
ers of Emily with regard to Mr.. Phil
more's absence.
James Fillmore had robbed his en-
ployers of 5000 and had disposed of ESQ
of it before he was apprehended; so
said the court which tried the case.
James Fillmore protested his limo
cence, but in vain. The court thought
it would be very unnatural for a guilty
man to do otherwise, and he was sem
fenced to ten years imprisonment.
Mrs. Fillmore / I'd found that to earn
her own living was a hard task, but
she had learned to rely on the strength
of her own arm, and had succeeded in
earning enough for her daughter and
herself of modest fare. The hope had
always been cherished by her that she
would continue to keep her strength to
work for her child until the demands
of English justice were satisfied and
uGI HuSUdIlu Tree. oIlG Ildu never IOOh-
ed beyond that hope-a hope which
seemed to shed a luminous ray on the
future and to cast its light also on the
present to sustain her. To know her
husbands character, to be justified in
the light of all criticism and in the
shadows of all uncharitable suspicion,
was her one aim, her one aspiration.
She had prayed that the interminable
windings in the whole affair might be
unraveled, and she had faith to believe
that her prayer would be realized.
But now in her weakness of body her
mind was in a channel of despair.
With intense agony of soul she cried
out:
20 God, give me strength until the
end! Let me not die until 1 see his
face-the face of an honest man in the
sight of heaven, but in the eye of the
world a thief"
| Poor Emily was startled by these
| cries of anguish repeated again and
again, and feeling sure that something
| was radically wrong called in a neigh
| Dor.
Cheer up" said the kindly neighbor.
God will not leave you comfortless.
| Remember, our extremity is Gods op-
portunity.'
You are a kind, good woman, Mrs.
Smith," said Mrs. Fillmore in feeble
tones. You have always been COM
| fort to me. If it had not been for your
| CHEEKY presence and counsel I would
have despaired long ago. But it is
hard-the cross is too heavy to bear
the relieving officer-the workhouse-
dead" shrieked the poor woman in de-
lirium.
''She is wandering" murmured Mrs.
Smith Then, turning to Emily, she
said: Your mother is i'll. Have you
no candIe?'
mo, Mrs. Smith Mother cannot buy
any"
Poor thing" she sighed. II cannot
| afford it, but I'll fetch one"
Mrs. Smith brought light, and that
light revealed to her a sudden and mel
| ancholy change in the woman who had
borne her trouble with such fortitude
| Poor woman! She has worked her
self to DEATH said Mrs. Smith sympa-
| thetically. Mrs. Fillmore was put to
| bed, and DR.. Montrose-popular with
both rich and poor-was sent for, and
| he pronounced Mrs. Fillmore, in usual
medical phraseology, to be seriously
! i'll indeed"
CHAPTER III-THE CONFESSION.