Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1897-12-30
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But this squalid shanty, with it's
filthy surroundings. seemed like Il foul
ulcer upon its fair bosom.
Inc captain groAncd in the spirit.
He had no alternative but to bear this
nuisance or turn out the family-thr
first would wound his ideality, the lasr
would pain mis- bcnevolcncc In either
ease he must suffer something! All,
how many of the refined and sensitive
there are irlpalcd upon the horns of
the same dilemma. He instantly dc.
cidcd. rs i'll such cases AL noble minds
,!cciGc. He would bear the nuisance
MS long as possible, rather than intlict
suffering upon others.
Standing near the cabin was Joe, the
fisherman. He was Il tall. athletic,
swarthy. black-haired AIilesan, who,
from the resemblance he bore her,
might have been taken for his wifc's
brother. rather than her husband. But,
New York, June 10. - The wroll of
saddest sight of all, there on the dirty
door-sill, sat little Dancy. who seemed
penetrated with all the uglincss around
her. and her little face was uuiyerinw
with distaste
She was the first to see Captain Full
joy. and she started up and came to
meet him, saying:
Don't tome; 1t amt nice here"
No, my poor baby, it isn't" said the
captain, and then turning to the fish
erman. who had lounged up and took
off his hat in token of respect, inquired:
How is this. Drury? What have you
been doing to the cottage?'
But before the man could answer his
wife put her head out of the door and
replied:
Its only the briar bushes at the
windy's. your honor is naming; sure,
they only served to kape out the day
light and to breed insects, and they
arc better away entirely"
But the flowers and the grass?"
Och! sure your honors glory would
niver look to see the mther of a fam
lily wasting her time wild the flowers?
And sure Joe, the craychur, has enough
to do wild attinding to the boats"
but the heaps of unwholesome dirt
around! Surely
Och hone Your honor'S come here
only to find fault entirely. when my
heart is smashed to Smithcreens al
ready through THRIVING to kapc things
daccnt." said Judy, throwing her
apron over her head and preparing to
howl.
':Well. we'll there don't cry! I'll send
some of my people here tomorrow and
have the place cleaned, and then per-
haps you will be able to keep it in bet
ter order" said the good-natured old
man. And then he stopped and pattcd
the child on the head, and turned and
hurried from a spot where every sense
was panied.
Il am sorry for that poor baby
there! She is like a pearl on an ash
heap! l don't wonder she tries to get
away. Can she be their child? She
seems to be made of d ffercnt clay
porcelain clay; while they are made of
potter's earth" soliloQuiZed the old
man. obviously shaking his head, as
he sauntered on toward his own de-
lightful home
He kept his word, and in the morn
ing sent man and woman to the cab
in to put the premises in good order
again. But what was the use? in 4
fortnight it was as bad as ever. Rut
every day the little child strayed to the
mansion. She came so softly that the
captain would be unaware Of her pres
ence. until he happened to look up
from his book, and see her sitting still
upon the steps Of the porch, or upon
the footstool near his chair. And then
the content upon the little pale face
was good to see. She never spoke eX-
ccpt when spoken to; but seemed salts
fed only to sit upon that pleasant
porch and enjoy the beauty. music and
fragrance around her Sitting on the
nf hn r,o,,a1, che yyNJlII SO1nl-
times lean caressingly toward one OF
the rose trees that grew on each side
the entrance, and put up her little arm
and draw the blooming boughs loving
ly toward her face; but she never
plucked flower. The little birds were
not afraid Of her, but would light upon
her head as readily as upon a twig'
Ill-hcalth. ill-treatment. or depressing
surroundings had subdued in her the
joyous. restless, mischievous spirit or
childhood, but left the loving heart
still sweet. gentle and contiding.
why do you like to come up here
Daney?" the captain would sometimes
ask her.
''Tause it is so nice here was her
invariable reply.
Each day. when she had finished her
visit. she would disappear as silently
as she had come.
Judy no longer took the trouble to
come after her. or in any way inter-
fere with her visits to the porch
Since the child's presence at the man
sion gave no Offense to the captain
her absence from the cabin gave no
uneasiness to Judy.
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