Evening journal., 1897-05-10


NO, I've telephoned all the statit's.
Some one thought they saw him down |
here What shall 1 do?'
The face of the big, rough man
worked sympathetically
III kape me eyes open cz go along
home, menf," he said; IAN mebby I'll
see tn little feller. Tut, nowl What il
'twore me. own little Tim? He's just
four years old, the rascal an 'twad kill
liz mother, shure. All, but it's wearyin'
an comfortin to tn heart, mem, the
children bez."
The way grew more squalid as they
kept on toward the Beach. On door
step young woman sat holding a lit
tie child, and looking anxiously down
the street.
Have you seen a little boy?' the
older mother began, and again the sad
little tale was told.
NO" said the other woman; 'but
hope you'll find him. lady. know how
you feel. Me hearts sore over me own
little joey, here, and me man away look
ing for worruk The baby is that sick!
an jim, me other lad, he gone for med
icine 1 don't know what's keeping
him."
Let me see the baby;" and the
mother, whose little one lay dead at
home reached out her jeWclcd hands.
The child was placed in her arms
'NYhy, he is very ill indeedl" she cN-
claimed. The little ones face was livid.
The baby's fingers were clutched over
each tiny thumb, and the tiny body shiv-
cred convulsgely.
WHY'S mother eyed the little form
knowingly. "The child should be put
into a warm bath at once, she said.
The three women entered the house
and busted themselves over the sick
baby. She whose child was lost found
battered kettle and put water TO heat
over the single-burner lamp. The other
one undressed the little form, while the
wee sufferers mother stood wringing
her hands in helpless pain.
They worked rapidly, tenderly; but
it was nearly an. hour before the terri
BILE commissions were over and the baby
was resting on the bed
God bless you, ladiesl" the poor
woman cried. as she saw relief creeping
over the drawn face; 'you have saved
= my baby's life!"
"But oh, my own little boyl" and
> the other mother hastened to the door
1T is quite dark and / do not know
= where he is"
:. "Sure, lady, the good God will nevei
= let your baby be lost!" but the tw'
strangers were gone.
:. "Oh. where viii he sleep to-night?'
2 murmured WHY'S mother "Youi
= boy is safe with God, but where, wher
r is mine?"
- Up the street an older boy came tear
= ing "Mammal Mammal" he cried
- while yet afnr Oft; "a policeman
found Willy and taken him home!'
~ "Oh, thank God!"said she who's
y child was with the l-Father-"than
Godl" but the other could not speak
7 1t was a triumphal progress back
= the more aristocratic quarter.
n They've found yer bebby. ma'am,
u a street urchin cried, who was callin
papers on the street corner. a Mex
n can tamale vender volunteered the sam
+ information in broken English, and !
" the next block n woman threw open
i. window and leaned forward.
a. "a policeman took your little DO
home, madaml" she called, ioyfully.
Near home a gleeful band of chi
10 dren met them.
n "He's found-he's found!" and tn
- chorus rang throughout the neighbo
Ie hood.
ne The two mothers kissed tenderly an
parted. AS the younger one turned
o. enter her childless home her eyes wei
n swimming with the first tears she ha
shed that day; but they were tears
,g thankfulncss.
1e On the doorstep of the other nome
man stood, holding q child in his arm
"We've got him." he called. quiclSl
"a ms he bent to kiss his wife; and th'
he his arms closed tightly around the
both.
~ 80, Willy!" he said, chow could yC
Il frighten us so? Why did you do it?"
Id The curly head was raised and Il
blue eyes opened in surprise.
m "Why. papa" said the little voic
vc 'Mary said they wuzzent any or'ng
or for dinner. an / went out to buy some
of IN. y. Independent.
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