The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1898-09-10

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AS they left the dusty town for the
beautiful country Liddy's spirits rose
higher.
Many times Mr.. Bowers got down
from his cart to pluck the brightly
colored posies that grew by the road
side, and which called forth her en-
thusiasm and admiration.
But Mr.. Bowers lived some dis
lance in the country, and at last the
little gathering tongue was still from
pure fatigue. And as it began to grow
dark the curly head dropped lower,
and she fell asleep; her little fingers
clinging to his brown, horny hand.
In taking the child Mr.. Bowers had
been actuated by the kindly impulses
of his nature, but as he neared home
he began to have some misgivings as
to how his wife would receive this new
claimant upon her care and love.
But he understood her disposition
pretty well, so he determined to trust
to his own tact, and to the womanly
instincts of her nature.
Certainly no one could be more
astonished than was Mrs. Bowers, when
her husband walked into tho house
with Liddy in his arms, who was still
sound asleep.
"It's the last place where I should
suppose you would bring more chill
dren, John," she said, sharply. II
hope you don't think of keeping her?"
"Of course not, my dear. She's a
poor little orphan that I've brought
home, to get her away from cruel
woman. I'll notify the town authori.
ties in the mornin', an have her taken
care Of. You can give her some supper,
can't you, an some sort of place to
sleep?"
81 hope Pm not so much of a
heather, John, as to be unwilling to
give poor child a bed and support"
Liddy was awakened and given a
supper Of new milk, fresh bread and
berries, such as she had never tasted
before.
Mrs. Bowers then improvised bed
for her in her own room, and having
seen the little head upon the pillow,
returned to the porch, where her hus-
band was smoking.
"What pretty little creature she
is" she said, "and SO gentle and low
ing"
Eyes; more's the pity! The poor
house is hard place for sich!'
"Dear--dear! what if it was one O.
our children, John?"
"Ah, to be suren' responded John
81 s'pose our chiIdren's as likely to b.
= left orphans as anyone's."
81 s'pose I'd better see the select
men this mornin'," said Mr.. Bowers
the next day, as he arose from the
breakfast table.
81 dun know as there's any partic'
lar hurry bout it." said his wife d
she glanced to where Liddy was play
ing out in the grass. "Let the poo
| thing stay for few weeks, until sh
gets a bit of color into her little pal
face"
'But she'll be such care to you
Mary"
ooh, as to that, where there's s.
many, one more don't make much dill
ference"
l "Then she's needing clothes"
0 81 can manage that easily. Mar
. has number of dresses that she
1 outgrown that'll just fit her.
| There was twinkle of satisfactlo
e in Johns eyes as he went to his work
e Good. honest man! He we'll knee
that the additional burden woul
t oblige him to work many more extr
. hours.
s And as time wore away "Liddy
grew nearer to the hearts Of both job
: and Mary, and was to them as the
e own daughter. So that when Unc
q James returned from California an
t sought and claimed her, only tt
thought of how much better he cou
IS do for her could make them willing
y relinquish her
Il "You are very rich, aren't yc
. uncle?"
/ 81 don't know what you would CO
rich, pussy" said Mr.. Dean, pinchil
the rosv cheek that was laid loving
to his. 81 have enough to make n
&c niece quite little heiress when
J die"
d "But 7 don't want you to die, and
u don't want to be an heiress; but L
want some of your money-not
~ myself, though"
u Laying down his papers, Mr. DEL
looked in surprise upon the swe
face that was lifted so earnestly to h
:. "What do you want it for, /
80 child?"
1 le "For my poor foster-father' L
~ lust had letter from my old hon
to and they are in great trouble. They
W had a great deal of sickness, and
T had to mortgage their place-and nj