The daily morning Alaskan., 1903-10-08

breakfast table. while m summer ne would bring them from the garden Que June morning when his JaeQue- mlnot and American Beauty roses oi which he was very proud, were h bloom he went out to gather the usual supply Cor the breakfast table What was hhs horror at seeing that several of the younger bushes had been torn up by the roots and taken away.
 An. these rescals who live about here" he exclaimed. there are not suough prisons to contain them! VIII ratch tonight myself with a gun No; the earth appears to>have been out D. sautiy disturbed. The plants must have oeen stolen early ths morning, dsubt- less for the flower market' As he spoke be saw a little girl taI scross bis broad acres climbing over lhs tenea. It was difficult for her to do so. bor n each hand she he4d roo9- pash.
 -srhe hratr exclaimed Chrord -Shs be in a reformatory befOro tomogro" night. or Tu resign my citisenship
 He ran to rhe feDce and climbed tE The nctis g'ri had disappeared down he road but be Fan hll hs caught .lgbt of her; thea to disuover Whsro she dispOsed of hls wares Do shadoWod her. A mile from bis place was a een- etery. Into this the child turned and walked toward portion used by the poorer classes. Clifford wus surprised and followed her cautiously to see what she would do. She stopped at freshly made grave and, seoopinE hole In the rounded earth with her Sn- gers begnn Co plant one Of the rose bushes. Hearing CnGocd's stop behind her. she turned. then cowed Ike the guilty one she was
 You nttle thief! I've got you. and m teach you not 10 steal There are chidren's prisons where they will get the badness Out of you
 The criaglng child Oast frightened gklnce up at him.
 You're very young O be h su0h business. How old are your'
 s91."
 And who pays you for ste1kng rose bushes and planting them on graves
 "N0 one"
 No ops? Do you mean 70 teA ms that you are doing lt for funS'
 Ifs for mamma. Sue vas litd ttrsre yesterday. Shs was sick lsnS ums- She was SO fond of flowers. Eyery day I ussd Co beg few from a flower gtore near by. The flower man was co gOod to ne. He used to give ms some Of those that were nearly faded But ] didn't think he couid spare rosebushss' Hes not rich enough. I saw yours from the road and thought how mamma would Ike to have them bloom over her.
 The child burst into @ food of tears
 For.ths Arst tlme ln Milton ClHToCd's Hrs it was brought home Co him that the humaa heart beas Alke in the rich and the poor. Was not the mother of his own children delicate, and might Do not loss her? Suppose that abe were a poor woman and there were none but stolen rosebushes for hs utre Edth' the same age as this chlld, to plant on her grave. In a twinkllng the old CtH- ford passed away, and n tue bosom of tue new thls child In stealing his bush es to plant on her mothers grave Bad lmbedded a live truth. A cemetery at- tendant came sauntering up ths path, a short pipe between bis lips, spade on hls shoulder.
 Come here. called Clifford.
 The man recognized ths rich oWnsr of the beautiful place down the road and buried toward him. touching hh bat.
 Plant these rosebushes for the httie giFl" he said, ''then 60 to my garden get more and plant them aiso,' He slipped a coin into the mans hand then turned 10 the little girl
 -My child, have you eaten your breakfastT'
 '.NO, sir I haven't any broabfsst to eat"
 Come with Lie."
 Taking her dirty little hand In his, he led her to his home and. placing her at Q table, ordered food set before her and watched her satisfy a hunger that had not been appeased since her mothers death. Then. directing his housskeeper Co cloths her in some of Edlth's gar meuts, he went upstairs to his wife's room.
 Amy" be said ''rosebushes were taken from the garden this morning, and caught the thief
 'T'm sorry for that You'll send hlp to prison. What did you 60 with himr
 Tt was not a be; bat she, a child just Edlth's age. I brought her home and gave her a good breakfast"
 -why. 0fllton,T exclaimed the wife. with a pleased surprise, "how did you come to do thatr'
 "she stole them to place on Rer mOth- CTS grave. I thought SuppOse-sup- pose we should lose you and there were no roses for Edith to place"- His voice grew thick. .'There's breakfast" ho blurted suddenly, dashlng away from what he had been saying. Let's go dLWn.@ F. A. MITCHEL.
 Good Old V hisky