Bisbee daily review., 1903-06-23
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waving golden hair-jrst the kind af child fond mother would love to have nesting at her side and ciothe in 6ain- v. childish garments. But Nellie had so mother to earess her-no tender. lov- tng hand to smooth her tangled cCTls. Her homa was a garret in a slun,, and her mother had died years ago. when Nellie was tiny blue eyed baby. And now her only friend was roguishrit :le Irish lad, who. with his merry davk eyes and laughing face. had won her heart more than a year ago. wheh one bleak November day some rougE street boys had wantoniy upset Ter basket of tewers, and Mike had stzr- diiy come to the rescue, scattering the offenders left and right with flourish of his muddy broom.
 Ever since that memorable day Mike had been enshrined as a hero in N.k lies heart. They were always togeG,ef m their leisure hours.
 Mike never tired of listening to her stories and her songs and would beg aSais and sgain for just one riore,- ais dark eyes growing wide and "a. disnt as Nellie sang Of the streets of gold and of the joys which awaited the children in ''tte kingdom caEed home
 "FDv can We get there. Ssnie7'' he questioned eagerly one day. Do you khow tie wayT"
 N2iiie shook hci head little sadly.
 We can't fnd put the way cnril we Is1 .Eo1vn will come and taks our hand and show US the way"
 Mikes saucy face grew grave.
 Il wish we could go, Nellie-you and me" he whispered You could sing there. Nellie. without policemen wiling IS 60 move on. couldn't you7" Then ,axiously. as new thought occurred. ''IheEe won't be no policemen there Nellie, will tbereT'
 Another shake of the golden head
 ~Of course not. Mike yhere'n be no need of them. Everybo1y's good and appy up there O,i. Mike, thiuk st it.- chipping her thin little heDds.
 Nike watched his little comradc's shining eyes and radiant face aud fc.' h strange sinking at his heart ss he pot;ced how fragile the E.tle arso had become and heard the short. Qu!es cough which cssle from tbe pale lips ever and anon. Was Nellie going ts a;e and leave himy he wondered vague g An. how drcary life woaid be with spt beri A quick sob rose in bis th-sat. and he brushed his szuali. rough hard reeoi1teiy across his eyes
 All that night Nellie's little wan facs haunted hfEn- banshing sleep from his 1es. At length. as he Lay tossing en he heap of straw which formed his bed. c k.fiiiact Idea entered his curly head Nellie must so 10 the sea. He hsd heard of wonderful cures which a change of akr fad wrought. There was TEa, the lame boy. at the eud of ths eourt-why. he hsd not been like ths same chisd since that three weeks ysdt te Margate And old Joe. the shos- maker, was never tired cf telling how the fresh, pure air had made a new ssn'' of hinn. Yes, Nellie uust certain ' go to the sea. and he, Nike. must 6nd the money. Tts settled. he teiI asleep.
 Early and late the little fellow sol,sd carefully hearfung every hiifperny hs couid save. running errsnds. sweeping crossings. selling papers counting no abcr too muc5 which brought sn adsii- ion to his treasured hoard. i..
 Meanwhile the bright summer dayu melted Into autumn. tine sunshine fad .d- to give place to chilling winds and lamp nists. All tbss did not tend to improve Sellie's cough. 4 bright spot # vivid color burned on the white face, md the bise eyes shore wt:h unnatural oriihancy.
 Mike noted the change with great satisfaction.
 You're getting such a resy rses. Eelir' he exclaimed gladly. And your gyes shine Hse two big stars. There'n be no need of street lamps socn.r h. added. with true frisl gaflantry.
 Nellie smiled the sweet. patient smile wfsch Mike loved 60 dearly. She would not pain him by telling of the sfespess nights and tort0ring cough, ot tne strange, chilly feeling at her heart and the weary aching 0f her wasted limbA
 With t.-at divine unse.ashress which eharacterizes some natures she bro veiy strove to hide from him the true stats of affairs and would still try to tea night after night. in faint, weak tones, the story they both loved SD well
 One cold winter night. when the snow was softly falling. covering the muddy streets with a pure white man tie. Mike crept to the oh familiar cor ner to heac yet once again ''the old sweet tale7
 Gear and bright were NeiIie's blue eyes. s=S softly her ,ew voice rose and fell as Sic told in tender accents of the fadeless flowers and the golden threshold where children were ai- ways at play" And eagerly Mike Iis- tered. taking the little chilled hands is both his own, but soon ''her voice be- gan to faiter. her face grew wsn ane pale,' the golden head dropped wearily. and over the bright eyes a thick mis- sssGned to fall Mike grew frightened
 kallie, NeIlier' he cried breathless Y. y.Are you III? Oh. Nellie. me OWE darfQ speak to meT
 Th0ed sweet smile Gfckered for sn instant around the pale lips
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