The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1906-01-19


| to the child she said coaxingly: "Neb-
| Der mind honey, nanny an Uncle
Luke gwine car you home," and she
began TO wrap her ragged shawl over
| the little visitor, murmuring all the
while: "Jes erlike Miss Alice fur all do
wurll-Got her berry blue eyes. an o.
golden ha'r!"
A little later the two old darkeys
were on their way to the mansion,
bearing their precious burden. Along
the white road they trod, their bundled
feet making huge tracks In the newly
fallen snow, till on the hill among some
fine old lombardies, their lost home
blazed out in old-tims splendor. Some
servants were searching the grounds
with lanterns, and Just then a lady
with golden hair like the child's came
out OF the front door, and when she
saw the old darkeys with their bundle
between them ran out crying:
"Oh, my darling! my poor lost child
where have you been? We have been
searching everywhere for our baby!"
And taking the child In her arms, she
kissed It again and again, while every
body crowded around with questioning
glances.
Mamma, Use only p'ayed Use de
Chris mas Chile like 'ou wead me
bout an see-I foun' dose poor old
colored people we passed yesterday,
an q veal live nanny like 'ou use to
have!"
The child pointed to the two shiver-
lun laWLova u,ho ckord hosxy{1dnrAA In
the glare Of the open door; then taxi
ing them by the hands she led them in
the hall, down into the dining-ro0m
blazing with lights and decksd In
Christmas greens-the old dining-room
that had been as much lost to them
az though they had at one time really
owned It. Then as the family gath
cred eagerly around, she seated the
strange couple by the bright warm
fire; till suddenly as the light from the
chandelier shone on their faces, the
lady with the golden hair ran to them
crying:
"Uncle Luke! and dear old mann
my!" and falling on the old negress'
lap she threw her arms around her
still crying: Nanny, l have found you
at last! don't you know met"
Miss Alice! oh, my Cord! an cum
back to do manshul!" Both Of the
old darkeys had now recognized the
young mistress Of their far back days,
and held out their arms crying tor
Joy:
NANNY, dear old nanny and I'm
Gle Luke our faithful old carriage driY-
er!" Miss Alice looked from one
ragged darkey to the other, laughing
and crying by turns, while their faces
shone with such radiance In the Are
light that everybody laughed and cried
too.
What o happy Christmas It turned
out to be after all. Back ct the old
mansion with their own white people!
could they be dreaming? The clock
In the great hall struck twelve and the
lights were still blazing among the
evergreeus, and the fire upon the
hearth sputtered and sparkled as cheer
lily as ever; while nestled among the
pines, far away under the hills, tho
little cabin was dark and dreary, But
."saammy" dean In the mysteries Of ap-
ple-roasting for Uncle -IMke: sAsead.h
poker, and the demijohn near by,
had no time to think Of its dreariness
now.
The little Christ Child tucked in her
tiny bed was not forgotten. Many
tears and kisses fell on her baby lips
that night, as she slept and dreamed
OF the Christmas morn that was fast
breaking over the sleeping earth.