The Sauk Centre Herald (Sauk Centre, Minnesota), 1867-11-14

              VOLUME I.
SAUK CENTRE, MINNESOTA, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 14, 1867.
NUMBER 24.
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A±   Sank Centre,   Minn.,
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best style.
■ PROFESSIONAL CARDS.
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Miner Sc Wren,
Attorneys and  Counselors at Law, Notaries
Public and Conveyancers,
Special attention given to proceedings in
Bankruptcy in the' United States Courts.
Sauk Centre, - - Minnesota.
Office over the Post Office.
Eldward O. Hamlin
—HAS BESOMED—
The Practice of Law
IN    T. LOUD, MINN.
Special attention given   to proceedings in
Bankruptcy in United States Courts.
Office in Alden's brick building, up stairs
Oct. 1,1867. octlO-Sm
TTjkR. B. R. PALMER,
PHYSICIAN de SURGEON.
JS®~ Residence near the Mill, Sauk Centre. ""SB
H. Ii GOKDON.
L. W. COLLINS.
CollinfS,
at   Law
••G5-Q2.-cB.on  «§i
Attorneys
St. Cloud, Stearns County, Minnesota   ;
JJ®~ Particular attention given to business
in adjoining counties.
BUSINESS CARDS.
SAUK CENTRE HOUSE,
(General Stage Office,)
SAUK CENTRE,       -      -      MINN
E..P. BARNUM, Proprietor,
Has been thoroughly refitted and furnished
throughout, under its new management.
The comfort of guests "will at "all times he
made the special care of the proprietor, and
no expense or pains will be spared to give
entire satisfaction to boarders and travelers.
Excellent Stabling attached to the premises. E. P. BARNUM.
^ATJK CENTRE
livery, Sale and Feed
STABLE.
Office on Third street, one door west of the
Printing Office.
Having  our  Stable  completed   and  well
stocked, we  are  now  prepared to furnish
those who wish, with good
Horses and Carriages or Sleighs at all times
on reasonable terms, so that
All can   Take a. Ride.
H. DOTY <fc E. L. WRIGHT,
Oct. 28,1867. Proprietors.
LLIAM J. PARSONS,
A TTORNE Y A T LA W,
•rinaine street, -over Burbank Br«
^St.. Cloud,-Minnesota;'
F. FER«I,
Watchmaker
AND
JB W JS Xi JE k,,
Third street, Sauk Centre, Minn..
Watches, Clocks and Jewelry carefully repaired and warranted,
jsgp- All work from a distance promptly attended to and safely returned.
Photograph Gallery,
Sixth street,  opposite the Americun House,
SAUK CENTRE,  MINN.
The undersigned would respectfully announce to the public that he is now prepared
to accommodate all who may desire anything
in the line of Photography at reduced prices.
Carte de Visites, per    dozen 84 50
, 14 size Gems, per dozen 3 00
l'-iu   ■■■-      "     .   "      " 2 00
y„ size Photographs in Oval Guilt Frames 5 00
J&size 3-.      44 "   guttapercha do 3 50
Frames and cases Of all descriptions constantly pn hand and for sale.
Specimens of our work may be seen by
calling at the Gallery,
A. J. ELLIS, Proprietor.
R. P
CHAS. WALKER,
Attorney at Law.
5DSON,
AI toriv*y*aLt Law ahd
--   NoU.ry Public.
Edson <& 'W'allcer,
REAL ESTATE AGENTS,
Ofilee oyer Philadelphia Store on Third street,
Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minnesota.-
Business Property, Houses and Lots, Farms,
Farming Lands, etc, etc;; bought and sold on
commission.
ATTENTION!
Is called to the fact that our facilities for making out Pre-emption papers and for loeating
and entering Government Land with Cash,
Scrip or Land Warrants, are unsurpassed by
any office west of St. Cloud. A large assortment of Town Plots for the use of seekers of
Claims on hand and kept constantly corrected by correspondence with the Land Office.
We have in our hands for sale some of the
finest Farms and Farming Lands in this
- upper coilntjy.-
BUSINESS  CARDS.
H. MINER,
Insaranec Agent,
Sauk Centre, - - Minnesota.
Represents the soundest and most reliable
Fire, Life and Accident Insurance Companies of the Eastern'and Western
States.   Office over ..the Post Office.
g^LTY RESTAURANT..
JOSEPH GOYETTE, Proprietor,
Washington Aecnve,   St. ■ Cloud, Jffinneqpta.
GROWING OVD.
BY MATHEW ARNOLD.
What is it to grow old1
Is it to lose the glory of the form,
The lustre of the eye?.    ;
It Is for beauty to foxegoher wreath?
Yes, but not this alone.
IS it "to feel our strength—
Not our bloom only, but our strength—decay?
Is it to feel each limb
Grow stiffer. every function less exact,
Each nerve more weakly strung?
Yes,this, and more! but not.
Ah, tis not what Ih youth
'twould be!
'Tis not to have our life
Mellowed and softened a
A golden day's decline I
we 'dreamed
with sunset glow,
'Tis not to see the world
As from a height with rapt prophetic eyes,
And heart profoundly stirred;
And weep, and feel the fullness of the past
The years that are no more!
It. is to siJencTlong days
And not once feel that we were ever.young,
It is to add, immured
In the hot prison of the present, month
To mouth with weary pain.
It is to suffer this,
And feel but half, and feebly, what we feel,
Deep in our bidden heart
Festers the dull remembrance of a change,
But no emotion—none.
It is—last stage of all—
When we are frozen up within, and quite
The phantom of ourselves,
To hear the world applaud the hollow ghost
Which blamed the living man.
From the St. Louis Republican.
THE SOCIAL CALDRON.
44 Double, double,.
Toil and trouble.
Fire burn and water bubble."
Let me kiss you for your mother—
For your sister—cousin—aunt—
Or for (somebody or other
Whom I long to kiss and can't.
I could wish my love beside me,
As I've you beside me now;
But the pleasure is denied me,
So I'll Kiss you anyhow.
I adore the lady dearly,
(I assure you that I do),   :
Can you understand me clearly
That my kiss Is not for you?
In your keeping I may leave It,
As another's—not your own;
So I beg you'll not receive it
As a gift, but as a loan.
You have silken, yellow tresses, i
While my love's are black as night;
And your eyes—e'en love confesses— '
Are a dozen times as bright.
But I covet from another
What another cannot grant;
So I'll kiss you for your mother—
Or your sister—cousin—aunt!
pisMtamf,
MARK. TWAIN IN THE   ORIENT.
: -A ladies' and gentlemen's Ice Cream -Saloon has been fitted up in first class style on
the. second floor. Ice cold Lemonade, and
Soda Water flavored with all kindsof syrups.
Fresh and- Canned Fruits, Confectionery,
and Nuts of all kinds.
Hot Meals, Lunch, Coffee, Tea and Pastry
furnished to order.
A MERICAN HOUSE,
Corner 2d and 6th Sis., Sauk Senire, Min.
DAVID   FRANKHAUSE,  Proprietor.
The proprietor, having just completed this
large and commodious building, is now prepared to accommodate the traveling public.
•e@~ A good barn connected with the building. jyl8-3m
He Exposes tne Poetieal.Hnm1mg*g
of the Turn-Moll Batil.
;ery
OB PRINTING.
job woufcis:
Of all kinds,
DWARD DREBLOW,
•Cabinet Mater,
'■   Main street, Sauk Centre, Minnesota.
Steeps-constantly on hand a complete stock
of Furniture, Coffins, &c.
All orders will receive prompt attention.
OILLIARD SALOON,'
A. DE GROAT, Proprietor.
Third.street, Sauk Centre, Minnesota.
Has first class Pkelan A Collender Billiard
Tables.
Choice Wines, Liquors, Ale, Porter and
Cigars,
Come to the Heklad Office. Having a good
stock of material, we feel confident that we
can give satisfaction.
SAXNT I-VAXTL
Marine
iOE CO
ST. PAUL, MINN.
J. WHITEFfELD,
3EXouse & Sig^n Painter,
raining, Glazing, Paper Hanging, Ac, done
with -neatness'and oh reasonable terms.
Work warranted  equal in quality to that
freed upon or no charges made.   *S" Paint
nop next door to Thomas &<3o's. - -
Sauk Centre, Minn., June 5,-1867.
OHN CHRISTGAU,
Boot «3c  Shoe Maker,
Main Street, Sauk Centre, Minn.,
A complete stock of Boots and Shoes kept
constantly on hand, and made to order on
shoi-t notice.   Good-fits warranted.
Repairing promptly 'done, at reasonable
prices.   All kinds of Shoemaker's Tools for
sale.
Assets .oyer
5,01
Insures Buildings, Merchandise and other
Property, against Loss or Damage by FIRE,
at Rates as low as othe^ first class Stock
Companies.
Particular attention given to Insurance of
■   Farm Property,   Isolated  Dwellings
. and their Furniture,
FOR ONE, THREE OR FIVE YEARS.
Also Inland Navigation Risks on Cargoes or
Freight.
BOARD OF DIRECTORS,
S. C. Burbank,
John L. Merriam,
W. W. Eastman,
John S/Prmce,
■Horace Thompson,
WnajLee,"
JohBfNIehols,
Theo. Borup,
•PetCr-Berkey,
W. F. Davidson,
W. P. Murray,
Geo. L. Farwell,
E. F. Drake.
AND OFFICE
AGENCY.
& REAL ESTATE
Miner,
Lands Sold on commission. Farms composed of Prairie, Meadow and Timber Land
for sale.
.Persons desiring to enter Land, with Cash,
Scrip  or Land Warrants, or to file Pre-
Emption claims, can do so at my office
and avoid the time and expense of
a trip to St. Cloud.
Office over the Post Office, f3auk Centre,
Minnesota.
J. C. BURBANK, Pres't.
JOHN NICOLS, Vice Pres't.
S. S. EATON, Sec'y.
XV. A. WELLS, Gen'l Agent.
N. H. MINER, Local Ag't.
SAUK CENTRE, MINN.
O     P. EDSON
Is Agent for sound and reliable
FIRE,    LIFE,    ACIDENTAL    LIFE   AND
LIVE STOCK INSURANE COMPANIES,
He insures Live . Stock against Death and
Theft, in the Hartford Live Stock Insurance
Company—the soundest and only reliable
Live Stock Company on this continent.
Correspondence New York Tribune.
Constantinople, August 31,1807.
When I" think*how I have been swindled by books of Oriental travel, I want
a tourist "fpr breakfast'.— For- years and
years I have dreamed of the wonders
of the Turkish batk.; for years and
years I have promised myself that I
would yet enjoy one. Many and many
a time, in fancy, 1 have lain in the marble bath, and breathed the slumbrous
fragrance of Eastern spices that filled
the air ; then passed through a wierd
and complicated system of pulling and
hauling and drenching and scrubbing
by a gang of naked savages who loomed vast and vaguely through the steaming mists-like demons; then rested for
a while on a divan fit-for a king : then
passed throngh another complex ordeal,
and one more fearful than the first •
and finally, swathed in soft fabrics, was
conveyed to a princely saloon and laid
on a bed of eider down, where eunuchs,
gorgeous of costume, fanned me while
I drowsed and dreamed, or contentedly gazed at the rich hangings of the
apartment, the soft carpets, the sumptuous furniture, the picture^ j and
drank delicious coffee, smoked the
soothing narghili, and dropped, at the
last, into tranquil repose, lulled by sensuous odors from unseen censers, by
the gentle influence of the narghili's
Persian tobacco, and by the music of
fountains that counterfeited the pattering of summer rain.
That was the picture, just as I got it
from incendiary books of travel. It
was a poor, miserable fraud. The reality is no more like it than the Five
Points are like the Garden of Eden.
Thoy received me in a great court,
paved with marble slabs; around it
were broad galleries, one above another,
carpeted with seedy matting, railed
with unpainted balustrades, and furnished with huge, rickety 'ahairs, cushioned with rapty old mattrassea, indented by impressions left by the forms of
nine successive generations of men who
bad reposed upon them. The place
was vast, naked, dreary ; its courts a
barn, its galleries stalls for human
horses. The cadaverous, half-nude, var-
lets that served in the establishment
had nothing of poetry in their appearance, nothisg ,of romance, nothing of
oriental, splendor. They shed no entrancing odors—just the contrary.
Their hungry eyes and their lank forms
continually suggested one glaring, unsentimental fact—they wanted a
"square meal."
I went up inta'ane of the raoks and
undressed. An unclean starveling
wrapped a gaudy table-cloth about my
loins and hung a white rag over my
shouldeus. If I had had a tub then, it
would have come natural to me to
take in washing. I was, then conducted dewn stairs into the wet, slippery
court, and the first thing that attracted
my attention was my heels. My fall
excited no comment. They expected
it no doubt, It belonged in the list of
softening, sensuous "Influences peculiar
to this home of Eastern luxury. It was
softening enough, certainly, but its application was not happy. They now
gave me a pair of wooden clogs—
benches in miniature, with leather
straps over them to confine the feet
(which they would have done, only I
do not wear No, 13s). These things
dangkrd-^ uncomfortably by the straps
when I lifted up my feet, and came
down in awkward and unexpected
places when I put them on the floor
again, and sometimes turned sideways
and wrenched my ankles out of joint.
However, it was all Orienntal luxury,
and I did what I could to enjoy it. '
They put me in another part of the
barn and laid me on a stuffy sort of pallet, which was not made of cloth of
gold, or Persian shawls, but was merely
the unpretending sort of thing I have
seen in the negro quarters of Arkansas.
There was nothing whatever in this
dim marble prison but five more of
these biers. It was a very solemn
place. I expected that the spiced
odors of Araba were going to steal over
my senses now, but they didn't. A
copper colored skeleton, with a "Skg
around him, bronght me a glass decanter of water, with a lighted tobacco
pipe in the top of it, and a pliant stem
a yard long, with a brass mouth-piece
to it.
It was the famous " narghili" of the
East—the thing the Grand Turk smokes
in the pictures. This began to loox
lixe luxury. I toox one blast at it, and
it was sufficient. The smoKe all went
down my throat. It came bacx in con-
vulsive snorts through my nose. It
had a vile taste, and the taste of A
thousand infidel tongues that remained
on the brass mouth-piece was viler
still. I was getting discouraged.
Whenever! seethe cross-legged Grand
Turx smoKing his narghili, in pretended bliss, on the outside of a paper of
Connecticut tobacco, I shall Know him
for the shameless hutribeg he is.
The prison was filled with hot air.
When I had got warmed up sufficiently to prepare me for a still warmer
temperature, they toox me where it
was—into a marble room, wet, slippery
and steamy, and laid me out on a
raised platform in the centre. It was
very warm. Presently my man sat me
down by atanx of hot water, drenched
me well, gloved his hand with a coarse
mitten, and began to polish me all
over with it. I began to smell disagreeably. The.more he polished the worse
I smelt, It was alarming. I said' to
him : " I perceive that I am pretty far
gone. It is plain that I ought to be
buried without any unnecessary delay.
Perhaps you had better go after my
friends at once, because the weather is
warm, and I cannot 'Keep' long." He
went on scrubbing, and paid no attention. I soon saw that he was reducing
my size. He bore hard on his mitten,
and from under it rolled little cylinders line maccaroni. It could not be
dirt, for it was too white. He pared
me down in this way for a long time.
Finally I said, " It Is a tedious process-
it will taxe hours to trim me to.the
size you want me. I will wait—go and
borrow a jacx-plane." He paid no attention at all.
. After a while he brought a basin,
some soap, and something that seemed
to be the tail of a horse. He made up
a prodigious quantity of soap suds, deluged me with them from head to foot
without warning me to shut my eyes,
and then swabbed me viciously with
the horse-tail. Then be left me there,
a statue of snowy lather, and. went
away. When I got tired of waiting, I
went and hunted him up. He was
propped against the wall, in another
room, asleep. I woke him. He was
not disconcerted. He took me back
and flooded me with exhausting hot
water, then turbaned my head, swathed
me with dry table-cloths, and conducted me to a latticed chicken -coop in
one of -the galeries, and pointed to one
of those Arkansas beds. I mounted.it,
and vaguely expected the odors of Ara-
by again.    They did not come.
The blank, unornamented coop had
nothing about it of that oriental voluptuousness one reads of so much. It was
more suggestive of the country hospi
tal than anything else. The skinny
servitor brought a narghili, and I got
him to take it out again without wasting any time about it. Then he
broughtthe world renewed Turkish
coffee that poets have sung so rapturously for many generations, and I seized
upon i t as the last hope that was left of
iay old dreams of Eastern luxury. It
was another swindle. Of all the unchristian beverages that ever
past my lips, Turkish coffee is the
worst. The cup is small, it is smeared
with grounds • the coffee is black, thick,
unsavory of smell, and execrable in
taste.
8 T&e bottom of the cup has a muddy
sediment in it half an inch deep.—
■This goes down your throat, and portions of it lodge by the way, and produce a tickling.aggravation that keeps
you barking and coughing for an hour.
Here endeth my experience of the
celebrated Turkish, bath, and here also
endeth my.dream of the bliss the mortal revels in who passes through it. It
is a maligant,swindle. The man who
enjoys it is qualified to enjoy anything
•that is repulsive to sight or sense, and
he that can invest it with the charm of
poetry is able to do the same with anything else in the world that is tedious,
and wretched, and dismal, and  nasty.
THE  LOST POCKET-BOOK.
Why is a minister like a locomotive'
We have to look out for him when the
bell rings.
It was a cheerless afternoon. A biting, freezing wind drove the slowly
drifting snow before it like a blinding
mist; and the clouds hung so low as
almost to touch the black roofs of the
houses.
" How desolate it is," Mrs. Halpine
sighed, glancing out from her attic 'Window on the gloomy prospect below, as
she smoothed and folded the garment
she had just completed; "and the
[cold's bitter. I don't like to send out
Louisa, but there's not a lump of coal,
or a dust of flour, and Willie must have
that medicine.    I'd go myself but—"
" 0, mother, no I let me go—I don't
mind if it is cold. I'll hurry back ;"
and the little girl sprang up from her
low seat beside the infant's cradle, and
began to fasten on her faded cloak and
hood.
"Well, I suppose you must," the
mother continued as she wrapped up
the delicately embroidered garment.
"You know the place ? Mr. Rawdon's,
on tenth street—that brown-stone."
" Yes, yes, mother I I know."
" Well, dear, run fast, and keep yourself warm, and say to Mrs. Rawson that
I'd have finished the work before, if
Willie hadn't been so sick. Three dollars she owes me. You can call by the
baker's and get a loaf or two.
The child took the bundle and vanished out of sight down the dreary flight"
of steps; while the mother turned
hack, to the cradle, where the siak
child lay.. He held out his little hand
and moaned piteously. " Give me some
tea, mama, I'm so dry."
" Yes, darling, just as soon as Louise
comes."  *
Her eyes filled with tears as she raised the little fellow to her bosom, clasping him closely to Keep him warm, for
there was no fire in the stove, and the'
desolate, attic room was very comfortless. Yet there had been a day when
this same palefaced, meek eyed woman,
satin a- luxurious chamber, with every
comfort that heart could wish within
her reach; and a doting husband's
strong arm of love to encircle and protect her. But her husband was dead,
lying unknown on some distant battlefield, and her riches had made themselves wings and flown away. Forlorn
and friendless, sick at heart, and weary
from incessant toil, she sat with her
wailing babe upon her bosom, gazing
out with hopeless eyes, upon the dismal scene beneath her attic window.
- In the meanwhile, little Louise made
her way through narrow bystreets, and
squalid alleys into the most populous
and' fashionable part of the city. The
biting wind still continued to blow
with a dreary, saddening wail, drifting
the low leaden clouds, and the mist-
like pnow. But she walked on bravely,
anxl reached at last, Mrs. Rawdon's. A
dazzling glow of light poured from the
lofty windows, and sounds of music and
merry-making floated out upon the
frosty air. Mrs. Rawson was giving a
grand party in honor of her eldest
daughter's birth night. Louise crept
up the marble steps, and pulled the
bell. A footman in livery answered
her timid summons.
'■' Can I see Mrs. Bawdon, please,
sir?"   she asked.
"See Mrs. Eawdon, indeed! and she
in tne parlor in the very middle of the
company ? Of cburse, you can't.
He was closing the door, but Louise
caught at his sleeve, and cried imploringly.
" 0, sir, please- wait I Here's the work
she wanted; Miss Violets frock, you
know.. Mother promised it by to-night;
do let me take it up to her."
The matt hesitated a moment, and
then turned back.
'•Miss Violet's frock," he said ; "she
wanted it, I know. I heard her fussing because it didn't come home. May
be she'll see you.. I'll try anyhow.
Come in here and wait."
Louise followed him through the
arched hall,' and past the glittering
parlors, into a kind of ante-room adjoining the supper apartment." Here
motioning her to a seat, he went in
search of his mistress. But it was a
full half hour before Mrs. Rawdon
could disengage herself from her guests;
and poor, little Louise, tired out with
waiting, and benumbed with cold, was
just on the point of bursting into tears,
when the lady stepped into the room. -
■ " This is pretty- business, now isn't
it 1" she began, as she received and unfolded the bundle that Louise proffered
her. " I thought you promised to
bring this yesterday ?"
" Yes, ma'am ; but little Willie was
so sick that mother couldn't sew."-
"0, yes] that's always, the way—
you've some excuse ready ; but I shan't
trust you again, you may depend on it.
Here Violet's been crying for an hour,
and refused to come down because she
was so disappointed about her dress.
John, ring the bell for Jane to take it
up to her. I must go back to the parlor now."-
She was sweeping out again, her satin
robes rustling after her; but Louise
sprang up with a piteous cry.
"O, ma'am! ; little brother's so ill,
and must have his medicine ; please let
me have the money!"
" I can't to-night—I'm entirely out
of change. You can call day after tomorrow.".
But Louise was' not to be repulsed.
She eaught the lady's had in both her
little, frozen palms. One of the rings
that adorned Mrs. Rawdon's soft fingers
would have procured all the comforts
her mother and little Willie needed.
Some such thought flashed through
the child's mind as she made this appeal.
" O, madam ?" she said, her blue
eyes full of imploring .entreaty,   " you
are rich and happy, and have all you
want; but my little brother will die
without medicine I I)o let me have
the money,"
Mrs. Rawdon shooK her off impatiently.
" I tell you I've no change. You
must oall again. John, show her to
the dpor I"
The footman obeyed, and Louise
soon found herself upon the marble
steps, while the lofty door closed in her
very face with a heartless slam. The
wind howled more dismally than ever,
and the keen, stinging sleet fell like a
shower of shot. Louise descended the
steps, and crossed over to the opposite
sidewalk with a dull, aching pain at
her heart, that almost took away her
breath. How could she go back to her
desolate home, and tell her poor 'mother that she had failed to collect her
hard ..earned wages ; tell her that they
were not able to buy even so much as a
solitary loaf? Was it'right that others
should have so much, while they lacked daily bread ? Just then something
beneath her foot, soft and slippery,'almost threw her. to the pavement.
Looking down, she saw a pocketbook.
She caught it-up with a suppressed cryt
and, thrusting it into her bosom, darted off atthe speed of an antelope. At
last, out of breath and half beside herself -with excitement, she paused beneath a lamp post, and after glancing
stealthily around her, drew the treasure from her bosom. It was large,
thick, and heavy. Her fingers fluttered-nervously as she unclasped it; and
when she caught sight of the green
notes it contained, she uttered a cry of
delight, and darted off again like something insane. Mother and Willie should
have all they needed now.
Just beyond the baker's shop, toward
which she bent her steps a soldier met
her.
" Little girl," he said, arresting her
flying steps, " you didn't fin da pocket-
book as you came along did you?"
Louise paused a single-instant, her
heart fluttering like a frightened bird ;
then, as a thought of her mother and
Willie flashed  through  her mind, she
answered.
"No, sir 1"
" Well, its gone, I suppose," and the
soldier passed on; while Louise hurried
ried away in the opposite direction.
By the time she reached the baker's
she was in a tremor from head to foot,
and her cheeks seemed on fire; but
she drew the pocketbook from its
hiding-place, and standing outside the
door, unclasped it, and took out a note.
The shop was crowded with customers,
.and she had to wait for her turn before
she oould obtain what she wanted.
Her"eyes wandered wistfully round the
tempting shelves. She would buy so
many loaves ; and even that frosted
cake. They would have coal and flour.
Why not ? The pocketbook was hers,
she had found it. Still her hands trembled, and her cheeks burned. She
glanced down at the note she held, and
saw, with a start of horror, that it was
for fifty dollars. What had she done 1
Robbed a man of his money—and he a
soldier. Her father had been a soldier.
With a sharp cry, clutching the pocket- _
book in one hand, and the fifty dollar
bill ih the other, she darted from the
shop, and down the snowy street. Just
a square or two beyond the glittering
mansion of ,Mrs. Rawdon she overtook
the soldier. He was walking slowly-
glancing from one side of the pavement.'
to the other'with an anxious, despairing look on his face. Louise was at
his side in an instant.
" 0, sir I" panting for breath, her
hood thrown back, her blue eyes wild
and startled, and bright hair blown all
about her flushed face. " I did find
your pocket-book—here it is. I took
this note out, but I couldn't spend it.
Mother's almost starved, and little Willie will die without his medicine, but I
can't steal I can't—I can't; take it
back !"
The soldier took the money from the
half-frozen little hands that held it up
to him; then lifting the child in his
arms he smoothed back her tangled
locks and look«d down into her pale,
tear-stained little face with eager,
startled eyes. Hiaswarthy cheek grew
pale and his bearded -lips - began to
tremble.
" Louise ! Louise !" he said, his voice
full of thrilling tenderness, " poor little darling, don't you know me" ?"
The child looked up and then her
cry of wild delight rang out clear and
joyous.
" 0, papa, papa! we thought you
were dead I hut you've come back to
us agakr'-!."-
" Yes, darling!" his broad chest heaving with suppressed eagerness.
"Where's your mother? Take me
to her?"
Louise sprang from his arms, and
shot-off liket an arrow down the brilliant street through . the squalid alley*
and darx by-lanes; arid the soldier
followed her.
Mrs. Halpine sat in her comfortless
attic, hushing her sick child upon h,er
bosom,
" Mama, mama ! I'm so hungry!
please give me some tea, the little' fellow moaned," clasping his hot arms
about her neck.
" Wait a moment, darling,just a moment longer."
And the patient little one waited,
and the cold, gray shadows settled
down darker and darker; and the
poor mother clasped the ohild closely
to her bosom, dreaming of happy days
gone by, and of the dear husband who
had gone to his last, long home, with
no tender hand to close his eyes.
The shadows grew heavier and darker,  the winds moaned dismally;   the
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