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oxFOKi), N. c., Monday, august 2, 1875.
NUMBER flu
We want every futlwv aild
mother to read the folloiviiig' sim-
})le stoiy, and remembei', ivhilo
reading it, that the tdrplian Asy
lum was organized to insure a
liappier fate to. the friendless or
phans than that wliich befell “lit
tle Dud,” and will accomplish its
object j)rovided.they n ill lend a
helping- hand to the -tvork i
OJil>y A LIT TJLB Ul'l).
She rvas such a ffee tiling that,
as she stool on the wooden stool
before the table, the little bare,
cold, blue arms rested lieavilv on
the edge of the pan where she
was washing dishes; and, oh ! so
slowly the little, blue hands lifted
the heavy plates and washed
them one by otIB.
I think she thought it a part of
“Little Dud” to wash dishes, just
as it is a part of the situ to shine,
or the clouds to rain ; for didn’t
She stand hour after hour on lior
stool, and make them all clean,
ready to be done “over and over
■again f’
Sometimes she forgot, and the
eyes stole out of the window, not
down the narrow street where the
snow whirled and switched around
the corners, snatching the breath
ot the pinched, hungry mortals
who, hurrying past -witli chatter
ing teeth, cursed the cold and
storm ; ah ! no, not there did she
look, but up, up, up above the
housetops, where the little jtatch
of blue sky used to bo. To-day
she could not see the spot of blue,
but she knew it was somewhere ;
mid that made her think of some
thing else—she couldn’t remem
ber much—it was so long, long-
ago—“twenty Of a hundred”
years. It vvn» a room that was
-H-ai-m, and there never seemed
any dishes to wash. A little vine
Aveiit np like Jack the (Uaiit-
Killer’s—away up the window.
J'he tire made a fairy-dance of
fiames for her. And then some
body used to sew and »eW, until
it grew quite dark, and then she
tvould take this same little Dud
in lier arms, and hold her close,
and tell her wonderful stories un
til she fell asleep. There was
one she liked best of all—about a
Bab)' with the horses and .sheep
in the barn; and the shepherds
came to see it; and there -was a
star, and a flock of angels that
sang a beautiful song; and tlio
Baby grew up to be a great big
man, and he had no home, and
he made the sick folks well, and
some folks loved him, and some—
One day that somebody could
not hold her little girl, and she
did not sew, but lay upon the
bed a long time. One day she
called her little girl to her, and
told her she -was going aWsty to
the beautiful city, where the goofl
Man had gosoe befoJe to make her
home ready for her, and no-w lie
tras calling her, and she must go
and leave her little,- bravo girl for
a time, but she, too, could come
some time. Then tire face gvorv
■white and still.
The child’s hand* were quite
idle now m the water among tbs
dishes, and the tiny lips trembled
as tliey whisjrerefl t
“J wish the Clirist-maa -would
come nowi^right now 1”
She s-topped suddenly,- as' a
jaspin-g voice said :
“Here, ye little Dud, what be
ye gazin’ an’ idliri’ rfid the di.shos
tor f Be gettiii’ me .this pail of
Water now, and be spry.”
The child glanced down at her
bare feet, and faltered i
“0—h ! it’s so cold !”
‘'Don’t bo fine, miss. If it
wai-u’t for mo ti takiil’ of )-e, ys
wud’ a been froze stiff in tlie
strato long ago.”
As she spoke, she shuffled from
her feet tivo big shoos, and pU.sh-
ed tlienl toward the cliild. She
stepped into them, lifted the great
wooden paih and went clattering
down the stail'S:
She grasped the icy pump-han
dle, and worked with all her
might, till a ragged boy came
trotting- up, erv ing out:
''.l-Ialloo, you thar ! Wh.ere’d
ye get tbeiii gunboats looking
down at her shoes.
Here he kicked the edge of the
pad, and the water Went ,s[)]ash,
splash, all over the slioes ftiid the
feet in them. She gasped and
shuddered with the cold. Just
then another i.’oy came, who said
a few kind, I'oilgh words, and set
her safely on her way. Tlie
stops seemed miles aiul miles
away, but by-and-by she reach
ed them. One by one she climb
ed them, making a splnsh of wa
ter every time, It froze as it fell,
She grew so stiff—one shoe drop
ped ofl^—she turned to look after
it her foot slijiped, and she went
blimp, bump, bump, dow-n the
stairs.
A door opened .above, and a
frowzy head was tlinist out, tlien
a woman with a acan-ed face came
p.attering down and lifted tlie mo
tionless form in lier arms, and
groaned bewailed,
“O the baby ! and it’s kilt!
Lad, run quick for the docther.
Tell ’inis lie fell the len’tli ’o the
stair,” to the boy who helped lit
tle Dud with her burden, and
stood looking- on.
Slio tenderly carried the tiny
form to her room, and laid it on
the homely bed. The hard linos
in the ivoiuaii’s face were soften
ed, tlie wsnn Irish heart was
deeply moved.
“Had she a heart!”
Oh 1 yes—under the povertj'
and ignorance and uiiloveliiiess,
so far down it seldom came to
light. Delicate means could not
find it. A tragedy could.
Jack came breatliless up the
stair's, followed by a thoughtful-
faced man, who stepped to the
bed where the ivoraaii, nioaniiig
and weaving back and forth, chaf
ed the little, cold hands.
He examined the bruise* in a
silent way. He wrapped her in
a blanket, .and forced a draught
between her teeth. Soon her
eyes wearily epeSied. He held
her pulse, and, looking quickly
up, asked-,
“Is she youf child ?”
“Arrah, no ; her ma was aled-
dy born, but she come poor as
the rist o' us—,*lie kipt a bright
bit ’o a room till she died, (iod
save hen soul 1 She had only the
otto chick, and I had me own four
cliildlier to mind after; then I
took- this oiie—ease a spare pe-ta-
te is better nor none for it. I
have dun what I cud,, doetlier,”
The eyes in the blanket were
vsdde open,- looking up in t-lie doe-
f'Or’s- face, and a faint voice chirp
ed :
“Is )-ou tlie Olirist-man come
to take mo ? J.famnla said )*t!ii
would come. I knoW where your
house is—see !” And the little
fiil-gor pointed out the -window,
ftiviiy Uj) where the spot of blue
lay bctwoBii the white clouds.
“The gate was itll shut up just
now ; you left it ojien when yon
came tlii-ough, didn’t you ?” isiie
lay iipon liis lifedst, and lie held
lief closer.
“Will you take me np ? I’se
noffiii’ but a little Dud, bdt 1 want
to see my mamma. 1 -n’.-lilt to—.”
And the eyes grew heavy, and
the voice stopjied, and the-breatli
went out.
The totll'd fifllod doffll the
strong man’s face. The awe
struck woman sat motionless, and
the boy lay sobiiing on tlie floor.
Something had gone out of the
house forever.
Out of the cold, out of the soil,
out of the hal'gll Words, out of the
unlovely, into the beautiful man
sions.—-T/w Chriitinn WKukly,
GraiKliiia’s Story.
‘ Just one more story grandma;
alxnit iVlien you were a little girl
and lived in tlio woods,’ said
Frank.
And gT,andma droW off her
spectacles and shut her book. She
leaned her head back ag.aiiist the
largo oasy-ehair, and shut lier
eyes, thinking.
I remember as if it were oidy
yogterdtUy, she said, raising her
head and looking at the children
who had gathered around her. 1
was only seven, and ni)' little ba-
b'V' brother wasn’t a year old. ‘I’m
going to the spring-house,’ said ^
niotlier, ‘and you must stay in the
room and rock baby, if he wakes.’
So I took my kiiitting, for I had
learned to knit, and was very
proud of the stocking that was
gt'owing under ni)- hand.
It was a cool da)', late in the
fall, and the doors wore all shut.
Baby slept and I knitted for half
an hour. Then he awoke and
began to or)-. As I got down
from methefs great easy-chair,
where I laid been knitting, 1
thougbf I heard a strange noise
outside. It wasn’t Lion, for he
had gone off with father to the
mill. Something rubbed against
the door and made the latch rat
tle. I felt afi-aid, and -went to the
door and fastened the bolt, I
S'tood still, listening, with b.aby in
iny arms—ho had stopped crying
—and I could hear my heart beat,
thump, thump, thump !
All at once there came a short
cruel kind of bark, and then a
snap, A moment after the win
dow broke with a load crash, and
I saw the long- head, open jaws
and fiery eyes of a -wolf glaring
in upon me, An ang;el sent by
ou-y good Father in heaven must
have told me in an instant of
terror -svliat to do. The -wolf was-
climbing, in through the small
window, and to have lingered but
a second or two '\vouId have lieen
death. Moved as if b)'- a pciver
not my own, and without tliink-
ing- -what best to do, 1 ran, -with
baby held- ti-g.htly in my arms,- to
the stairs that went up into tire
l-oft, AYith- a savage gro-wl he
sprang after file. As he did so I
let the door -which-shut like a- cel
lar door, fall ov-er the stair--^i-ay,
and- it struck him on the nose aiul
knocked him back. A chest ^tb'bfl
nc!ii-, fthi.l Soif'iBHiing- told me to
pull this over the dUdf, So I laid
baby down, and di-Hgged at the
chest with all my strength. Just
as I got the edl-iier over the door,
the -tvolf’s liead struck it anil
knocked it np a little. But be
fore lie fcb'tdd strike it again I had
the chest clear across, ’I'llis
would not have kejtt him back if
1 had not dragged anotiier cliost
over the dool-) and piled otef so
many things on top of these. Hoiv
srtt (igely ho did growl anil sliarl'
But I was safe.
And now' I grew frightened
about mother. If she.shouldcome
back from the spring-house, be
would tear her to jdeees. There
was only one window or 0])ening’
in the loft, and that did not look
tow-ard the spring-house ; and so
there was no -way in which I
coiild give llCf wal-Uing, of let her
know, if she had seen the wolf,
that we were safe.
For a long time the ivolf tried
to get at us, but at las^ I eould
henr liim going down ffio stairs,
lie moved about the roorir below,
knocking thitigs about for ever so
long, and tlieii I lioard hiiti Spring
up to the window. At the same
moment I heard my father’s voice
sliontingnotfaf off. Oh, liqwmy
Iieart (lid leap -with gladness!
Then came Lion’s heavy bark,
wdiich grew excited, and soon I
lleKrd him yelping down the road
in the -wildest -svay. Th« wolf
was still in tlie window. I could
hear him struggling and breakinf
jiiocos of glass. Lion was almost
upon him, -tfiiew lUy father called
liim off' in a stern command. All
was quickly broken by the efftek
of a rifle,- tvhieli sent a bullet into
tlie wolf’s head, killing him in
stantly.
‘Father ! father!’ I cried, from
the loft wim1o-«t He told me af
terward that 111)' voice came to
him a* from tlio dead. lie ran
around to that side of the house.
Mother was with him, looking as
wliite as a sheet. I saw' tlicni
both clasp their hands together,
and lift their eyes in thankfulness
to God.
AVlien I tried to pull the chest
aw'ay, I could not move tlioiii an
inch. Ill my great danger God
had given me strongtb to drag
them over the loft door, but now'
that tlie danger was past my lit
tle hands .were too weak to re
move them. So father had to
climb up a ladder to the loft w'iii-
dow, and release baby aiidine from
our place of refuge.
Mother did not know anything
of our danger until she had fin
ished her W'ork in the spring-
hofuse. Just a* she eame out she
saw'the w'olf’s head at the -window',
and at the same moment father
and Lion appeared in sight.
Presence ol‘ Mind.
It ia a great gift to h'ff-i'e' fifJl
possession of one’s wits- in a time
of danger ; to know what to do,
and to have nerve and e'Olffage to
do it. A miner recently showed
a cool bead and rare bravery.'
A short time ago,.ia the bottom
of the new shaft Of the WoodvJHie
mine, three men had just prepar
ed a thi'ee-fuse blast, had- liglrted
the fuse, jumped into the bucket
and started for the surface, when,
tlu'diigh the carelessness of the
engineer, the engine cmiglit on
the ceifirfe and refused tti InOVe.-
Hoi-e the three men hung; witiiiii
si.x foot of the blast; for soihe lit-
tlb' time ; lint it st'etiitjd like liolirs
tti them. At laiit tiiio tif ihe piu-e
ty; Benjaiiiiii Kendstll by nitiiie,-
realizing that soniethitig mtlSi htl
wrong On top; Jtiiiijitid fibril 0(8
bucket, and prticBoded It) extin
guish the slowly-burniitg- fuse;
T'vO pieces wore jmt out h'itli=
out difficulty; liut the tliii-d lio
found it impOssiblo to reaGi, fis it
had all-eady burned in the drill
liolo. Tlirirt lie tUiiied to clirrill
back to the bucket; hut it was tod
late I his companions were llien
being hoisted to the siri-facO;
Wlio can imagine the mental ag
on) endured by that mail tvlieil
he saw that he had heeii left Id
his fate, arid was liable at aifV
moment to be blown into etorlri-
ty! ,
With ft despei-ate i-eSolvO; lid
started to climb Up the tiriibera;
Iriit he had rio't gone more tluifi
five or six feet on his way -\vliori
the blast exploded; ihrowdrig a
shower of roekif iiiitl dirt faf nbUte
his Ite.'td.
Fortunately; Kendall -was but
little injured, receiving niefoly a
few slight scratches On his hands.-
It w'as a very close call,- and ond
that will long be remember'e'di
Tile engineer wris discliargod.
A Stkangk Story,—a Cu'siouff
incident is feportetl iff the Amer
ican papers' About ten )-oar8 a^d'
a Jew m straitened circumstances-
left Transylvilnia for Afn'efica to
improve his position in the Neiv
World. He left a wife and- sever
al children behind, and promised
that as soon as it was ivithin' hi»
means lie would send flVem qtotae'
money from America. There'
fortune smiled on him, and tv4en‘
he had amassed a stlm of 60,-000*
florins he resol-fed to refn'fri home
and supriso his family wfitli' I'lis-
wealth.- Be started tvifhoilf hav
ing apprised Ifis family of hi-s- in
tended return, and on liis -iVaY
home ho' arrived at Hamburg,-
hero he was seized -ivith so
dangerous an illness tliat ho made
a w'ill beqffeathing all his property
to his wife. lie recovered,- how
ever, only to find that during his
jlhiess hi,* money had been .Stolen
from him by a man who had nnrs-
ed him. A few beKc-volent per
sons, sympathizing with his mis-
fortune*,- collected ffb'fyttt oiie hun-
dred florins-,- -tid-rerewifh the un
fortunate' JeTf resolved to feturn
to Ameriea ifl order to retrieve liis
fortune,?. In the meanwhile the'
nnrss' had decamped ivith his lioo-
ty to America, where, sboftly afteri
hisarrival he died suddenly.- The
Americ.in aiithoritie* sent the cofo
fin, with- tire 60. GOO flOfiris,- to
'fransylVainia, and a-sthe iVill -was
also found- in the eof^T,- tlio aii-
thorities at the satne (imeacquain-
ted the relatives-with the death- of
the testator. After the usual pe
riod of mouriiing,-tfite iVife con-
trac'fe'd a sO'coiid mam-age. The
first h-Lisba/fd had, bo'weve, again
saved a considerable simr ofmoney'
and eventually returned to his-
native country to find liis wife'
married to another man. It is-
stated that a conference of rabbis
is about to bo lield to' deteniiino'
to which of the two husbands th'rf
ivomaii belong.?. —Jririr-h ]Viiii!l.