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ceal the truth. “I have not got it yet,” she exclaimed, “but I will have it immediately."

Without waiting for a reply, she left the house again. A thought had entered her head, and maddened by the distress of those she loved so dearly, she had instantaneously resolved to put it in execution. She ran from one street to another, till she saw a baker's shop in which there appeared to be no person, and then, summoning all her determination, she entered, lifted a loaf, and fled! The shopkeeper saw her from behind. He cried loudly, ran out after her, and pointed her out to the people passing by. The girl ran on. She was pursued, and finally a man seized the loaf which she carried. The object of her desire taken away, she had no motive to proceed, and was taken at once. They conveyed her towards the office of the police; a crowd, as usual, having gathered in attendance. The poor girl threw around her despairing glances, which seemed to seek some favourable object from whom to ask for mercy. At last, when she had been brought to the court of the police office, and was in waiting for the order to enter, she saw before her a little girl of her own age, who appeared to look on her with a glance full of kindness and compassion. Under the impulse of the moment, still thinking of the condition of her family, she whispered to the stranger the cause of her act of theft.

THE LITTLE FRENCH GIRL.

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“Father and mother, and my two brothers are dying for want of bread !” said she.

“Where” asked the strange girl anxiously.

“Rue No 10 – .” She had only time to add the name of her parents to this communication, when she was carried in before the commissary of police.

Meanwhile, the poor family at home suffered all the miseries of suspense. Fears for their child's safety were added to the other afflictions of the parents. At length they heard footsteps ascending the stairs. An eager cry of hope was uttered by all the four unfortunates, but alas ! a stranger appeared in place of their own little

Yet the stranger seemed to them like an angel. Her cheeks had a beautiful bloom, and long flaxen hair fell in curls upon her shoulders. She brought them bread, and a small basket of other provisions. “ Your girl,” she said, “will not come back perhaps to-day; but keep up your spirits ! see what she has sent you!” After these encouraging words, the young messenger of good put into the hands of the father five francs, and then, turning round to cast a look of pity and satisfaction on the poor family, who were dumb with emotion, she disappeared.

The history of these five francs is the most remarkable part of this affair. This little benevolent girl was, it is almost unnecessary to say, the same pitying spectator who had been addressed by the abstractor of the loaf at the

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police office. As soon as she had heard what was said there, she had gone away, resolved. to take some meat to the poor family. But she remembered that her mother was from home that day, and was at a loss how to procure money or food, until she bethought herself of a resource of a strauge kind. She recollected that a hairdresser, who lived near her mother's house, and who knew her family, had often commended her beautiful hair, and had told her to come to him whenever she wished to have it cut, and he would give her a louis for it. This used to make her proud and pleased, but she now thought of it in a different way. In order to procure money for the assistance of the starving family, she went straight to the hair-dressers, put him in mind of his promise, and offered to let him cut off all her pretty locks for what he thought them worth.

Naturally surprised by such an application, the hair-dresser, who was a kind and intelligent man, made inquiry into the cause of his young friend's visit. Her secret was easily drawu from her, and it caused the hair-dresser almost to shed tears of pleasure. He feigned to comply with the conditions proposed, and gave the bar. gainer fifteen francs, promising to come and claim his purchase at some future day. The little girl then got a basket, bought provisions, and set out on her errand of mercy. Before she returned, the hair.dresser had gone to her mother's, found that lady come home, and re

DEAF, DUMB, AND BLIND GIRL.

lated to her the whole circumstances. So that, when the possessor of the flaxen tresses came back, she was gratified by being received into the open arms of her pleased and praising parent.

When the story was told at the police-office, by the hair. dresser, the abstraction of the loaf - was visited by no severe punishment. The sin

gular circumstances connected with the case raised

many friends to the artisan and his family, and he was soon restored to health and comfort.

DEAF, DUMB, AND BLIND GIRL. Of Laura Bridgeman, the deaf, dumb, aud blind girl, whose only means of communication with the external world is by the touch, the following incident is related in the report by Dr. Home, of the Perkins' Institution for the Blind at Boston. It is the account of an interview with her mother.

“Six months after Laura had left her home, her mother came to visit her, and the scene of their meeting was an interesting one.

The mother stood some time, gazing with overflowing eyes upon her unfortunate child, who, all unconscious of her presence, was playing about the room. Presently, Laura ran against her, and at once began feeling her hands, examining her dress, and trying to find out if she knew her; but not succeeding here, she turned away as from a stranger, and the poor woman could not conceal the pang she felt that her beloved child did not know her.

She then gave Laura a string of beads which she used to wear at home, which were recognised by the child at once, who, with much joy, put them around her neck, and sought me eagerly, to say she understood the string was from her home.

The mother now tried to caress her; but poor Laura repelled her, preferring to be with her acquaintances.

Another article from home was now given her, and she began to look much interested: she examined the stranger much closer, and gave me to understand that she knew she came from Hanover; she even endured her caresses, but would leave her with indifference at the slightest signal. The distress of the mother was now painful to behold; for althongh she had feared that she should not be recognised, the painful reality of being treated with cold indifference hy a darling child, was too much for woman's nature to bear.

After a while, on the mother taking hold of her again, a vague idea seemed to fit across Laura's mind that this could not be a stranger ; she therefore felt her hands very eagerly, wbile her countenance assumed an expression of intense interest—she became very pale, and then suddenly red-hope seemed struggling with doubt and anxiety, and never were contending emotions more strongly painted upon the human

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