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“ The objects o f tins A ssociation a re to g a th er in to th e School v a g ra n t a n d destitute children, w ho, fr o m the p o v e r ty or vice of 5 their p a r e n ts, a re u n ab le to a ttend the P u b lic Schools, a n d w h o g a th er a p re c a rious livelihood b y begging or p ilfering ; to g ive them ideas o f m o ra l a n d religious d u ty ; to instruct them in the elements o f le a rn in g a n d different branches of industry, a n d ehable them to obtain a n honest a n d h onorable support a n d to become u se f ul m em b ers o f S ociety .”— A r t i c l e 2 o f t h e C o n s t it u t io n o f . t h e I n d u s t r ia l S c h o o l o f R o c h e s t e r , N . T Vol. >6—No. 4.] ROCHESTER, N.Y., WEDNESDAY, SEPT. 15, 1880. [Whole No. 184. B r e a d upo n th e W a t e r s . PU B L IS H E D MONTHLY by th e Industrial School A s- t sociation, of R ochester, N, Y ., under the supervision of the following GOMMI'I T E E O F P U BLIOA TION : MRS. GEO. GOULD. MRS. E. N. ALLEN, MISS SARAH P IT K IN, MISS MARY 1. WAIT. ED IT R E S S , MRS. S E T IIII. T E R R Y , 41 A tkinson St. TREASU R E R , MRS. G EORGE GOULD, 46 N o r t h S o p h ia S t . 'IERM S OF S U B S C R IP T IO N : <>2 C ents a Year. U nder the New Postal Law th e Publishers pre-pay the Postage. R A 1 E S OF A D V E R T IS IN G : Pr. Sq. 1 in., 1 in sertion,$1 00 Three M onths, 2 00 Six M onths, ..................... 3 00 One Y e a r, ............................ 6 00 A Column contains eleven squares. Entered a t the P ost Office a t R ochester, New York, as second-class m ail m atter. Quarter C olumn $12 00 One T hird C olumn,. 15 00 Half Column, 1 y e a r.20 00 One Column, 1 y ear. 30 00 BY LIEU T . M U R R A Y . Baby A s l e e p . Baby lias gone to the land of dreams— Hush or you’ll wake him! How still it seems ; Carefully shut the bed-room door, Noiselessly tip-toe across the floor. See how sweet he looks as he lies, With fringed lids shutting the dark brown eyes, One pink palm pressing the dimpled cheek, And his red lips parted as if to speak. Yonder, in the low rocking chair, Is a broken plaything,—he left it tin : And there in the corner beside the door Lies a motley heap of as many more : Jack-knives, picture -boo1 marbles, ball, Tailless monkey, and !. ..dless doll, And bright new pennies, his special joy, By the father hoarded to please his boy. There lie his shoes on the kitchen floor, That all day long they have pattered o’er,— Battered and chubby, short and wide. Worn at the toe and cracked at the side ; And there hangs the little dress he wore, Scarlet flannel and nothing more, But there clings about it a nameless charm, For the sleeves were creased by his dimpled arm. Dear little feet that are now so still, Will ye ever walk in the patlis of ill? Rosebud lips, will ye ever part, Bringing pain to a mother's heart? Keep, O Father, that baby brow Ever as pure from stain as now ; Lead him through life by Thy guiding hand, Safelv into the better land. The name of Journot is historic in France, belonging to one of those ancient families who have maintained, even to the present day, the honor of a proud name, though the representatives have passed through all manner of vicissitudes attend ant upon revolution and loss of property, and we may add of life itself, since more than one who bore the name, died by the guillotine.. It was near the close of the reign of Louis XV., one January afternoon, that a crowd m ight have been seen gathered up on one side of the Rue de la Paix in Paris. There stood in the midst of the group, a woman neatly but simply dressed, with an infant in her arms, while hard by a couple of officers of the law were forcing a man away from the spot. A few busy hands 1 were loading a cart with furniture and other domestic articles. In vain the wife’s tears. An advocate, j as he was called, had been employed to en force the law, and he stood there as rigid and cold as marble. Hard by a good cure was trying to comfort the wife, and inter ceding, but fruitlessly, with the agent of I the law, who acted for the creditor. In the struggle with their prisoner the coat of the husband had been torn from his back, and he was now being borne away to the prison through the cold January atmosphere in his shirt sleeves. The wife, also shivering from exposure ; to cold, could only press her infant to her breast and sob aloud. At that moment there rode down the Rue de la Paix a young and handsome man, in an open carriage. As the vehicle : came opposite the throng i t . was stopped by the crowd, so that the driver could only draw up his horses and wait for it to dis perse. The occupant of the vehicle lean- led forward to ascertain the cause of the interruption. His eyes caught those of : the good cure, who instantly came forward saying: “ It is a poor, unfortunate family, Mon sieur, who are being driven from their home by a heartless creditor. They are worthy and good people, as I well know. ” “ And cannot pay the debt ?” asked the young Marquis Journot, for that was his name. “ The man cannot pay.” “ How much is the debt ?” “ Fifty louis, Monsieur.” “ Is that all ’{” “ A small sum to you, perhaps, Mon- i sieur, but quite too much for this poor man to attempt to pay.” The young marquis had taken out his pocket-book as he remarked, “ Is that all.” j “ Here, my good priest,” he said, “ you | seem to be a friend of this unfortunate family. Take this money, pay the credit- | or, and restore them to their home.” “ B ut this is a hundred louis, Monsieur. The debt is only fifty,” said the cure. “ Never mind, there will be some extra expense in getting the family to rights ionce more.” “ May heaven bless you, Monsieur,” said the cure solemnly lifting his cowl and look ing up to the sky. “ Such disinterested charity m ust be recorded above 1” “ Drive on, Antoine,” said the marquis to his coachman, as the crowd, who readily interpreted the generous act, sent up a ringing shout of “ Vive la marquis !” The priest settled the account and took a receipt upon the spot. The advocate and his officers slipped away, and the crowd vied with each other in energetic efforts to place the poor m an’s articles once more within doors. He was a modest trader, who had trusted out too much in small sums to his customers, and, being unable to collect it all in at the day and hour when he required it, had been thus summarily dealt with by a hard creditor. “ And who is that generous man ?” asked the wife. “ It was the young Marquis Journot,” replied the care. “ He shall be remembered in my pray ers,” she said solemnly. “ Amen,” said the husband, as he kissed the baby. “ And these fifty louis over?” suggest ed the cure.
