Show from the waverly magazine rich and poor I 1 BT WILLIAM EA A little girl stood at a rach mans door piteously begging a mite from dris store stare the rich mans hoase was waa a palace grand and he was a lord of the land i tha day was young in in the east the sun san to rise oer the housetops house hauae tops had j not begun but hunger had derived the little girl then I 1 so early forth to beg of men the little girl knocked with a timid knook knock and the door was opened with a terrible shocks shock A liveried lacky with a frowning brow cried you beggar trat brat what want you now t please sir give me something to 1 eat I 1 am sick with hunger and cold are my foht give me ire the crumbs that tat fall fail to the floor and leave my blessing atthe rich mans door curse you clear out weve nothing to give what matters it to us if you perish or live my master gives ivea not to to the beggarly race lace I 1 and the brute slammed the door in the little girls face anater anoter the little girl passed to anoker door and timidly knocked as aa she did aid before but this was a poor maws maui humble home unlike the rich mauls maus lofty dome I 1 A motherly woman wom an opened the door and her plain good face a kind smile smila wore what seek sae k you so fo early poor poof little maid 91 1 I seek for bread the little gitl said my poor little girl come quickly in you look all 41 a cold and your clothes are thin I 1 in the poor mans house is an empty seat by the poor mans fire you shall warm warin your feet I 1 have little to give but a something I 1 may from my little store spare you today to day and the little girl her tearful eyes he will bless you who lives 1 the poor from the poor more mercy do get than they from the me rich have iver ever yet t met for the poor man will give while the rich man will not for the rich takes no heed of the poor anels ones lot |