Lithograph cut from a newspaper. Depicted is the indside of a man's house. Left is a three-leg stool, shovel. Right is a chair. The man has a sharp look on his face, bent over with robe around him, clutching is closed, right hand holds a lantern. Kneeling at the open door is a small girl , hands in a praying position, hanging over her left arm is a small basket. Part of an explanation about the illustration is printed on back.
*Printed on back, black ink: "poor little girl - oh! so thinly clad - oh, so pinched and persihed with the bitter cold - who hugging her little limbs all together in the vain attempt to keep an atom of warmth in, was shivering and moaning piteously in the bleak night air. On one arm she bore a a little basket, which Simon by the light of his horn lantern, could see was full of odds and ends of tape, ribbon, balls of cotton, packets of pins and needles, memorandum-books, almanacks, ballads, and such small matters. "what are you doing here?" asked Simon, in a voice which was meant to be very gruff, but which was, I am inclined to think, rather comapssionate than otherwise. "Oh! if you please," sobbed the little maid with the basket, "I lost my way crossing Roughsall Fell, and I wandered and wandered, oh! for ever so long, till I came to this village. And, please sir, I felt very cold and hungry, and I knocked at almost every door all the way down from the church; but some wouldn't answer, and some called from the inside that I was to go away, and threatened me with the constable out of the window; and I was so cold and tired out when I came to this house, that I did not dare to knock, and lay down across the door to die........"