Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1847-06-18

which she had long sloce rellnqulshed 10 the
younger children.
WHata scene did Mary behold! Two
children were crouched beside a few sticks
of green wood, which they were in vain at
tempting to kindle; their blue legs and pnr-
ple arms boosted not even as sclnty a cover
ing as the body. with as thin calico. a few
potato parings lay upon the hearth, which
one seemed grcediiy chewing:
"Nhat a privilege to be a Christian y
and Mary, turning suddenly, beheld the
skinny arms Of a woman extended from a
low bed. "Oh, Mr.. Lee, knew God would
not forsake us" Tears g~lislencd in her sunk
en-, gray, eye, and even the gray hairs which
were scattered on her forehead, as Mary az
forwards declared, seemed like a halo around
that dry, withered face. resplendent with the
emotions Of a thankful heart.
This severe cold has set in so suddenly,
we feared you might be in want, and have
come in to help YOU" said Mr.. Lee, kindly,
taking the sick woman's hand; 'you have
been ill-again, ] am afraid. This is my Ma
ry, Mrs. Jones'" and he drew Mary towards
the bed.
"God bless You, my dear; God bless you
for leaving your warm home TO come and
see an old one like me-" said the woman, in
a broken voice, ''and you are going to be
like your father, finding ont the sick and re-
Loving the poor. Oh, Miss Mary, it's your
father that denies himself for his Masters
cause. 1t is not he that spends his money
g~ewgawing; nobody that's suffering can
comc to him without finding help some way;
it's me that knows that, indeed. Yes, it's
me-" and her voice choaked, and she cover
ed her face in silent blessing.
Meanwhile, Mr.. Lee WAS aiding the chill
drcn's efforts about the fire.
"We've got on four potatoes, sir said one
as in disappointment he thrust his fingers in
to the pile Of cold ashes. ooh. sir, don't
you think they WjL-ruast to-day gland turned
his peaked, disquieted face up TO Mr.. Lee,
as he made the anxious inquiry.
''lf you DO not have potatoes, you shall
have something, my child" said Mr.. Lee,
patting the boy on his head.
"Shall we!" he exclaimed earnestly.
The good man then went TO the sleigh and
bore in d basket filled with objects for imrne-
date comfort. "The Lord be praised ~
calculated the aged Christian; that's he
that's deacon Lee !"
"Grdndmother, you prayed, and told us
to pray, for God only could help us, and you
said he would help" exclaimed the
IuHHllH from HeT Deu 10 tHe DdSkel,
in greatful ecstacy.
Mary looked on in fearful silence. 1t was
a scene she was not soon to forget. To her
full heart, her father seemed an angel, minis
tering indeed to the heirs of salvation.
"Whata privilege it was to bless that suf.
family !' said Mary, with deep emo
ion, as they rode over the ice-bound bridge
II the foot of the hill.
by denying myself the Injuries of life,
Mary, | have been able to do this. Our
has all the comforts of life. Now, Ma
y, you have grown up, and have a voice ia
he family arrangements. Do you choose
hat we shall buy costly furniture, and SPLEEN
did decorations for our house, or shall we
use our earnings, as God has prospered us,
in relieving the distressed, seeking out the
suffering, and aiding the great plans Of do
ing good, which are every where TO advance
the Redeemer's cause 2"
"Let me be like you, father" exclaimed
Mary, stricken to the heart, when she re-
membered how much pain she must have
caused him.
'Deny yourself, and thus initiate the ey-
ample Of your Redeemer, my child, said, the
father, with deep %solemnity.
From that day, Mary reioiced in her home,
and was often found within humble homes,
bearing the blessings of Christian charity
and love.