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of everything like affectation or conde-
scension. won their confidence. In the
charm Of her conversation the fact was
quite forgotten tha, their house was more
plainly or more scanliy furnished than
their neighbors. Blu: this fact was at
length recalled to their minds by Mrs.
Ives observing TO Mr.. Coleman
'You seem to be setting oul right in the
world. my young friend. suppose you
intend to be rich one of these days, and
| think you will succeed
I'VE hope some day to be better off
than we now are replied Mr.. Coleman.
Il know we have begun life differently
from most young people, he added, cast
ing his eyes around the scantily furnished
apartment, 'and the most Of our neigh
bors think the worse Of us for il. But
the fact is, we have both of US set out
with the determination never to contract
debt
Il doubt not you will soon be able to
finish your house and furnish it neatly
said Mrs. Ives. kindly aud approvipgly.
Il admire your spirit of honesty and inde-
perdence. ard should be sorry to do any
thing to wound it. But we have some
furniture in our garret. which we stored
there to make room for more, and if you
will accept the loan Of some chairs and
a table until il is convenient for you to
purchase those whiS p will suit you bet
ter. it will crafty me much 10 let you
have them
This offer was made with so much
kindness and delicacy, that Mr.. Coleman
could not seluse or feel wounded by it..
After Mrs. Ives had left, he exclaimed
That is what l cail a kind end true
hearted woman. She has made me think
better Of the world than | did half ON
hour ago.
This was true, The delicate act OF
kindness had stolen The bitterness from
the heart OF the proud man--for proud
he was. and it had taught him to think
more charitable Of all his race.
Years passed on. Mark Coleman s
dreams were more than realized. His
house soon finished and neatly furnished;
after which he had no reason TO com plain
of his neighbors. But he did not renal in
there many years. He removed to q
larger place where he could extend his
operations. After the first few Jears,
wealth flowed in upon him as rapidly as
he could desire. But it is not our pur-
pose to follow him through his course.
Our tale now passes over a period OF
some years. In pleasant villoge many
miles from its opening scene, stands q
dila apida.ed dwelling, of that peculiar
hue which the suns and storms OF three
four;hs Of century impart to the natur-
al color Of wood. This dwelling is in
habited by lone widow. and an inva-
lid granddaughter, girl of fourteen.
The couch Of the invalid is placed
in the most comfortable corner
Of the only comfortable apartment the
dwelling contains. A stand is placed by
the side Of the bed, covered with a clean
white cloth, On this stand the widow is
preparing 10 place the evening NEAL
While thus employed she suddenly stop
ped. exclsimirg--
Here is farmer White coming with
the grain he promised to let me have. l
must get the money for him.
So saying. she stepped quietly to the
old bureau which stands in the corner Of
the room. Unlocking one of the draw
ers. she takes out bill from a box de-
posted in the corner OF this drawer. and
haslens out TO meet the farmer. The
eyes of the young invalid follow her
sadly as she takes the bill from the box,
and also Us she carefully deposits in the
same place the bills ard the change given
her by the farmer. Neihing. however,
is said until the evening meal is over. and
the tea things removed and put back in
their places. Then the invalid mur-
murs--'Grandmother The widow in
stansly approached the bed. and stands by
its side.
sWhat was that bill which farmer
white changed for you. grandmother
1T was FIVE dollar bill.'
Yves it The last you hada'
Yes. my dear
is then our money SO nearly spent?-1
fear it will not last till you get your
pension, and then if you should not get
il, what should we dor
TRY to obey your Heavenly Father to.
night. dear Alice. He says: "Take no
thought for the morrow, for the morrow
shall take thought for the things Of it.
SELF Sufficient unto the day is the evil
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