The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1856-04-23
NUMBER 2I9.

as she quickened her steps.
,"Yes. But I'm so tired Lucy. III only
had big piece of bread and buttsfio
swell, dear. I'll try and get yon some there.
1t don't seem like begging to ask for it in tbs
country" s.r..z,rr - s.
4 few moments later she opened the, bfoad
back gate, and went up to the kitchen door,
Farmer Keeps housekeeper--an old woman
with yellow white cap, and check apron tied
over her linsey-woolsey skirt---answersd hsY
knock. -.
"Do you want any help, orido yoa fnow.a
any body round here that doesF, timidly ask
ed the girl. wells. rooq .es3 81, 4sdi
The old lady peered at her with her dim
eyes "No," she said. 'There Amt but four
lon us-Farrner Keep, and the two hired men,
and me. It's harvest time Just now though,
and reckon you'll find aplace up. inufhesvas
lage.r ga. d a.sa3 l,ss..serq ri
Thank you. Benny here-my little broth
er's very tired, for we've walked from the de-
pot since ten O'Clock Can you let US come Id
and rest awhile?" etE9 I'd q .94 .s--oe1
"Sartin you cam" The sight of the listfs
child touched the old woman, and they went
into the large old fashioned kitchen, and sat
down in the iag-bottoEned chairs, while vita
"a glowing cheek the girl cast about in her
mind for the best manner to present her peds
ltion for food. saa14 .a91 .a;s,el,,,.J
Before she had decided, the masterrof. .thd
house suddenly entered the Kitchen for it'was
nearly dinner time. Hewas alargs. muscular
broad -chested, sun-burnt many with q hard,
gloomy expression on the face, where sixty
years were beginning to write their historys<-
He stood still with surprise, gazing on thenew
occupants of the kitcheql and the boy draw
close to sister, and the girl threw up . timids
nhk into he rrfn
"You don't know of nobody round here that
wants little help, do ye. farmer?n asked the
old woman. "Heres girl wants place; and
as she's walked from the depot, told her shs
might come inand resta bit aforeshs @entuP
into the village to try her ldck." ;" cs ...slssy
"No," shortly answered the farmer. sDiu-
ner ready?" and the rich man turned away.
without one gentle word or kindly look for stha
Homeless children whom God had brought to
his door. Loo 3 s2a5 1E4-asA.N- e-l''4E'
Lucy, Lucy, don't stay here; I'm airaidss..
and the little boys lip curIed and duiveTed 60
he turned his face from the farmers. .-oz
"Lucyi Lucyt' How these little trembling
tones went down, down, down, into the nan's
hard hearti How the dead days Of his9 youth
burst out of their graves, and rustled through
his memory at that low, broken Lacy! Lstcyiss5
He turned and looked at the girl, not seurY
as before, but kind Of eager, questioning in-
terest. .ai =. .i2G- sAF q '':a'
"What IS your name?s - lo saisd
"Lucy Wheeler, SIRE @a ..-.g {.
He staggered back, and caught hold Of the
nearest chair. 'And what was your moth
ler'sH -o1 t5"@ a ..+'l.s -. 90 ! = ----.s
eI4ucy Reid. She used to live IN Meadow
Brook and so came here to get work, for she
told me to before she died" 49,, - 7.a,y.
| At that moment the angels looked down,
and saw the seed that had lain for two score
years in the heart of Justin Keep spring up;
and the foacer bosseusea in the arildernessi ec
/ He strobe across the kitchen to the bewil-
ldered girl. He brushed back her bonnet. and
turned her face to the light. He could not be
mistaken. 1t was the one framed and hung
up in the darkened room OF his soul. Ths
) blue eye of his Lucy looked once more on bis
Town. At that moment the little boy pushed
up between them and gazed wistfuiiy INTO the
lman's face Farmer Keep sat down and TOOK
the child on his knee. He tried to speak, nu'
instead great sobs came up, and heayed his
strong chest. The trio in the kitchen gazed On
him in mute astinishment.
"Lucy,s children!" "Lucy's childrenis he
murmured at last, in voice whose tenderness
was like that of a mother. HGod has sent
YOU to me. For her sake this shall be youI
: home, for her sake will be father to you.
Five years. afterward Cora wrote to me-
f eve are having fine times now, dear cousin
Jennie, and mama wants to know If you dc
not need to renew your rosy cheeks among ths
| dews of Medow Brook. Uuncle Charhe !.
[ With us this summer, and if you were here
t also nv happiness would be complete. pa
Y "Lucy Wheeler-you remember hssr@-hs' hsI@ sll
the place in my heart next to yours. Her dis +.
r nosition is as lovely as her face, and that
saving grea:. deal DEAL : Is rare, sweet beauty
t does one good to behold it. Farmer Keel
a seems to so0rsbip her and Benny. He is
e changed man now, and goes to church regulal
: as the Sabbath. He has spared no pains Q
5 expense in Ltcys education, and she will b
: most accomplished woman. She is here YER
8 often, ahd / have my suspicious that uncl
It Charlie---n'inporte will not trust this to pei
y and paper. . 80. ,,3s, /.
L "But o. Jennie what lesson has all thi
taught me! How it has deepened my faith u
is God and in humanity! l5i5w .',rtsTis2 if7.,
!, Snow, when my heart. yearns over IA
Is wretched, the SHINING, the outcast, remem eI
1t her always THERE IS A FLOWER IN THE WILD WILD
ERNEss" 4--' zu......-.....--.--.
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