The Kanzas news., 1857-11-28
"Eyes open.n

: Eyes open.
ts0ur minister said in his sermon, las
J evening"" said Mrs. Beach, the wife of ;
prosperous wholesale dry goods merohan
on Market street, SIS she busted her mante
Fl of porcelain and marble, on Monday, '.tha
\ be. who wanted to do good must keep con
lstant lockout for opportunities; that Goo
does not find our work, and bring it ready
fitted and prepared to the hand; but spread:
: the world before US, and We are TO wall
through it as Christ and the, APOSTLES did
with eyes OPEN looking for The sick ana
i suffering, the poor and the oppressed
4 - CHOW j am certain, )" continued the latir,
as she replaced marble Diana in the ceftrt
of the mantel, II should like TO do some
good every day; one feels so much bette,
when they go to rest at night and IN Jus,
keep my ''eyes open" to-day, and see If ]
come across any opportunities that unde,
ordinary circumstances should let slip.,'7
i Half an hour later Mrs. Beach was in the
nursery, with the washerwoman who had
come for theclothes. ''I wish, Mrs. Simms,' %
said she, as she heaped the soiled linen in
! the basket, ssthat you would get Tommy's
aprons ready for me by Wednesday; we are
going out of town to remain until Saturday,
and I shall want good supply on hand for
such careless little scamp as he is. - .
p s'Well, I'll try, ma'am, - said the wash
erwoman; ''I've got behindhand good deal
since Sammy had the whooping cough: but
now he's better must try to make up for
! lost time.''
''Has he had the whooping cough? Poor
little fellowi How old is he?" questioned
the lady 800 e.. a'F-
''He was three last April, ma'am.''
''And Tom is. FOUR unused the lady
'fLook here, Mrs. Simms, won't you just
open the lower drawer of that bureau, and
take out those four green worsted dresses in
the corner? Toms outgrown them, YOU
see since last winter, but they are almost as
good as new. Now; if you want them for
little Sammy, they'll do nicely, without al
tering, I think
"Want them, Mrs. Beachp' answered the
washerWoman, with tears starting in her
dim eyes, 81 haven't any words to thank
you, or tell what treasure they u be- Why
they'll keep the little fellow as warm as toast
all winter.'
s'Well, I'll place them on the top of the
clothes, - said the lady, smiling to herself as
she thought, my eyes have been open once
to-day" - t.f.ss.
Not long afterwards, Mrs Beach was on
her way to market-for she was notable
housekeeper-when she met a boy who had
lived short time in her family, the year
before, to do errands, wait on the door, DC.
He was bright, good hearted boy, and had
been great favorite with the family, and
Mrs. Beach had always felt interested in him,
but this morning she was in quite hurry,
and would have passed him with a cordial
but hasty, GLOW are you, Joseph, my boy?
Do come and see u.s. had it not struck her
that Joseph's face did not wear its usual hap
py expression. She paused as the memory
of last nights sermon flashed through her
mind and asked:-''Is there anything the
matter with you, Joseph? You do not look
so happy as you used to.''
The boy looked up moment with half
doubling. half confding expression, into
the lady's face; the latter triumphed 'fMr.
Anderso1's S moved out of town. he said,
pushing back his worn, but neatly brushed
cap from his hair, $50 I've lost my place;
then little Mary's SICK and that makes it very
bad just now.'' eE. trs .am~a gs
$50 it does,'' answered Mrs. Beach, her
sympathies warmly enlisted. t'But never
mind, Joseph; remember, only night be-
fore last, my brother said he would want a
new errand boy in a few days, for his store,
and he'd give agood one two dollars week.
Now. Pll see him to-day, and get the situa
ton for you, if you like" e
The boys whole face frightened up
''Oh! shall be so glad of it, Mrs. Beach"
'sAnd see here, Joseph; I'm going to
market, and perhaps we can find something
nice for little Mary" The lady remember
ed that Joseph's mother, though poor seam
stress, was proud woman, and felt this
would be a delicate way of presenting her
gift.
So she found some delicious pears and
grapes and a nice chicken to make some
broth for Mary, who she learned was i'll with
fever, before she proceeded to do her own
marketing. But it was-a pity that the lady
did not see Joseph as be sprang into the
chamber where little Mary lay moaning
wearily on her bed, while her mother sat
stitching busily IN one corner, and held up
the chicken and the fruit, crying: ''Good
newsiz Good nnewsls Ive got all these nice
things for Mary, and a place at two dollars
a WeekP' g rgs.s
o. how little Mar5's hot fingers closed
over the punches of white grapes, while the |
sewing dropped from her mothers fingers, |
as the tears ran down her cheeks. -
It was evening, and Mrs. Beach sat in the /
library absorbed in some new book, when |
she heard her. husbands step IN the hail. |
Though the morning had been pleasant the |
afternoon was cloudy, and the day had gone |
down in low sulIen, penetrating rain.
s'Now, Mrs. Beach loved her husband !
with the love of a true wife, but he was not
a denonstrative man, and the first beauty |
and poetry of their married life. had settled |
down into somewhat bare, every day, mat |
ter-of-fact existence. But her heart was
warm to-night-warm with the good deeds |
of the day, and. remembering The resolu- |