Quasqueton guardian. (Quasqueton, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1856-1858, 1858-05-13

wen, III put tneu OH inc Top ol the
clothes," said the lady, smiling to her.
self as she thought My eyes have been
open once to-day"
Not long afterwards, Mrs. Beach was
on her way to market-for she was not
able housekeeper-when she met boy
who had lived short time in her family,
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
a hurry, and would have passed him by
with cordial but hasty-
"How 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
happy 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 a
half doubling, half-confding expression,
into the lady's face the latter triumphed
"Mr. Anderson's moved out of town,
he said, pushing back his worn, but neat
| ly brushed cap from his hair, $50 I've
lost my place ; then little Mary's sick
and that makes it very bad just now."
SO it does," answered Mrs. Beach,
her sympalhies enlisted. But never
mind, Joseph | remember, only night
before last, my brother said he would
want new errand boy in few days, foI
his store, and he'd give a good one two
dollars week. Now, I'll see him to-
day and get the situation for you, if you
like"
The boys whole face brig ghtened up
"Oh |! l shall be SO glad of it, Mrs
Beach,"
"And see here, Joseph I'm going tc
market, and perhaps we can find some
thing nice for little Mary
The lady remembered that Joseph's
mother, though poor seamstress, was q
very proud woman, and felt that this
would be delicate way of presenting
her gift.
So she found some delicious pears and
grapes, and nice chicken to make some
broth for Mary, who she learned was il
of fever, before she proceeded to dc
her own marketing. Bnt it was a pity
that the lady did not see Joseph as he
sprang into the chamber where litllt
Mary lay moaning wearily on her bed
while her mother sat stitching busily il
one corner, and held up the chicken and
the fruit, crying
"Good news good news! I've go,
all these nice things for Mary, and place
at two dollars week -
o. how little Mary's hot fingers closed
over the lunches of large white grapes,
while the sewing dropped from her mo-
ther's fingers, as the tears ran down her
cheeks.
1t was evening, and Mrs. Beach sat in
the library, absorbed with some new
book, when she heard her husband
step in the hall. Though the morning
had been pleasant, the afternoon was
cloudy, and the day had gone down in
low, sullen, penetrating rain.
Now, Mrs. Beach loved her husband
with the love of true wife, but he wa:
not demonstrative man, and the frs
beauty of their married life had settled
down into a somewhat bare, every day
matter-of fact existence. But her hear
was warm o-night-warm with tho good
deeds of the day, and, remembering the
resolution of the morning, she threw
down her book and ran down stairs.
+" Henry, DEAR" said the soft voice o
his wife, " has the rain wet you at all
Let me take off your coat for you
THANK you. Mary l don't think In
any wise injured, but YOU may help me
just for the pleasure of it,, and he STOOD
still while she removed the heavy coat
with all of that softness of touch ant
movement which belongs to woman
She hung it up, and then her HUSBAND
drew her to his heart with all the oil
loves tenderness.
| And there was music IN Mrs. Beach
heart as she went up stairs-music to th'
words, "Eyes OPEN"