The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1859-09-23

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seamstress, while Mrs. May exclaimed in
tones Of deepest modification:
why, Mrs. Doctor Graves, | did not
know you were here"
"Ies, have been urging Mrs. Hall to
let me assist her." replied Mrs. Graves with
a cold inclination of the head. at really
makes my heart ache to see her sittitg here
so late and 80 tired. | wish | could help
her."
"Really-I-" exclaimed Mrs. May, ter.
ribly embarrassed, for Mrs. Graves was
socially as we'll as Intellectually her supe-
rior.
Let me send you some ieIies for your
sick boy, won't you?" continued the doc
tors wife, preparing to 90.
"l!l call in again Monday" she said and
slipping a dollar into the hand of Mrs.
Hall, as she turned to go.
Here is more than my pay, Mrs.
Graves"
mo matter-I shall have plenty for you
to do; don't stop to give the change, good
night!' and she was gone.
Mrs. May sat silent and un easy while
IIIS SLilCulHO went on,
why didn't you tell me somebody was
here?" she asked almost Grossly.
"Why should I?' asked Mrs. Hall gent
ly. 'La1ies are here quite often, you
know" she added, sand Mrs. Graves is a
true lady" The cheek of Mrs. May flush
ed.
"lour dress is finished" said the seam
stress, folding it up.
81 really did not intend to pay you to-
night!' said Mrs. May, half angrily. | am
very punctual myself, and it annoys me
when others are not. What is the bill"
"lt is two dollars and fifty cents" replied
Mrs Hall.
'Extravagant price," exclaimed Mrs.
May. you did not charge Mrs. Graves
half that"
at was a child's dress" she replied.
90, there is always tavoritism," respond
ed Mrs. May. "here, shall have to owe
you dollar now; you can send for it in
week"
She, too, was gone, and the weary wo-
man bowed her head upon her cIasped
hands and wept bitterly. A soft voice like
a rich flute note came from the bed
'Don't cry mother
''W by, Jimmy, are you awake, child 2"
asked the mosher."
"1es, [ heard that kind woman, and the
ugly woman too; don't cry mother; come
here and | will kiss you; love you moth
er."
"God bless you,' sobbed the weary one,
as she touched the chid's white forehead
with her burning lips.
"Who is it for, did you say?" asked the
Mrs. Merrivale.
"Mrs. Hall, the dress-maker. She is
just up from severe fever, and no one to
help her and her four children. | have al
ready collected over forty dollars"
''Is she member of our church," quer-
led the speaker lounging gracefully.
'I'm sure | don't know whether she's
church member at all, replied Mrs. Graves
and her voice trembled as she spoke. 81
never asked her, for | seem to feel she is
one Of the Lords poor. At any rate fshe
S not a christian, Il think she Is, however)
we will show her what christians can do"
1--WE always have so much to do for our
church poor" said the lady, in little,
luerulous voice.
81 must have free Offering said Mrs.
Graves. rising.
60, well, I'll see--don't 90; yes, here is
a one dollar gold piece in my portmonie-
Of course have your word for it, thatshe
is decent and good woman"
''If she were better off," said Mrs. Graves,
Significantly, "she would De called a very
refined, lady like woman
A faint color came to the cheeks of her
were then exchanged, and
the ladies separated.
Meantime, in the home of the dress
maker, the wife and mother sat disconsol-
ate and with a sinking heart. How Ian
guild she was The little girls had been
ousily engaged at work since the morning;
hey would not let her stir as she sat so
istless, wishing that she were quite well.
Jne hal swept the floor, another had
made the bed more comfortable for the
Door invalid boy-and every moment their
title feet and hands and tongues were 90
ng. The little boy was busy with 81 ate
and pencil, trying he said, to make the
lear face of Mrs Graves, who had made
his poor mother almost well again.
Mrs Hall sat near the scant fire. think
NC. True, she was getting better, but the
cold winter was coming, and she feared it
would be many months before she was
quite strong. suddenly little Susy cried
mother, they are bringing some
.hins here" Presently gentleman en-
ered and asked if Mrs. Hall lived there.
Ghe widow answered. "Then here is
'ewing machine | was requested to leave
here"
at must be another Mrs. Hall, sir,
have not ordered anything of the kind"
"This is where the ladies sent me, mad
nm, Mrs Doctor Graves was one Of them
They said No so 'iLe Street; am sure it
was for YOU
"For me!" cried the widow, clasping her
hands, while a rose color flushed either
sheek-"a sewing machine for me-"
30. mother, isn't it beautiful" cried lit
lie Susv.
"Why mother, what are you CRYING for."
lueried little Anna, the eldest; IL should
think you would be perfectly happy"
God knows how happy | ann God sees
how happy | am" murrnered the widow.
looking up through her tears. 40, IN,
God, visit with Thy choisest blessing. the