Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1860-11-16

Unable TO make peace with himself, Mr..
Fleetwood a, las; at down TO answer the
widows letter. llc wrote brief. kind,
suggestive note but after reading il over
twice, ,Oro It up, 'ayiusa' he didso;
"It reads like mockery. She asked me
for bread, and it seem. like giving her a
stone"
Then hc tired /, again, bu, not much
moro 10 bis .aii.l.c,ion. This answer he
was also about destroying, bu, he checked
himself with the words.
Il nigh, pen forty letters, and the last
would read no better than the dr,,. Le,
,hi, one &c"
And no folded, sealed and directed il.
The nsI, mail that lef, ws-,broOk bore II,
away for is remote destination. Let US
return TO Mrs Maynard.I
=" We should have had an answer from
Mr.. Fleetwood two days ago. ALICE"
The daughter sighed but did not answer.
What time hocs the mail from the Ea',
come in. Alic-7"
AT four o'clock"
"And it I. Eve now ?"
lc-. ma'am."
won't you pat o7 your bonno, and
.i-p over 10 the poe, oiHcc ?"
Alice went, bu, returned, as on the pre-
yiou. days. with nothing in her hand.
9" No letter ?" said Mr'. Maynard, a' she
came in.
" None. was tho r,rly.
"Oh. Why has he no, writtsn7 II help
come not from Mr Fleetwood, thcrq is no
help Tor u, in this world"
Another day Of waiting. in which that
deferred horr which mlkcth the hear, SICK
,rcmbled like the light of a iAP'r niekcrins
! in tie wind. passed wcarily away. At I've
O'Clock Alice was at the pu',ofirr again.
And now letter was placed In her hand,
directed % her mother. and 90 the envelope
she read with heart. bound. the word
Wstbrook." not h,cser than her siep,
VA. the wind. a. she ran back home.
- letter. and from Wc.,brook =" she
criei oui eagerly. as .ho entered tho room
where her mother at anIiou,ly awaiting
her
Tho hand. Of Mr.. Maynard shook as she
opened and unfolicd the long hoped for an.
svcr. l, was brief. and II. conteni' fully
Understood in few moments. Alice,
whose eve, w,rc GIci eagerly upon her
mother while ,bc read In silence saw her
coun,cnanec change. grow pale. and The
look OF hopeful expectation died out, utterly.
Then as the letter dropped &, the door, her
hanI, were held up asains, her face - a'
70 hide 1t from view. aud .he at With the
,,illnr., Of one who had been paralytgl.
Taking up the letter. Alice read
My DEE M,Dw-Your letter has
troubled me deeply and the more %, Do.
clu., il fni, mo wholly unable To give that
hclp Of which YOU stand 50 much IN need.
Since you lclG we,tbrook thing. have chang
cd with me and many other. | have Lost
nearly all my property, and find myself IN
.,raish,fncI Circumstances splins mc to
write ,hi.; no, 50 much on my accoun. as
IN your., Tor it will come to you with a
chilli Of disappointment. but you and |
and all Of us are ia the hands and under
the earc of one who knoweth our wants,
and who hc,rc,h even the young ravens
when they cry. You have Father IN
heaven, dear N adam. and Father who has
not forgotten you. Look 10 Him, and hope
in Him. he will not iorsako you in this
great extremity Tie earth !. Ills AMI the
fullnes, thcreoi. All hearts are lis, and
am sure lie will turn some hearts to you in
kindness. There Is no nigh, without sue
eeedins DAY. The morning comeih as sure
a. the evening. Look and trust In God.
lie has something for all Ills children to do;
something for you to do, aud your hands
will lind the work. II may now be lying
all unseen around you.
"Itisinmy hear, to offer deeds instead
OF words but can only give what | pos
sess. May the widows Husband and The
orphans Father succor YOU In the hour ol
peril
Your frierd a, heart.
EDWARD fLEETwooD."
u lie writes kindly" said Alice, n she
finished reading the letter, "and there is
comfort even in words when they come from
the lip. Of friend. "
81 "woris do no, feed the hungry NOT
elothe the naked, answered Mrs. Maynard,
in some bit,crne.. Of tone.
\ She lad scarcely said this when the door
Of the room in which they we're sitting wa'
pushed open, aud a boy about ten years old,
bareiootel and meanly clad, came in with
q pitcher 10 one hand and a small basket In
the other.
"Motber sen, ,hese, Mrs. Maynard" be
said, with a pleased smile on his face The
pitcher was filled with new milk, and there
wa, loaf OF bread in the basket. She
says, please aeeeP, them
"Your mother is very kind, Henry" 70
piled Mrs. Maynard "Tell her am ye:y
much obliged to her"