Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1862-03-07

year. There is stove in it already,
and carpet on the floor, and thirty
dollars more would supply it with ev-
erything more needed for comfort
Now if could pay the rent Of that
room year in advance for Anne Had
| ley, and fit it up neatly, what fine
start it would be for herl It would
give her such rest-such freedom
from carel She would have time to
get we'll. She is very skillful with her
needle, and with the work she could
easily do she could live so nicely, aad
Jenny could go to school. I have it all
planned, and there, with your promise,
goes the hundred dollsrsin.ny pocket. y
John Stirling looked at his wife, and
| it seemed to him, with the generous,
unselfsh light Illuminating it, her face
was the face of an angel. But he did
not say so then. He answered, in the
tone of one raising an objection:
"But what would you wear to the
party, Nellie7 / should not like you
to look shabby" - a s--
"Trust me for that I can wear my
wedding dress. 1t is such rich, heavy
white silk, and it is not soiled at ALL
With little different arrangement of
the trimmings it will be as handsome as
anything [ should get. But are you
quite set upou giving the party, John?"
care not you, dear3' -,
~ was"
There was pause for few moments,
in which Nellie tied and united the tas-
sells of her little silk apron several times
Then she looked up, an eager light
somehow shining through the mist
which had somehow gathered before
her eyes.
81 suppose there are many people in
the city, John, just as worthy as Anne
Hadley, and needing help just as much7"
"Without doubt, Nellie; plenty of
worse cases, especially now that winter
is coming on"
"Could you help me find them7"
II think I could. Some of the
causes of destitution, which he cannot
afford to relieve, makes business man s
heart ache almost every day."
"Then four hundred dollars extra,
which you would not have given other
wise, will do great deal, won't it2'
eyes, great deaf. It is a large
sum-" j..
eyes, it IS large sum, as you said
last night, John, to be spent on sim
gle evenings entertainment for those
who do not need it, but not large when
we compare it with the wants Of those
who suffer. John, have no wish to
give that party. Will you take the
money for doing good?"
s'But those who have invited us, Nell
lie7 The Hurlbuts, the Graysons-all
your many friends2 One weafdn.t like
to be thought mean"
ave can ask them all, a few at
time-all those we care for. Your or
dinary housekeeping allowance is lib
eral enough for that. If that does not
please them, after all, John"-and the
little woman hid her face on her hus-
bands shoulder, for she was one who
seldom uttered her deepest thoughts, or
mentioned, even to him, the emotions
which she held most sacred-"lf they
should not approve it, it matters SO
much more what He thinks, who told
us to invite to our feasts the poor, the
manned, the blind. 1 have been blind
till to- day, John. l don't care for large
parties any more"
"You shall do as your heart has
counselled you, Nellie. The money
shall be at your disposal tomorrow.
We will give our reception to the guests
whom God himself chose for us.
He said no more just then, but Nellie
Stirling had unconsciously gained in
that hour a new and holier hold on the
heart of her husband. He had loved
the gay, half spoiled girl-what word
expresses what he felt for the noble,
sacrificing woman whom that day
had revealed to him?
Anna Hadley's heart was 'lightened
the next day of a weary burden, and she
was as grateful for Mrs. Stirling 8 deli
cacy as for her aid.
sit is not gift to you" the lady said,
as she explained the arrangements she
had made. "You are to help yourself
the same as before. l only want to
offer my tribute to your fathers mem
ory-your father who lost his life in
ministering to an unknown penitent.-
For the sake of that Christian man, who,
like his Master, counted not his life
dear unto him, if thereby he might save
some. You must accept it.
Need [ say how many sad hearts came
to John and Ellen Strings feast that
winter, and were comforted-how many
hungry mouths wore fillod-how many
fires were kindled in cheerless rooms?
Was the sacrifice of giving up one eve
ming, brilliant with lights, odoro is with
flowers, jocund with music, gay with
dance and song, too great? Let the day
Of everlasting reckoning declare!
I Still Live.
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