The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1862-05-09
MAY 8, 1862.


makc? asked Mr.. Becbc, interruptipg her.
Three more, sir.
We'll, I am very glad you have no more
made than three. Now, Mrs. Morgan, I
want you to put on your bonnet, take bas-
ket, and fll 1t with some tea, and sugar and
crackers, and other little things Of that kind
in the closet, and take il to Mrs. Mann, with
those three shirts for her to make
Don't I make your shirts neat enough,
sir? To be sure can't sec quite rs well us
used to when / was young, but when get
on my magnifying glasses l stitch pretty
WELL
you stitch them great deal too neatly,
Mrs. Morgan, and think your eyes can be
much better employed. Now want you to
use them on this errand, and when you come
homo tell me all they have seen2'
WHO is Mrs. Mann, and where does she
live, sirY
'She is poor woman who takes in sewing,
and she lives on Norfolk street.-the first lit
tie white frame house ON tho left, with q
green door,
Yes, sir. ! suppose it won't hurt If we
put some eggs and a little butter in the bas-
kct, too, she said, with a smile.
Il see you know just exactly what to put
in, much better than / do, said he, with q
nod of appreciation saying which he went
into the store again and took up his newspa-
per, while Mrs. Morgan prepared a baskctiul
of good things that would make poor fam.
lily happy any Saturday night.
When Charley left the store he hurried to
the glazier's; but he lived at some distance,
and it was late before he reached home.
why, my son, said his mother, looking
up with sunny smile US he entered, what
has kept you so late?
Il met with an accident, mother
Mrs. Mann looked anxiously at him, to
sce IL any bruises or wounds were visible :
but his smiling face reassured her, and he
proceeded to relate oil the occurrences of the
afternoon. She commended his conduct, but
gently chided his carelcssncss by saying;
well, Charley, We have neither. of us
got much money now; If you had been lit.
tie more careful, we might have had a cupOf
tea tonight; but as it is. we must make
milk ami water do; and am sorry to say
we have no moro sugar.
Mother, are you sorry gave Mr.. Beebe
the money
No, indeed, dear; would rather drink
milk and water instead OF tea oil my life,
than have you do any thing mean; and let
inc tell you, Charley, some poor folk'shaven't
got any milk; we ought to be very thankful
that We have; and here's nearly half loaf
of bread then tomorrow | hope to got some
sewing, and perhaps you will be able to earn
little money-so dare say we shall get
along finely.
But, although the widow spoke checrfully,
sigh finished the sentence.
They were just going to sit down to tea,or
rather milk and water and bread, when a
gentle rap was heard at the door. Charley
went to open it, and there stood little wo.
man with basket on her arm, and smile
on her countenance so bright and pleasant
that am cure she must have saved candles
wherever she lived.
Docs Mrs. Mann 1.-Two hcre2 inquired she,
entering and setting down the basket. (She
must have been q strong little woman, for
the basket was very hcavy.)
Yes, ma am, will you walk in.and take
seat 2 said Charley, as hc placed q chair for
her.
Thank you,' said she; then turning to
Mrs. Mann she said, MIR. Becbe, the drug
gist, requested me to bring you some sewing
some shirts TO make
Il am sure I'm much obliged to him, for !
have found it very hard to get work lately
.And he told me to bring you few things
in the way OF tea and sugar. / think they
won't come amiss, said Mrs. Mann. as she
began to unpack the basket; and as her eye
glanced over the tea table, she felt sure that
she had come just in time.
Tears came into Mrs. Mann's eyes as she