Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1863-01-08

make!F asked Mr. beeoe, interrupun
her. -
"Three more, sir.n
e "Well, I am very glad you have n
q more made than three. Now, Mr..
: Morgan. l want you. to put on you
L bonnet, take a basket snd gil il wit
: some tea. sugar and crackers, end othe
$ things of that kind in the closet, an,
e take il to Mrs. Mann's with those tire
shirts for her to make"
"Don't / make your shirts nea
enough. sir? To be sure ] can't 81
quite as well as / used to when wa
: young, but when get my magaifyin.
glasses. stitch pretty we'll"
"You stitch them great deal too
: neatly = Mrs. Aofces.,apd I thisk you
eyes can be much better employed
Now I want you to use them on this er.
rand. and when you get home, tell me
all they have seem"
"Who is Mrs. Mann, and where does
she live, sir?"
"She Is poor woman who takes in
sewing. and she lives on Norfolk street.
the first little white frame house on the
left. with a green door,"
"Yes, sir. Isuppose it wouldn't hurt
if we put some eggs aud a little butter
in the basket, tool" said she with a
smile.
81 see you know Just exactly what to
put in, much better than l do" said be,
with a nod Of appreciation; SO saying,
he went into the store again, and
took up his newspaper. while Mrs.
Morgan prepared basket full OF good
things that would make poor family
happy any Saturday night.
When Charley left the store, be hur-
ried to the glaEier's. but he lived some
distance, and it was late before he reach
ed home.
"Why. my son." said his mother,
looking up with a sunny smile as he
entered, "what has kept you so late?"
81 met with an accident, mother"
Mrs. Mann looked anxiously at him,
to see if any bruises or wounds were
visible, but his smiling face reassured
her, and he proceeded to relate the oc-
eurrences of the afternoon. She com
mended his conduct. but gently chided
his csrlessness by saying:
"Well. Charley, we have neither Of
US got much money now: If you had
been little more careful. we might
have had cup of tea tonight; but as
it is we must make milk and water do;
and | am sorry TO say We have no more
sugar"
Mother. are you sorry / gave Mr..
Beebe the money!"
"NO, indeed, dear; l would rather
drink milk aud water instead of tea all
my life, than have you do anything
mean; and let me tell you, Mr.. Char
ley. some poor folks havn't got any
milk; we ought to be thankful that we
have; and nearly half loaf OF bread
then tomorrow l hope to get some sew.
ing. and perhaps you will earn little
mOney-so | dare say we shall get
aleng finely"
But although the widow spoke cheer
fully Sigh finished the sentence.
They were just going to sit down to
tea, or rather milk and water and bread,
when gentle rapping was heard at the
door. Charley went to open it and
there stood little woman with bas-
ket on her arm. and a smile on her coun-
tensnce so bright and so pleasant that I
am sure that she must have saved can
dies wherever she lived.
"Does Mrs. Mann live here?" inquir-
ed she, entering and sitting down the
basket. (She must have been strong
little woman, for the basket was very
heavy.)
Eyes, ma'am; will you walk in and
take sest?" said Charley, as he placed
a chair for her.
"Thank you," said she; then turn
ing to Mrs. Mann, she said, "Mr. Beebe,
the druggist, requested me to bring you
some sewing-some shirts to make"
II am sure l am much obliged to
him, for I 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. l
think they won't come smiss," as she
began to unpack the basket, and as
her eye glanced over the tea table she
felt sure she had come Just in time.
Tears came into Mrs. Mapn's eyes as
she thanked her, and Charley couldn't
say word; but the little woman cut
short all thanks and hustled out, bid
ding them all good evening, and pro-
missing to call again.
"Mother," said Charley. as soon as
they we're alone, my two and nine
pence would not have bought all that"
and be pointed to the contents Of the
basket.
Honesty is the best policy. Char
ley"
How nice that cup Of tea tasted. aud
what pleasant evening they passed, as
Mrs. Mann busted herself with her
work, and Charley talked over his plans
for the following morning; and after
the chapter in the Bible was read. and
the nightly prayer was repeated. how
full the widows heart was as she kissed
her boy good night.
Next morning he was up and dressed
bright and early, his breakfast was
ready for him, and after kissing his
mother good bye be set of with