Randolph County journal. [volume] (Winchester, Indiana) 1864-1865, 1865-03-02

want them Tor little sammy. they !
do nicely, without altering. think
liant them, Mrs. Beach, answer
ed the washerwoman, with the teari
starting into her dim eyes, Il haven
any words to thank You, or TO tel
YOU what treasure THEY'LL be. Why
they'll keep the little fellow as warm
as toast all winter"
Veil, I'll place them on the tor
of the clothes,' said the lady, smil-
ing to herself, as she thought, My
eyes have been open once"
Not long afterward Mrs Beach
was on her way to market, for she
was notable honsekeeper, when she
met boy who had lived a short time
in her family the year before, to do
errands, wait on the door, dc. He
was q bright, good hearted, merry
faced lad, and had been q great ia
vorite with the family, and Mrs.
Beach had always felt interested in
him; but this morning she was in
quite q hurry, and would have passed
the child with a cordial, bat hasty
"How are you, Joseph. my boy!-
Do come and see us had it not
struck her that Joseph face did not
wear its usual happy expression.-
She paused, rs the memory of last
nights sermon flashed through her
mind, and asked, ''Is any thing the
matter with you, Joseph? You don't
look as happy as you used to-
The boy looked up q moment, with
a half doubling, half confiding ex-
preston, into the ladv's face; the
latter triumphed: "1Ir. Anderson's
moved out OF town." he said, pushing
back his worn, but neatly brushed
cap from his hair, $50 I've lost my
place: then little Mary's sick, and
that makes it very bad just now"
$50 it does" answered Mrs. Beach,
her sympathies warmly enlisted =
But never mind, Joseph; / remem-
Der only night before last my brother
said he would want new errand
boy. in few days, for his store, and
he'd give good one two dollars a
week. Now, I'll see him to-day, and
get the situation for you, if you
like"
The boys whole face frightened
ooh. | shall he so glad of it, Mrs
Beach" "
"And see here, Joseph; I'm going
to market, and perhaps We can find
something nice for little Mary
The lady remembered that Joseph's
mother, though poor seamstress,
was proud woman, and felt that
this would be delicate way of pre-
senting her gift
So she found some delicious pears
and grapes, and nice chicken, to
make some broth for Mary, whom,
she learned, was i'll with fever, before
she proceeded to do her own market
ing. But it was a pity that the lady
did not see Joseph as he sprang into
the chamber where little Mary lay |
on her bed, while her mother sat
stitching busily in one corner, and
held up the chicken and the fruit.
crying Good news! good news. I've
got all these nice things for Mary, |
and n place ut two dollars a week"
Oh. how little Mary's hot fingers
i 81. 81,
grapes, while the sewing dropped
from her mothers fingers, as the
tears did down her checks.
1t was evening, and Mrs. Beach
sat in the library, absorbed in some
new book. when she heard her hus
bands step in the hall. Though
the morning had been so pleasant, I
the AFTERNOON was cloudy, and the
day had gone down in a low, sullen,
penetrating rain.
Now. Mrs. Beach loved her hus-
band with the love OF true wife,
but he was not particularly demon
strative man and the first beauty and
poetry of their married life Mad set
tied down into somewhat bare,
every day. matter er-of-fact existence
But her heart was warm tonight, |
warm with the good deeds of the
day, and remembering her resolution
Of the morning. she threw down her
book. and ran down the stairs.
Henry, dear" said the soft voice
OF the wife. "has the rain wet you
all through? Let me take off your
coat for you"
Thank you. Mary; I don't think
I'm anywise injured. But YOU may
help me just for the pleasure of it:
and he stood still while she removed
the heavy coat. with all that softness
of touch and movement which be
longs to n woman She hung it mp,
and then her husband drew her to-
his heart. with all the old lcver-ten-
derness.
You are very thoughtful OF me.
Mary. nv wife he said.
And there was music in Mrs.
Beach's heart as she went up stairs
music set to the words Eyes open,
eyes OPEN
Why DO WE SHAKE HASDs.-"ItI
is a very old fashioned way of indl-