Weekly Trinity journal., 1870-01-22
NUMBER 3.
Eyes Open.

"Our Minister said in his sermon last eve
ming" said Mrs. Beach the wife of prosperous
wholesale dry goods merchant, on Market street,
as she busted her mantel of porcelain aud mar
BILE on Monday morning a. that he who wanted
to be good must be on the constant look out for
opportunities that God does not find our work.
and bring it ready and fitted aud prepared for
our hands; but He spreads the world before us,
and we are to work through it as Christ and the
apostles did with eyes open, looking for tho
sick aud the suffering, the poor and oppresed''
Now am certain, continued the lady, as
she replaced a marble Diana in the centre of the
mantel, al should like to do good every
day--one feels so much better when they 60 to
rest at night and I'll just keep my eyes open
to-day, and see If | come across any opportuni-
ties that under ordinary circumstances should
let slip"
Half an hour later, Mrs. Beach was in the nur-
sery with the washerwoman, who had come for
the clothes.
az wish Mrs Smms," said she, as she
heaped the soiled linen into the basket, that
you would get Tommy's aprons ready for me by
Wednesday we are going out of town to re-
main till Saturday, and shall want good sup
ply on hand for such careless little scamp as
he is"
"wcll, I'll try ma'am," said the washerwo-
man, =" I've got behind good deal since Sammy
got the whooping cough; but now, he Is better,
must try to make up lost time
" Has he had the whOoping-cough? Poor lit
tie fellow. How old is %" questioned the
lady.
| @ He was three last April, ma'am."
| And Tom is four mused the lady. 4" Look
here Mrs Simms, won't you just open the lower
drawer of that bureau, and take out those four
| worsted dresses in the corner. Toms out-grown
them, you see, since last winter, but they re al
most good new. Now il, you want them
for little Sammy, they'll do nicely without alter
ing think
| Mra
washerwoman, with tears starting into her dim
eyes-''I haven't any words to thank you, or
tell you what treasure they'll be. Why,
they'll keep the little fellow as warm as toast
all winter"
"well, I'll place them on the top of the
clothes, said the lady, smiling to herself ns she
thought "my eyes have been opened once to-
day"
| Not long afterwards Mrs. Beach was on her
way to market, (for she was notable house
keeper, when she met boy who lived short
time in her family the year BEFORE to go errands,
wait on the door, etc. lie was n bright, good
hearted, merry-mced boy, but this morning she
was in quite a hurry, and would have passed the
child with n cordial but hasty &C How are you,
Joseph, my boy2 Do come and see us, had it
not struck her that Joseph's face did not bear
its usual happy expression She paused as the
memory of last nights sermon flashed through
her mind, and she asked, " Is anything the mat
ter with you, JosephP
The boy looked up for moment, with q half
con6ding expression into the lady face the lat
ter triumphed. " Mr.. Anderson has moved ort
of town. he said pushing back his worn, but
neatly brushed cap from his hair $50 I've lost
my place, and little Mary's sick, and that makes
it very bad just now"
| " SO it does" answered Mrs Bach, her SYM
pathies warmly enlisted. But never mind, Jo-
seph | remember, only night before last, my
brother said he should want an errand boy in II
few days for his store, and he'd give good one
50 n week. Now I'll see him to-day and get the
situation for you If you like"
The boys face frightened. "Oh | should
be so glad of it, Mrs Beach"
d" And see here, Joseph, I'm going to market,
and perhaps can find something nice for little
Mary" The lady remembered that Joseph's
mother, though u poor seamstress, was II very
proud woman, and felt that this would be del
icate way of presenting her gift.
So she found some delicate pears and grapes,
and a nice chicken to make some nice broth tor
Mary who as she learned, was i'll with fever,
before she proceeded To do her own marketing.
But il WIS pity that the lady did not see Joseph,
as he sprang into the chamber, where little Mary
lay YEARLY moaning her bed, while her
mother sat busy stitching in one corner, and
! held up the chicken and the fruit, saying,
- Good news good news I've got all these
nice things for Mary and place at two dollars u
week -
bunches of white grapes, while the sewing
dropped from her mothers fingers as the tears
ran down her cheeks.
! II was evening, and Mrs. Beach sat in the Ii
brary, absorbed in some new book, when she
heard her husbands step in the hail. Though
the morning had been so pleasant the afternoon
was cloudy, and the day had gone down in
low, sullen perpetrating rain.
Now Mrs. Beach loved her husband with the
love of q true wife but he was not demon
stratiye man, and the first beaniy and poetry of
their married life had settled down into some-
what bare, everyday, matter-of-fuct existence.
But her heart was warm to-night-warm with
the good deeds of the day, and remembering her
resolution of the morning. she threw down her
book and ran down stairs.
! Henry, dear" said the soft voice Of his wife,
has the rain wet you at all? Let me take of
your coat for You"
Thank you, Mary, don't believe I'm any
wise injured, but you may help me just for the
pleasure of it," And he stood still, while she
removed the heavy coat with all the softness OF
touch aud movement which belongs to woman.
She hung it up, aud the husband drew her to
his heart with all the old lover tenderness.
/" You are very thoughtful of me, Mary my
wife, he said
And there was music in Mrs Beach's heart as
she went up stairs-musc et to the words
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