Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes Co., O. [Ohio]) 1870-1895, 1871-03-30
How A Dream Came True
BT MRS. MARY A. DENISON.

'I'm very tired" sighed tn
minister, as he pushed the shut
ters impatiently back. Thei
movement sent in a shower @
rose leaves.
..'Pitty, pittyl'' cried a childisl
voice.
Mrs. Winfield, the minister
wife, stood at the door in cool
white wrapper, holding back ;
beautiful, eager child.
"Shall she come in, George
are you throughH
Yes; come here, Rosebud, anG
kiss away papa's headache
Tell papa he must walk out
and let the wind kiss it away,
said the clergyman's wife.
The little thing repeated he,
mothers words in baby language
you should go out George, GO
to the running brooks and stones.
or some Of your poor parishners.
and let them talk to you.-You
know that always does you good:
and there's little Bessie said
his wife.
'Oh, yes, little Bessie; l had
almost forgotten the ld,haven't
been there for a week, and the
good little tailor; he will think
we have neglected him. One
more hug, pet, and pick up the
rose leaves; good bye, wife; and
leaving kiss ON two pairs of
lips, he put on his hat and left.
THOMAS CLEARY, TAILOR.
That was what the bit of sign
said, over the bit of shop door.
Everything was on a small scale
there-Thomas, his CHEEKY wife,
and the brown shanty, by cour-
tesy called a cottage.
The clergyman entered, not
without STOPPING.
We'll, Thomas, stitching away
yet, i suppose you get tired some
times, this hot weather.
As he spoke he laid his hat up
on the white pine table, and sat
down near the tailor whose legs
were crossed under him. The
was open, for it was a
fine day. From a wee pot of
helitrope a faint, sweet breath of
perfume air stole now and then
into the room. The shop was
charmingly clean; the walls,
though cracked, were neatly
whitewashed. Beyond, in the par
lor and bedroom combined, could
be seen square of rag carpet
and a few pine chairs.
Thomas looked up with a
smile.
'Yes,sir, Pm stitching yet, a lit
tie wearisome, but it brings the
bread and pays Bessie's doctors
bill. It's not like the gardening
| did when a lad-but then the
Lord make me thankful. He
gave me plenty to do
What! your side aches2' the
tailor had made a sudden motion
of pain.
We'll, there's a bit of an ache
there, sometimes,' said Thomas,
his face clearing up and the hap
py smile beaming again. Its a
sharp, uncanny stitch, too, but it
only stays for the minute, and so
I'd ought to be thankful. |
like to feel it long at a
time, though
No, Thomas, | don't like you
to feel it at all;' said the minister,
with a serious face. How is Bes-
sic this morning.
The darling is weak, sir, very
weak. The doctor said yesterday
| must get her a bottle of the
best wine. That costs extra, so
| work at odd times to get it.-I
lid some whitewashing yester-
lay, got up just at daylight, and
had the work done and the mon
ey i'll my hand by the time | sat
down to the coat. Two or three
mornings work like that will
soon bring money enough for the
wine. 1t mayn't be long we'll
keep her, and she'll have what
she needs, please God, if | work
my fingers to the bone
You shan't do that, Thomas.
See here,one ofyour good friends
and mine, gave me money for
Just such a purpose, there is
enough for the medicine. Don't
get up at daylight tomorrow,
Thomas
The mans lips quivered as his
pastor placed the money on his
knee.
I'm not above taking such help
as that he said, lifting his tear
filed eyes from his pastors gen
tie face to the heavens that smil
ed benignly down; God bless
YOU
Does the doctor give any hope