Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1872-07-04

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was trembling, sllo did not know why
She was thinking to herself.
cts like play. It makes me want
to cry"
There he took, the warm bread sh<
had given him in his hands, tearing bit.
from it and eating it.
He backed away, still eating. H.
came back and stretched his hands to
wards her:
aI didn't thank you," he said
"Thank you! thank you!" and went
awey.
Sally sat down, trembling still.
Torbe out of a job, TO- be hungry
were no rare things, and no tragic
things in her experience. but this ma,
had stirred, her soul somehow fright
ened her, she said. 81 hadn't an,
tbusiness to give away a:loaf of bread,
but there now, Icouldn't help it."
I Then Sally went to bed. and SLEPT
and dreemt Of the hollow. .cheek Jed, fam
ished lodger Of the attic. !
|. There was more bread to make next
day, aud I am not sure, but: that the
tailor's wife made an extra Loaf, in OK
pectation of another call frUm lel
neighbor, but he did not come and in
the course Of time Sally had eaough tu
think of without leaving her;p1n floor.
Matters did not prosper t1th the fam.
ily. Little Lena lad thascarlet fever,
and lay for long time ut deaths door,
and the work with which the moth er
helped to fill the family purse was ne
cessatily neglected, and her customers
grew angry and left her. Then the
baby died. Poor little baby! The
mother wept bitterly. The father also
longed to weep, although children were
expensive luxuries in that pour house.
hold. Finally the last affliction fell
.4t upon; the tailor :; felon: on biz right
Thore was an end to it all, it &c seemed
10 both. Nothing but the hospital and
the aims house lay before them. The
rent was quite unpaid at last, and the
tobacconist was in fury. He called
to give him warning and a piece of his
mlnd. On the morrow out he should
go neck and crop. The tailor said
nothing. The wife, womanlike, had her
word.
E"Where shall we go2" she asked.
eve haven't q penny in the world"
It's nothing to me where you co.
said the landlord, $50 that 1 get YOU
out of my rooms. I want them for
honest people,"
"We're unfortunate, but we never
mean to be dishonest" cried the wife.
Then the husband in ar angry word
bade her hold her tongue.
cts all the same," he said, "we'u
go Tomorrow. And now you go, Mr..
Landlord.
Then they were left alone bemoaning
their hard fate. There was absolutely
nothing to eat in the house.
Sally looked at her empty -four bar.
rel and at her wretched family, and
burst into tears.
It's no use trying any longer" she
said. If the Lord would only take us.
That's all I ASK
She put the children to bed. and sat
down upon o chair, drawn by force of
habit to the hearth of the empty stove.
Her husband, between pain and ankle
ty, was less sane than q madman. He
paced the floor like tiger; talking to
himself. The bit of tallow candle
burnt low: the bitter wind ratified the
easement, the rain beat against it.
"We shall be out IN all that o.mor.
row, said the man. "Weu have no
place to hide our heads. We've not
got friend in the world"
We've got one friend, hope, "said
the wife.
"Who is he2 asked the tailor.
"God, said the woman. "May be
he'll find a way to help us. We haven't
been very bad, Sam.''
"Better than us have starved before
now, said the tailor. eve havn't any
particular right to expect miracles, that
1 know of. Hark! what's that2"
A knock" said his wife and tremb-
ling lest her landlord should have re.
turned, opened the door. Without
stood the tall, gaunt figure of the lodg-
er in the attic.
"He's come for BREAD" thought tho
woman, and amidst her own trouble
she grieved over the thought of refus-
ing his appeal.
He made none, however.
This is what he said:
Madam, while ago took the lib.
erty OF asking you for bread, allow me
to return the loaf with thanks"
So he vanished. A. whole fresh loaf
lay in the woman's hands. She carried
it in.
This is more than expected to
good"
She lifted the side of the candlestick
q little. The light fared up.
Now, mother, cried child's voice
from the bed, "I'm hungry"
Sally broke the loaf in two. 1t part
ed with singular ease. She gave lit
tie cry. It had evidently been cut be-
fore and joined together, and from the
heart a handful of crumbs had been
scooped, and in it lay a little white
packet. ...- ::
: It's fairy Bread" cried Sally, re-
member ng some old country legend.
"Look at it before the light goes, !"
cried the tailor. :, >
Sally obeyed. She opened the pack
ct and found two envelopes. In one
was this note:
"MADAM:-Your loaf of bread saved
my life. 1 know your in trouble, and
yesterday my luck turned. To-day I
am worth fifty thousand dollars. having
won law suit that has been pending
for years. Please accept the inclosure,
and believe me your ever obliged
ATTIC LoDoER."
There was five hundred dollar note
in the envelope, and when she saw it.
Sally thought herself the happiest wo-
man in Christendom.
The gilt was the saving of the family.
Sally had cast her bread upon the wa
ters, to find it again in very truth. And
when the tailOr's hand was we'll again.
there was patron for him who dressed
IN such manner that Sam no longer
doubted him gentleman. The attic
iodger wears the finest broadcloth now.
and the tobacconist bows low as he
meets him on his way out, or sells him
choice Havanas over the counter. He
stops at the door in his carriage and
lodges in attics no longer but he never
has forgotten, nor seems likely to for
get, the loaf of bread given h1m by the
poor tallOr's wife when he was starving.
Senator Wilson's Home.
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