The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1873-11-21

more quickly and tears fall still faster.
20 go your way into his gates with
thanksgiving, and into his courts with
praise, " she sang.
go Into his gates with thanksgiving, "
sobbed Mrs. Culvert. "Oh, Susan, L
see it so plain now. That is just it.
Into his gates with thanksgiving, and
into his courts with praise. Susan J
Susan why have / been blind so longY"
"To give you clear sight for the flu
ture, p'r'aps," replied Suke, promptly
Miss Culvert, there's no such band
age for the eyes as selfishness. OF
course you didn't know as twas that
that kept You sick and sorry all the
time. You thought, just like every
body else does that's in trouble, that
twas your love for your boy. Now, If
the Lord has pulled this bandage off,
you mustn't forget to bear in mind that
you have got your sight back for your
neighbor as well as yourself-that's the
pint. And, Miss Culvert, I'm thinking
that if you'll just wash your face and
put ON something warm, and run out
and take good long walk, you'll come
back all ready for tea and good time
with the children.
Mrs. Culvert made no answer she was
past speaking now but with look OF
radiant gratitude, which Suke never
will forget, passed out of the kitchen.
$50 go your way, commenced Suke,
but her voice faltered, and for a mo-
ment the strong woman broke down en-
tirely. "' Into his gates, she sobbed.
"Suke Babbitt, stop that ~ Don't let
your feelings get the better of you now.
Law me l shouldn' be surprised if
them punkin-pies had burned as black
as coal :" and Suke wiped the tears
away with the hind corner of her i'm
mense checked cooking apron, and
peered into the oven. "Just right,
she exclaimed, still busy with her eyes
=" as yellow as gold and as brown as a
berry," And then continued where she
had left off, this time in clear, strong
tones, with no sign of a tremulant,
"'With thanksgiving, and into his
courts with praise. "
"Why, Suke, never heard you sing
before I" and Suke was startled from
her kneeling position before the oven
by n sweet voice at her back.
No, I'm not much of a chorister,
laughed Suke. "But what in the world,
Evy Benton, sent you round here to the
back door this time o day ?"
ooh, l started to make some wine
jelly, Suke," replied the young lady,
with the air of one conscious of invent
ing an excuse, "and the sherry gave
out. Mother said"-and now Miss
Eva's tones grew firmer, as the truth
commenced to reveal itself" that one
of the girls might just as well do the
errand but l wanted to come myself. y
Sorry there amt nobody to home, y
replied Suke. "The girls have gone to
the village to see about their dresses,
and Miss Culvert has just gone out fol
a walk"
81 knew Mrs. Culvert was out, and
that the girls were at the village, " said
Eva, boldly. q came to see you, Suke,
and no one else. y
Eva Benton was the only daughter OF
the wealthiest landowner III C
county-a girl whom up to date money,
flattery, and an improper home educa.
ton had been unable to spoil AS she
stood there before Suke, her fine eyes
dropping, her fair golden head bowed
with the better sense of something that
Suke knew was about to find vent in
words, she was indeed lovely picture
and Suke's sigh, as she carefully scru,
tinized it, had as much of appreciation
as sorrow in it.
"To see me?" repeated Suke. CLAW
sakes, if I'd knowed l was going tc
have caller, I'd "a tried to have things
in better shape but there's allus good
deal to do the day before Thanksgiving
Evy."
ooh, Suke, this is just what 1 want
ed to talk to you about. If | could only
go TO sleep and not wake up until next
day after tomorrow, l should be sc
glad. 1t don't seem to me, Suke, thai
1 can ever live through another Thanks
giving Day. Oh, you don't know how
lonesome and tired 1 am. Mother won
hear a word, and don't think L could
say much to her if she would. Father il
always busy over mortgages and stone
walls and cattle and, Suke, this morn
ing | felt so miserable that L thought i
L didn't tell somebody what wa
troubling me, that / should go crazy.
It's about Stephen, 1 suppose ?
remarked Susan, without looking at he
companion, apparently very much occu
pied with the separation of the whites
and yolks of some extremely trouble
some eggs.
oh, Suke, how did you know p
and the color came back to the pal,
cheeks. Who could have told you
You haven't heard anything from"
Him-no," interrupted Suke, con
scious that Evy would not hold on
much longer unless tenderly dealt with
eve amt none of us heard word
good or bad /; and my motto always hal
been, Miss Evy, no news is good news
and believe we shall hear something
worth hearing some of these fine days
OF course it's very hard for folks to un
derstand why young man should Gu
sticks and leave good home wher,
there was nothing to be done but tax,
comfort and lay back on the though
that he'd have snug little fortune afte
while"
That was just it," put in Eva
"Suke, / know why Stephen Culver
left his home y
$50 1 allus supposed" answered
Suke, dryly.
ct sent him, Suke," continued Eva
"Just where you was right, re