Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1874-05-28

more bitter against the innocent child.
Early next morning she resumed her
work, but how could she expect to sue
coed in painting that little angel face IN
such wicked, unhappy mood Never
was work so yexadOus: 1t l00lLtd not come
right. Determined not to give up, she
worked till late in the afternoon, trying
IN vain to make it what the others had
been. At last she had to acknowledge
that all resemblance to poor Lily was lost,
and she threw it aside with a few hot,
passionate tears at being so baffled and
disappointed. She took the ivy-wreathed
dedication after all, and, hastily tracing
the word FINS" among the honey
suckles, she sent her package to the bind
er's with feelings she had never expected
to entertain toward her precious work.
Mrs. Reyburn had seen at once that some
thing was amiss, but Lily could not tell
all her grief for fear of betraying Kate's
plans in some way.
"PoOr Lily is nearly brCken-hearted,n
she said to Kate when they were alone;
but Kate looked so black and forbidding
her mother said no more, only sighed over
her ungoverned temper and waited for her
to grow ashamed of it. Poor little Lily
had cried herself to sleep the night before,
and wandered about like a little melan-
choly ghost all day. 1t was mild, lovely
weather, and her mother sent her out with
her cousins, hoping she would forget her
sorrows on the skating park. But Lily
felt strangely; she stood around and did
not skate much, and when they brought
her home her cheeks were burning and
her eyes unnaturally bright.
Skating does not often give you
such color, darling" said her mother,
smiling.
oh, mamma" cried Lily, holding her
bright little head tightly between her
slender hands, I'm so sicki My head,
mamma-my head!" and she reeled and
fell into her frightened mothers arms.
before midnight she was deliriOus with
fever. | cannot tell you how Katie suf-
fered. A deadly fear struck to her heart
from the first that Lily was going to be
taken away to punish her for her wicked
ness. She could hardly be prevailed upon
to leave her to eat or sleep, though in
pity they tried to send her from the room,
for it was terrible to hear her continual
pleading that Katie would not be angry
with her; that she would never trouble
her again-never. Night and morn
ing her Bible seemed to open of
its own accord upon "He that is
angry with his brother without a cause
ooh, if she should def she should die"
was her constant thought, :" never could
forgive myself-hOw could [ hope to be
forgiven! o Lily, Lily-caa't l ask her
to forgive me! VIII she never know me
again?"
For many days they despaired of Lily's
life-but in the gray twilight one morning
the physician had been with her all
night-Maggy burst into Katie's room
without knocking, with "She's safe, Miss
she's safe! the docther says she's
savedp' winding up with a kind of sub
dued howl as she fled through the hall
with her apron to her eyes. "Safe Oh,
thank God" cried Kate, her gratitude
very far beyond expression. She was I'M
firing in her devotion to Lily through her
long cOnvalescence, and Lily, after all,
had the first look at the beautiful album.
It had been sent home promptly the even
ing before the birthday, but Kate locked
it in the bookcase drawer; she had not
the heart to undo the wrappings. Now she
brought it out to delight the little invalid
before presenting it to her proud and
happy mother.
Well, it was hard-hard lesson, one
that Katie will never forget-one that
will help her many time to control her
fiery temper, for when angry words rise
to her lips she can but remember how
narrowly she once escaped repenting her
Nnkindness in bitter and unavailing sor-
rOw.-Cbristia1l Union.