The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1874-12-04

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old. and yet he has never taken : step
in life -<,.. = =
:" Bessie sighed. Then she looked up
in her mother face. Il see, mamma!
l know Of another thing to write. :"
:"Yes, Bessie, said her mother, smil-;
ing kindly on the thoughtful little face
before her. =, - ..... ..~.<
"After ali, I have something better
than 4 carriage to ride out in. I have
two good feet to carry me" and real,
live smile came INTO Bessie's face.
"And this is where Lizzie lives," pre-
sently said Mrs. Winston.
"rhis is quite nice looking little
house. lhope no deformed children
live here"
Mrs. Winston said nothing, but as
the door was opened she again took her
little daughters hand.
''Ah, Lizzie" said she, when she had
been shown into the room where the
little invalid was sitting" 81 am glad
to see you up"
A beautiful smile lighted up Lizzie's
face, and then she bent her head for
ward as if listening to some sound which
was new to her.
Il brought my little Bessie with me. !"
said Mrs. Winton, placing her child's
hand in that Of Lizzie.
Bessie looked wonderingly at tho
closed eyes, then seemed slowly to COM
prehend why it was they were not
opened. And into her really kind
heart there crept q tender pity for the
little sightless one. For moment her
lips quivcred, thon she burst into tears.
20, mama - sobbsd she, ''take me
home, and III never be ungrateful any
more -
my little daughter is trying, to-day,
to find out her blessings" said Mrs.
Winton 10 Lizzie.
Eyes, Lizzie. She has lately grown
forgetful of the many precious gifts her
kind Father has bestowed upon her,
and I think it will do her good to re.
call some of them"
I'm sure, Miss Bessie, if you could
know what it is to live for years with.
out seeing even one object, y,u would
never again forget to thank God for one
of His best blessings"
sand haven't you seen anything in
yearse" asked Bessie, who had some.
what recovered herself.
MY poor eyes have always been
sightless; and 50, though I have lived
in this world fifteen years, I can only
imagine how it looks.''
Bessie shuadered, but she could hard
ly conceive what it must be like to only
imagine how things look. Then she
thought how sad it must be to grope
ones way about, guided only by tho
sense Of sound or feeling, and silently
she sent up to the Throne ..<of Grace a
little prayer Of thanksgiving. II will
never forget again. said she. II do
not believe that have ever before, in
all my life, thanked God that l can
see.''
"Oh, Miss Bessie! how could you
help it! Just to think of actually see.
ing everything around you! Oh,
think should thank Him every min
ute!'
Bessie had spoken the truth. She
had never before thanked her Heavenly
Father for this rich gift. She was very
quiet during the little shopping expedi-
ton, and she reached home with a
heart so filled with grateful thoughts
she could hardly stop to take her tea, 80
anxious was she to complete the list of
her blessings. She sat over the paper
long time; then, all tremulous with
happiness, she carried the list to her
mother.
''See, mamma, how many I have
thought Of
Little Bessie had written a goodly
number, and tears filled the fond moth
er's eyes as she read the closing sem
fences :--"I thand God that | have
so many kind friends, a pleasant
school and a loving teacher, good mo.
ther and father, good health, the use of
all my senses, and q thousand other
things to make me happy
When Bessie read her list at school,
she was not ashamed of it, and her
teacher complimented her upon the
views she took Of her personal bless
ings. Having seen what sho had to be
thankful for, little Bessie was able to
pass "Happy Thanksgiving"