Los Angeles daily herald., 1875-11-28
The Deacon's Singing School.

81 am going out to see if [ can start
a singing school," said the good man,
as he stood buttoning up his overcoat
and muifiing up his ears, one bitterly
cold night last Winter. Io~fya 4
ga singing sclloolp said his wife,
Chow will you do that". 4,,1 .8a fsea
81 have heard of q widow round the
corner q block or two, who is in suffer-
ing circumstances. She has five little
children, and two Of them down sick,
and has neither fire nor food. So Ben
ME Hope, the office boy, tells ME. /
thoughtI would just step round and
look into the case.'
"Go by all MEANS" said his wife,
"aEd lose no time. II they are in such
need, we can relieve them some. But
can't see what all this has to do with
starting u singing school. But never
mind, you need not tell me now. go
quickly and do all you can for the
poor womanns 4 a-e go
So out into the piercing cold Of the
Wintry night went the husband, while
the wife turned to the fireside and her
sleeping babes, who, in their. warm
cribs, with the glow of health upon
their cheeks showed that they knew
nothing Of cold or pinchiug want.
With q thankful spirit she thought of
her blessings as she sat down to her
little pile of mending: Very busily
she worked, puzzling all the time over
what her husband could have meant
by starting u asinging school. A sing
ing school and the widow! how queer!
what possible connection can they
have! se.affJ .al 81 asGgail5uk a.. aalHH
At last she grew tired of the puzzl-
ing thought, and said to herself, "I
won't bother myself thinking about 1T
any more. He will tell me all about
it when he comes home. l only hope
we may be able to help the widow and
make her poor heart sing with joy"
"Therew she exclaimed, "can that
be what he meant? The Widows heart
singing for joy! Wouldn't. that be a
singing school? IT must be, it Is just
like John. How funny that should
find it outw and she laughed merrily
at her lucky guess. .sr.s.f s..4 aaa
Taking up her, work again, she sew
ed away with happy smile upon her
face, as she thought over again her
husbands words and followed him in
Imagination in his kind ministrations
By-and-by two shining tears dropped
down; tears of purejoy, drawn from
the deepwellsof her love for her hus-
baHd, of whom she thought She never
felt so fond before. At the first sound
of footsteps she spraiig to open the
door.
I"O, John, did you start the singing
SCHOOL,"
+ ! II reckon Tdid,rlsaid the husband,
as soon as he could tako'off his wrap
pings; "but L want you to hunt up
some tlannels and other things to help
keep it up.o = % na car
e8Oh, yes, Iwill; / know now what
you mean; L have thought it all out.
What a precious work John! Pure re-
ligion AMI undefileii is to visit the. fa-
therless and widow in their affiicti6n.'
My own heart has been singing for
Joy all the evening because of your
work, and don't mean to let you do
it all alone. want to draw out some
of this wonderful music.n
There are many hearts which would
ethe better il, there could be started
in them. Let's you and I do all we
can. Perhaps others may catch the
key note, and help swell the song, un-
til many widows heart shall be COM
forted, and the fatherless be fed.