Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1876-11-25
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80 great mystery of love

so great mystery of love-
In which absorbed. loss, anguish, treason's Sc
Enlarges rapture as pebble dropt
In some full wine-cup, overbrims the wine 7,
There, mother, our last dollar
gone"
The Good Father above will not for
sake us, Julia. He has promised to pro
vide."
Something like fain. sheer curve,
the girls lips and lowered over the pal
face, but without replying she removed
her hat and emptied the basket of it
contents-some parcels containing tea
rice, eggs. a loaf of bread and some pc
tatoes. Then fastening a clean aprol
about her slender waist, she began pre-
pairing dinner, just as the door was open
ell with rush, and two merry it'll
chaps burst into the room eXclaiming
What DO you think. ma, Julia. view
got hundred per cent.-perfect lesson
regular attendance and, and
do take time for breathing, boys, ant
don't be SO noisy" the sister said, gently
as she kissed their bright faces with af
fectionate pride. while expressing he
pleasure at their report.
20, Charley" the youngest suddenly
exclaimed i'm delighted surprise, Look
we've got eggs for dinner! Say, Julia
won't YOU make a pudding" he added
with pleading. YET doubtful air. rs if {
pudding were luxury scarcely to be
hoped for on their bill OF fare; but how
his red lips did smack at the simple idea
of such feast.
Not to-day, Harry poor ma must
have something nice and nOurishing, and
1 cannot spare even one of those eggs
for ourselves. You won't mind, will
you dear 2" the girl said as she noticed
the disappointed faces looking so long
ingly at tue four white eggs OH the table
do make pudding for them, Julia.
/ really do not feel as if could eat any
thing but a bit of toast" the feeble voice
OF the invalid mother remarked.
sSee here, my men," the girl said, turn
ING to her brothers gravely, "would you
let me use up those eggs tor your healthy
appetites, and serve potatoes to tempt
the palate of your sick mother? Remem-
Der, BOYS, our bank is empty, and we
have no money TO buy even a loaf OF
bread until finish that work yOnder.
that will bring us in the grand sum OF 10
cents, BY tomorrow evening.
No Stree '" was the magnanimous re-
ply, 1--WE don't want any pudding, do we.
Harry"
bah. 1 guess notr' was the retort,
with a contemptuous sniff, that contain
ed a world OF abnegatiOn, nevertheless.
Never mind, my pets" the girl re-
marked. with a culver in her voice !;
"wher. our ship comes in we will pur-
chase hennery the first thing, and such
eggs as we shall have, and such pud-
dinps of golden hue, with raisins in them.
that will put Johnny HOrner's plum to
shame"
I'm awful hungry" was the slightly
impatient reply, ignoring utterly the
"ship'' and its promised treasure. In
fact the bows were beginning TO conSid
ar the ship gigantic fraud, unless. in
deed il had foundered in that vast ocean
of unrealiZed expectations, and they had
Il vague notion that pudding ''for sure"
was Infinitely preferable TO ''hennery"
i'll prospective.
"Why didn't you fetch home Il basket
full of eggs, Julia, while you was about
it 20 questioned little Harry, after some
meditation, wherein his disappointment
was still apparent.
Because did not have money enough
to pay for them. Because-oh mother.
it is too bad. What shall do? What
Is going to become of us 2"
The girl seemed completely despairing.
as she stood for a moment with her hands
pressed TO her brow.
The bows looked at her in amaZement. |
The sick woman raised her trembling
hands and brushed away the tears trick
ling down her emaciated cheek, saying
God will not forsake u.s..
..Oh, motherl What hollow cOnsOla-
ton. God does not appear TO trouble
Himself about such miserable wretcheS
rs this room contains. want notning
to do with God that reduces His crea-
lures to starvatiOn-mental and physical
to afflict the innocent, Cypress the
weak. How can L trust Being with
such cruel attributes, who seems to gloat
over the woes of mankind, like some hu-
man monster, until he is gratlfled to the
full, then liz spirit of repentance lit the
weary mortal from his misery and trou-
BILE ONLY after we have become mere
husk? Life robbed of its most fertile
seasons. the heart berett OF its confidence.
and natures sweetest elements destroyed
i'm struggling for the wherewith to keep
body and soul together. The gift of life
is curse on such conditions.
my child, my patient girl, how you
distress me; bear it patiently yet a little
longer. dear, for my sake"
The sick woman could not finish the
sentence. She held out her withered
hand appealingly with a mute gesture
that brought the tears of remOrse to the
girls eyes.
Taking the thin face tenderly upon her
breast, she murmured, as if careSsing an
infant, ..My poor, afflicted darling, 1Or-
give me. L will be patient. / would not
complain if l could only make you more
comfortable, if my work were only lit |
tie more remunerative."
Four years ago this family were in at
fluent circumstances, but the death of the
father and prOvider made an unlocked |
for change in the circle by the announce
ment that the deceased was totally bank
rupt. The shock resulted most disas-
trously to the widow, inasmuch as it left
her helpless paralytic; and the burden
of domestic care fell upon the youthful
daughter, Julia, girl of 10. whose wom-
anly nature soon developed beyond her
years, through the call upon her affec-
tons by sick mother and little brothers.
To say that society" snubbed them al
ter their misfortunes would be doing so
ciety'' very great injustice. For so
cietyn declares itself founded upon
Christian principles, whose fundamental
truth is supposedly derived from the sen,
timent seven as We do unto one OF these
No, the family dropped naturally out
of society, and with the native intultlon
'society5 possesses, it permitted them to
withdraw from the sphere their limited
means could no longer adorn, and favor
ed the sensitive feelings OF the unfortu-
mates by not intruding upon their privacy
and witnessing their poverty. society
too refined tn make advances where no