The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1876-04-14


Learned "unbaH-ed ani opened Once
within the lines, Jeremy, unmindful Of
the crows-feet strewn over the way
made haste through lane and street L.
his old home on Beacon lllll. Gould
that be his mother, looking out At him
through the windowpanePn he thought.
~ he drew near.
She saw him. She knew him. Ru
what could il mean that She did MOI
open the door 10 let him in; that She
waved him away? Ii could not bee thai
she, his own mother, had turned Tory
that her face had grown so rec and an
cry AT sight OF her son.
Jeremy banged away at the door.
There was no answer.
AT last he heard the lifting of a sash
a head muiiled carefully appeared from
the highest window in the house. and A
voice (the lad knew whose it was) said
go, Jeremy. Go away out of Boston
as fast as YOU can. III come TO YOU as
soon rs il is safe.
= Why, Mother, what's the matter?"
cried the boy
"Small-poxl I'vehad it. Every body
has il. Coz
Goodbye" cried Jeremy, running
out of Boston as fast as any British sol
der of them all and good deal more
frightened. He burst into Aunt Han
nah's house with The news that he had
been into Boston, that the soldiers were
all gone, that he had seen his mother.
that she had the smallpox and sent him
of in a hurry
a" Tut! Tut she cried. Its wick
ed to tell lies, Jeremy Jaeger"
I'm not telling lies. Every word is
As true as the Bible Please give me
some thing to eat"
But Aunt Hannah did not wait 10 give
the lad food, nor even To speak the
prayer OF Thanksgiving that went up like
incense from her heart. She went into
the barn-yard and threw corn on the
barn floor, 70 which the hens and tur-
keys made haste. Closing the doors. she
summoned Jeremy TO Kill the largest
and the best of them.
That Sunday afternoon the brick oven
glowed with fervent heat, the white,
fat offerings went in, and the golden
brown turkeys and chickens came out:
and rs each in turn was pronounced
" DONE" Aunt Hannah repeated the
words: Hungry! hungry Hungry
all winteri''
The big clothes basket was full of lint
for wounds that now would never be
made Gladly she tossed ont the fluffy
mass. and packed within il every dainty
the house contained.
1t was nearly sunset when Aunt Han
nah and Jeremy started forth with the
basket borne between them 10 Mr..
Wooster's house, hoping that he would
carry It in his wagon to Boston. He
was not at home.
"Get out the cart" said Aunt Han
nah 10 Jeremy, when they learned
there was no help TO be obtained She
sat by the roadside watching the basket
until the cart arrived
"I'm going with YOU" she said, af-
Ter the basket was in and she climbed
up Ia the seat beside the lad, and of
they started for Boston.
Ii was dark when they reached the
ines, and no passes granted, the officer
said. To 20 i'm that night.
" But I've food for the hungry" said
Aunt Hannah, in her sweetest voice.
rom the darkness Of the cart, "and
olks are hungry in the night as well as
n the day"
She deity threw aside the cover from
he basket and took out chicken,
which she held forth to the man, say
ng: "TaEe it, It'sgood."
He hesitated moment, then seized
/ eagerly.
~ know YOU spoke up Jeremy. at
his juncture. "Youwent up the Neck
With US this morning. saw YOU"
"Then you are the boy who got first
nto Boston this morning, are you,
ir?"
81 believe did, sir"
SEQ on
The oxen went on.
"Now, Jeremy, down with you, and
'ait here for me. You haven't had
said Aunt Hannah.
"But the oxen won't mind you," said
eremy.
Aunt Hannah was troubled. She
ever had driven oxen.
At the moment who should appear
ut Mr.. Wooster. He gladly offered To
IKE the basket and deliver il az Mrs.
agger's door.
"Don't 20 in, mind. Mothers had
called Jeremy, as he
tarted.
"I'm tired" gasped Aunt Hannah,
'ho had done baking enough for
mall army that day, as she sat down to
EST on the board seat Of the cart, and
ne two started for home. The soldier
the gates scarcely needed them as
iey went out, for roast chicken '.tasted
, good
"I'm so glad the British are out Of
oston," said Aunt Hannah, as she
,uched home soil again and went
EARLY up the walk to the little dark
ouse.