The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1876-07-06

the little people neatly clothed in things
she had flung aside as rubbish, and de-
sired Clytie to throw away.
Auntie, whom it took some time to
hobble down stairs and greet her guest,
was euveloped in a nicely made gown, that
had once been gay chintz spread, with
which Lucy enveloped her easel and the
picture that happened to rest on it when
she grew tired of tb style of idling her
time away.
$50 much more use can be made of
things than l ever dreamed of. ! thought
all these articles utterly worthless, and now
/ see that in wiser hands they serve pur-
pose."
Mrs. Jackson, the widow, busted and
polished a wooden chair, and seeing that
they would be pleased to have her sit down,
Lucy Immediately did so, and was both
overcome and ashamed of the thanks and
blessings heaped on her by the family who
had profted 80 largely by her thoughtless
gifts.
can Mr.. Hartley, too, he was mighty
good to US in de fever time deed he was
continued auntie, volumnous talker.
can you knows, Jemima Jackson, how
dat blessed gen'lman come here his own
self, and had de cellar drained, and de
workmen fix US up all right, when de Ian
lord wouldn't put finger to help US, an
de dirty staEdin' suds was a.bleedin' fe-
ver."
What very good gentleman he must
be ! cried Lucy, as Jemima jackson, join
ing in the conversation, related how he had
got the doctor and medicine for her family
and how he had supplied those who
CHANGED to be even worse off than them
selves with food and fuel.
A very still voice was making itself
heard, and felt, too, in every fibre ofLucy's
heart. She had known that the jackson
family lad fevers; she remembered 1t all
row; but it never entered her head to help
them in any way. Oh, she was heartily
ashamed of herself!
81 think Hlll 60 over and see the
school, Size said, after some further con-
vcrsation. 81 should like to see and speak
to this good and noble old man, whose
charity and active goodness has done so
much for this place. | should ike to learn
from him how to be of use myself
Her plan of mission was forgotten: she
wal ted or ly to her duty, which she felt
had hitherto been imperfectly understood
by her.
Without FIRE en- Christmas-that
most blessed time 1t II axes me sad to
think. of it, and remember that | was act
ually bored for something to be interested
in, and that l bought French doll, at ten
dollars, for the pretty child over the way,
who was already actually. stated with toys" "
she said to herself, reproachfully.
She had reached the mission by this time
and opening the door which one of the
little ,Iacksons indicated as the Proper one
for visitors, size found herself in the midst
of very large, pleasantly ornamented
room, with a platform at one end, and
circular seats for scholars and chairs for
teachers all al ound.
Some quiet, ladylike women were among
the teachers, but great number of them
were young people from the palmer paths
of life, who. in teaching, learned, as We all
must GO, and who seemed to be undergoing
refining process themselves, which they
in turn impaired to the others.
Among the ladies', Lucy-who stood
glancing timidly around-recognized 8 Ger.
tain Mrs. Stuart, who was friend of her
aunt Learnont's. This lady immed ately
cine forward and gave her a hearty wei
come.
81 am so glad you've found your way
down here, Lucy, my dear, and l have so
often entreated Mrs. Learmont to take an
interest in eur noble work, but quite in
vain. You must know our superintendent.
This way a moment, please. The Rev.
Mr.. Hartley-my friend, Miss Lucy Law
rence.''
/, IL neur'ug "a MN, sne nad pictured an
old and Dobly benevolent looking man,
with snow white hair. In seeing him, she
found frank, earnest, and rather hand
some man of five and twenty, whose
thoughtful, though ardent face became ac-
tualIy fascinating when he looked round on
the active progress of his work, and smiled
hopefully.
OF course he urged her to join his band
ot teachers, and of course she consented.
1t was mission from st. Johns Church,
OF which he vas the assistant; and Lucy
felt in listening to its methods and their
fortunate results, that she had never known
real interest in life before.
He bad the sweetest and most earnest
voice; his ardor was contagious, and his
fascination perfectly irresistible.
Lucy thought ofClarence dc Verny scion
OF the French nobility and wondered at
her own stupid insipidity of taste.
"Thank heaven never encouraged him
never l'she SAID to herself, after the
session at the mission was over, and Mrs.
Stuart and Mr.. Hartley, having walked
home with her, earnestly i'm
pressing her with the serious nature
OF their great work. "1 see life, aud
its dnties and responsibilities, through
new medium. ! am impressed with nov
long neglected debt to my needy fellow
beings, and with heavens belp l mean to
pay it!
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