Buchanan County bulletin. [volume] (Independence, Iowa) 1869-1891, 1877-03-23

looks Just as she uSed TO; all SORTS OF
colors jumbled together, and what Il
horrid bonnet! My goodness! il
there isn't Gussie Lambert, and look
ing just rs denure and innocent as
she did five years ago, when her faith
er wanted her to give up Alfred Has
kell, winding up his entreaties by Of
tering to buy her the new cloak she
wanted SO much. On that distress
ing occasion she struck an attitude
and moaned out: "Oh, Pa, how can
you talk so to your daughter" "But
was afraid, girls" she said after
wards, "that I'd overdone it, for Pa
looked so ashamed that l was sure he
would never say cloak to me again;
so said: 'Well, Pa, I'm sure you
know what is best for me, and-so,
if YOU will give me besides, a bonnet
like Jeanie's, I'll give up Altrcd.'"
When we met her at church the next
Sunday, she held out her elegant
cloak, and, with an angelic smile,
said: "The price of Il broken heart"
| There is Kate Brown going into
the next pew. What on earth is she
doing that for? She will be sure to
see that John and | are not sitting
together. l guess I'll move down a
little. I know she would make a
face at Mrs. Eaton's stately way Of
coming into church If she did not re-
member the last meeting of the mite
society. \ number of us were chat
ting about Darwin and Huxley, for
we affect a profound love for intel
lectuali,y), when Mrs. Eaton came to
our table. Ellen Gray, in her gush-
ing style, said: "Oh, don't you adj
mire Darwin, Mrs. Eaton?' ''No,'
said she, shortly. That hushed Ell
len but it put Kate on the defense.
"Yon surely do not deny his talent"
she said. II do not deny his talent
though | do not admire it. / would
not put his works in the hands Of
any one; for all the knowledge that
he may impart cannot compensate
for the denial Of Divine revelati"n."
"Do you believe" asked Kate, ''cve-
ry word of the Biblc?" 81 do."-
'What," SAID Ellen, "about Jonah
and the whale?" "Who," chimed i'll
Kate m,schievously, before amy one
could speak, sis expected to believe
Il fsh storyy" Mrs. Eaton turned
away in dignifed silence. Stiff old
poke" ejaculated Kate. Nov you
know she is" to blessed little Mrs.
Arnold, who tired not to smile;
"don you know she is?" putting her
bright, pretty face close to Mrs. Ar
nola's. Kate confessed to me: 81
hate to have Mrs. Arnold think ill of
me, for she is SO generously good she
makes one ashamed to be anything
else. She calls out the goodness
that there is in others. Why, she al
most makes me repent of my little ug-
! Illnesses"
Little Mrs. Arnold, thus pressed to
endorse Katc's careless remark, said:
IL don't think you would speak SO
uncharilably OF Mrs. Eaton, Katie, II
you had seen her rs | did last Thurs
day. You know my husband is MIR.
Ea,on's book-keeper. That day one
of the packers, Mr.. Smith, was badly
injured by heavy box falling Oh
him, and | went to see him i'll the al
ternoon. When | entered the room
| forgot Mr. Smith, for the first thing
| saw was Mrs. Eaton Oh a low rock
ing chair, and in her lap Il ch!ld,
teariully bruised. 1t was Mrs
Smith Youngest, who had just ocel
run over by Il heavy dray. There
was Il terrible look III the little white
face, IL pitir'ul entreaty i'll the great
blue eyes, which turned from tace to
face, seeming to question that which
we could not answer. But believe
and Mrs. Arnold's own gray eyes
filled, ''that what what We failed to
hear, reached the Infinite ear, tor a
peace and glory settled on the face,
which it carried to Heaven. The
richly robed woman held in her arms
the poor, stricken mother, with no
thought but OF their common human
ity, for the sacred tie OF motherhood
made item kin. Such tender words
of comfort never before heard, and
the Christian woman was transtiSur,
cd. When dressing the little one III
dainty robes, which she had fashion
ed Tor her own child, she said there
had been years i'll which she could
not bear the sight Of happy mothers
with their children, her heart 50 re-
belied agains, the God who could
take her only child from her, and 1t
was only lately. she added, that l
could feel that ii was-
Well done Of God to half the lot,
And give al the sweetncss,
To us the empty room and cot,
To her the H,aven completeness
81 will never say another word
against Mrs. Eaton," said Kate, and
| noticed ali the afternoon the quiet
unoblrusive way she seemed to watch
and wait Oh that lady. l wonder
what makes Mrs. Raw son 80 late.
How can she bear to live? l sup
pose she could not, if it were not for
her boys. who both carry their dead
E,,L.r,v f,cn IF II had my John SO