The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1878-06-07

think Of me belonging to them aud GO
ing to live with them. But don't You
mind" she added hastily, as she noted
the look on Mikes face, "I'll 90 with
'em; I'll have TO. But amt going 70
leave YOU and Mandy in no fix. You'll
see. l told 'em all about you aud Man
dy, and how ynu couldn't manage with
out me, and they said what could they
do for you. and just up and told them
Buy him bit of land over here ON the
healthy shore, ! says, and then I'll be
willing to leave them. Once get Mandy
and Mike where they can lirc. and I'll
risk them for getting along without any
girl like me- You Just ought TO have
heard my folks laugh! They praised
me up 20 the skies for being so loyal--
what's that, wonder? And my father
how funny il does sound--my father
promised fair and Hat that he'd buy
you the land. and he's gone this minute
To see Lawyer Dixon about it. Now,
what do you sayP"
Mike could not take in the ovcrwhelm-
ing intelligence.
How did you find them out, Low
typ" he asked dazedly.
Oh. Miss Naylor, she just gave the
merest look az my new pink calico and
grabbed hold OF my hand and said,
Lowry, il Idon't miss my guess, you're
in luck. There's folks, fine ones too,
over at the tavern hunting for girl
just your age and name. They say
they've sent letters but never had any
answer, and they're so sure the girl Is
somewhere in this region roundabout
that they've just come themselves to
search the whole country. They've got
it all in the Bixlerville Post and Herald,
and it's plain TO my mind that you're
the girl Sure enough, there they were.
Miss Naylor marched me straight up to
the tavern and sent word to the folks
They knew me in minute BY those
marks on my foot that Mandy said came
from scald sometime when | was a
baby. So they did, my mother said.
And then look just like my father and
little brother. You'll see, Tomorrow,
when they all get here. My! but they
hated to have me leave 'em, but | told
'em must. Mandy couldn't get sup
per. and you'd be at the shore with the
dugout, and 90 would. SO here am.
Hurry up, for there's lots to do, and
they'll all be over here to see you TO-
morrow. We must get Mandy up and
fix up the cabin little slick. What in
the name Of sense are you crying about?
Don't you understands You're going
10 get your home on the hill right off!
Good times are coming to Misery Flat.
Why don't you hooray?"
The morrow came and with il the
Massons, who clearly proved their right
to Lowry, and were able 70 explain the
long-sealed mystery. Mike was made
happy BY the deed Of gift Of the choicest
bit on the hill shore, and Mandy was
supplied with the means of procuring
many n desirable comfort. Lowizy,
with her new-found friends, quilted the
old life and old home at Misery Flat.
Mike and Mandy, too, soon found
new home in the neat cabin on the hill,
and found there all that Misery Flat
lacked-pure air free from miasmatic
vapors. There they could hope to live
and toll and add TO the worlds products,
blessed with health and vigor. Misery
Flat plantation was not given up, but
worked successfully, and rs the years
went BY and Mike came TO be known as
the man who oftenest sent the first and
finest bale Of cotton to the market, Man
dy would make answer TO the congratu-
lations Of friends in words whose full
meaning were only understood BY Mike
himself:
" Yes, II Is prospered we have been,
although we've seen dark days. We've
good home and 4 happy one, and,
praise the Lord, we can enjoy it honest
". II comes Of squaring our lives BY
the Golden Rule. We might have had
the home and prosperity other ways
than by just the one way, to be sure,
and no Golden Rule in any Of its get
ting, but the happiness never would
have come. Sure, never get letter
from Miss Mason, our Lowry that was,
and hear Of her good life, too, without
thanking God with all my heart that we
squared our lives by the Golden Rule at
Misery Flat. Mary r. G. Wyeta, in the
Christian Weekly.