Weekly Trinity journal., 1878-12-28

them to live uprightly and truly, or even
their hands might grow mean and impure
/ looking,
" Boys oughtnt to have clean hands,
Nell" insisted Tom" "And as for
mine, if they don't find something to do
that will give your fingers rest pretty
soon, they're not worth keeping !" And
Tom sprawlsd out his fat grlmy hands
with a look of impatient disdain.
The quesrest thing happened the next
day. A man camo to the door with a
box, for Miss Ellen Page, in which was
beautiful set Of furs, quito as good as
new, and material for black silk dress.
| Pinned to the silk was note inclosing
twenty dollars, and saying the furs and
dress were bought the year before for a
Christmas present for dear one who had
since died, and the one who was left, not
knowing what to do with thsn, had taken
the liberty of sending them to Miss Page.
The money was given with the silk the
year before, and so (having never been
used), was sent with it. There was no
signature, the man who had brought the
box was gone, and was completely be-
wildered.
"Ain't it jolly, Nell :"
" Now you won't mind losing that ar
tcle last night? That wouldat have
been more than fifteen dollars, you said,
| u 1n q ~
1t was pleasant to see the dear chill
drons delight in my presents. AT first
| wanted to spend for them the money
inclosed, and make up the dress as well
as could, but neither of them would
allow it. You'll offend the old gentle-
man !" said Tom.
"Old gentleman, indeed I" quoth Ma
mic. " guess it WAS u nice young man
that"
Nonsense Don't you see it's an
old party whose vito died and never used
the things ?"
thought Toms idea the nearest right,
and whenever wore tho lovely iurs, or
enjoyed the delight Of my best silk, |
thanked the dear old gray-haired man,
whom | imagined was tottering on the
verge of tho grave. Things began to
brighton from that out, and found my
self accepted on much bettOr papers and
magaxines than before. Strange enough,
too, about the m ddle of the next Sum
mer | saw my long-lost article in one OF
the very best magazines, and received
check in payment for it that made me
quite lose my head-a little money in
those days seemed great deal
Now and then, at intervals, through
the hot Summer months, would come
beautiful cut flowers, baskets of delicious
fruit or tickets for concert. Your
old gentleman hasn't forgotten you.'
Tom wou Id say, and it seemed as il we
all felt intimate and friendly with the
dear old man. If only we could sae him
and tell him how nicely we we're getting
on Tom was to have situation in the
+ fall, and Mamie was promoted at school
and i wrote more and moro easily.
r But that next winter was to learn &
lesson as to what constitutes real happi
! ness. Mamie began to pine and droop
, and at last was so very i'll that, for the
, first time since we had come to the city
J had to find doctor.
There's a young doctor lives few
blocks up" said our kind landlady
"who will be moderate l know, for
hear of his goodness to the widow ant
> orphan all round here"
5 But don't trust yeung Doctors"
"Oh, he's over thirty, aud getting
r great name"
t At last knowing OF no one else excep
the very highest names in the land
d, whon | knew could not afford. | went
: for this Doctor Lord. lie was in ant
+ received me kindly, seemed glad to hur
| ry round to Mamie, and made rae feel
= by his quiet, business-like manner, tina
t he was really master of his science.
s Mamie was III long time, and hover.
cd between life and death, The doctor
t was kind and gentle, seeming, as Tom
T said, like an old friend among us. Sc
| intimate did he and Nam e become that
t one day, when she was getting better
4 she told him about Nells old gentle
man. and how wonderful i was that
. since she (Mamie) had been i'll the old
gentleman had sent wine and flowers and
fruit, as if he knew just what was going
I on.
"Your sister has the furs on 2" ht
| asked.
/" No, indeed. She never wears then
y if it's misty. just open that box ant
I you II see the muf."
Mamie couldn't understand why Doc
, tor Lord bent over tho muf sucn Ions
. time, and then walked off to the window
, without saying a word. AS he came
back 10 her easy chair, tho child who i
very impusve, and really loved her nev
, friend dearly, said, " Why, doctor
what's tho matter -
, Nothing, Mamie; was thinking 0
EFF some one who is dead, whom
+ couldn't cure as God has permitted me t
I cure you, child"
! The days went by, and Mamie grew
I we'll and strong, but still Doctor Lor
I would call, now and then, to see hoy
a Tom was getting on in the course of read
' ing he had set him, or to listen to Ma
mics chatter. or me he saw very little
= for could not afford to spend muc
| time away from my pen and paper, an
G could not go down to our little sitting
room, but sat up in Toms bedroom, whic
4 served as my study. Christians Ev