Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-10-27

IL is the guiding spirit of her life Ahf
that. i may grow more worthy of her,
he signs, as he unIocks the door of his
little home, which now he thought must
wait long before love CONES to brighten
it.
how Eva missed the pale patient face
OF the invalid mother as she followed
her accustomed round Of duties But
she had little leisure for grief. Hattie
oear baby, kept her constantly employed
"hen her other duties were performed.
Ned and Willie were in school these
winter days. Clothes must be kept in
repair. rather must be talked to and
read to, and Harry Allen took good care
that Evas love for books should be sun.
piled. No time for sleigh-rides and
merry maklngs to this young housewife
who accepted ites cares SO eravely. II
would never do to neglect the children, :
and so the seasons came and went. until
she had reached her twenty-seventh wear.
Then the father was laid beside the
mother in the little church-yard. The
boys were in college, and Hattie was
now almost a young lady.
Now, surely, dear. you NAV come to
me, pleaded Harry. He had remained
tue all these years. "You can come and
bring Hattie with you," he urged as thew
entered the home which was no longer
log cabin, but neat and cozy farm house.
Yes" she replied, slowly, locking
trusttully in his brown eyes, 'for the sake
oflovingness will"
Then they were married and settled in
the little brown parsonage at last. "Mine
forever" Harry whispered, drawing her
| closer to his breast, as they stood in the
vine clad porch. "Until death do us part
she repeated solemnlv.
Heaven grant that day may be far
distant" said the husband, kissing her
reverently and tenderlv.
| This was in September. 1860. We all
(member how nation thrilled with the
cry to arms. How from the Atlantic to
the Pacific went UP the slogan CRY of war,
How husbands, fathers, lovers, and even
calow youth rushed to the front in the
struggle for supremacy between those
| whom the ties of brotherhood and
nationality should have kept fast friends.
Even the western minister, who so
long and lovingly waited for his wife
after long and earnest prayers, saw where
duty pointed, and as chaplain of thez-
tn Regiment marched where duty calei
In the thickest of the fight, when blood
was flowing most freely; where cannon
shot and she'll had torn the ranks; where
the sabre and bayonet had done their
CHASTITY work; where the prayers of dy-
ing men mingled with groans of the
wounded, there was this servant of God
always found, ministering TO the dying,
tenderly assisting the wounded, always
pointing to love that endureth forever.
He seemed to have charmed life, and
hesitated never in the performance of his
duty. Beloved by all, cherished in the
hearts of even the toughest OF the soldiery
they were always gentle, always reverent
in his presence.
Would lie escape unscathed?
All, no! 1t was not to be. One day
during the progress of terrible battle
he was stricken down by q fragment of
shell, dying SO suddenly that he had
only time to murmur to comrade who
rushed to his assistance: "Tell my wife
he whispered, II have tried to do my
duty for God and my country.
Buried by rough but loving hands, no
rests far from his home, in o sunny cline
where the Cherokee rose and the passion
flower cover his grave.
Poor, loving and tender wife at home.
After the first great grief had passed, she
said Whom have l here to care for
now? Why should | not do what I can
IN the field, now he has gone? The SICK
need help. That [ may give. He has
died for lovingness, may live to supply
| his place, though it be ia another way
from his" in hospitals where soldiers
lingering with mortal wounds died, there
her mlnisterlng words of comfort were
sure to be heard. Where the delirium of
fever kept the wounded soldier tossing to
and fro, her soft hands cooled the fevered
brow and soothed the sufferer 20 calmer
slumber. Meme could prepare daintier
broth from SO simple means than the
minister's wife. None could dress a
wound with less pain to the sufferer.
Wherever she went, rough men became
soft; eyes looked tenderly on her; pa
tience and resignation followed her foot
steps.
So passed months and years. For the
sake OF "lovingness," neither labor SEEM
ed to weary her, nor long watching to
fnd her asleep. Self-sacrifcing always,
as the years passed halo seemed to fol-
low her. Knowing het duty for the sake
OF duty, and for loving kindness she per.
formed her task Her "lovingnessn
brought peace and comfort to many
weary forms, and pointed many diving
lives to the heaven beyond the grave.
At length peace was declared and she
who had devoted her life to others return
ed home-noW desolate indeed.
Did she repine2
MOI The property was gone: absorbed
IN paying the expenses of her long alb
sence from home, anu in gifts to the
needy. But the kind friends lent her "a
helping hand. and she was soon again
employed in the routine duties Of home
life.
But for long.
She who had all her life been an angel
of mercy must be SO still. She was called
to labor in great city, tor the destitute
and suffering. So, for sslovingness'' she
worked on year by year, until at length
the angel called her. Her life work end
ed, tender and loving fingers closed her
eyes in her adopted home.
She was indeed at rest; at rest in
Heaven
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