Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1878-11-14
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A c0ld christmas night In q farm-
house. Father comes in from the
barn, knocks the snow from his
shoes, and sits down by the fire. The
mother sits at the stand knitting.
She says to MIN: @Do you remember
it is anniversary night?" The father
is angered. He never wants any al
lusion to the fact that one had gone
away, and the mere suggestion that
it &as the anniversary OF that sad
event made him quite rough. al
though the tears ran down his cheeks.
Tho old house dog. that had played
with the wanderer when she was
child, came up and put his head on
the old mans knee, but he roughly
repulsed the dog. He wants nothing
to remind him OF the anniversary
day.
A cold winter night In q city
church. 1t is Christmas night. They
have been decorating the sanctuary.
A lost wanderer OF the street, with
thin shawl about her, attracted by
the warmth and light, comes In and
sits near the door. The minister of
religion is preaching OF Him who was
wounded for our transgressions, aEd
bruised fer our iniquities, and the
poor soul by the door said: "Why.
that must mean me; mercy for the
chief OF sinners; bruised for our in
iduities: wounded for our trangres-
sions.'" The music that night in the
sanctuary brought back the old
hymn which she used to sing when
with father and mother she wor-
shipped God in the village church.
The service over the minister went
down the aisle. She said to him !:
"Were those words for me? Wound
ed for our transgressions.' Was that
for me?" The man of God under
stood her not. He knew not how to
O. mfort a shipwrecked soul, and he
passed on and he passed out. The
poor wanderer followed into the
street. what are you doing here,
Meg?" said the police. what are
you doing here tonight" "Oh!'
she replied, was In to warm myself"
and. then the rattling cough came.
and she held to the railing until the
paroxysm was over. She passed on
down the street. falling from exhaus-
tion; recovering herself again, until
after a while she reached the out
shirts of the city and passed on into
the country road. It seemed so Ia
miliar, she kept on the roai, and she
saw in the distance light in the win
dow. ALL that light had been gleam-
ing there every night since she went
away.
On that country road she passed
until she came to the garden gate.
She opened 1t and passed up the path
where she played In childhood. She
came to the steps and looked in at
the fire on the hearth. Then she put
her fingers to the latch. obi IL that
door had been locked she would have
perished on the threshold. for she
was near 10 death. But that door
had not been locked since the time
she went away. She pushed open
the door. She went ia and laid down
on the hearth by the fire. The old
) house. dog growled as he saw her en-.
ter. but there was something in the
voice he recognized, and he frisked
about her until he almost pushed heI
down In his Joy. Ia the morning the
mother came down, and she saw O
bundle OF rags on the hearth; but
when the face was uplifted, she knew
it, and it was no more old Meg Of the
street. Throwing her arms around
the returned prodiga!, she cried. "Oh
Maggie" The child threw her arms
around her mothers neck, and said
"Ohl mother" and while they were
embraced rugged form lowered
above them. II was the father. The
severity all gone out Of his face, he
stopped and took her up tenderly ane
carried her to mothers room, and
laid her down on mothers bed, fol
she was dying. Then the lost one
looking up into her mothers face
said: "'Wounded for our transgres
, sions and bruised for our iniquities
Mother, do you think that means mel
"Oh, yes, my darling" said the moth,
er "If mother is 80 glad to get yor
back, don't you think God is glad te
get you back?" And there she lay
dying. and all their dreams and al
their prayers were flled with the
words, Wounded for eur transgres
sions, bruised for our iniquities," I'm
til, just before the moment Of her de
parture, her face lighted up, showing
, the pardon OF God had dropped upol
her SOUL And there she slept ava,
on the bosom OF pardoning Jesus
SO the Lord took back one whom tn,
world rejected.-Rsu. T. d. Taln,dge
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