The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-07-16

! do, and he'll be happy to draw them al,
INTO your yard tomorrow; and when he's
done his part I'll do mine. I'll throw
them into your shed. I'll bring YOU some
Idry wood, too, for own a whole wood
lot. I'm sea-Captain, and we fellows
are pretty rough sometimes. But YOU be-
lleve In God, I see, and so do 1. And I
don't want him to tell me, when He
comes to settle with me, that was un-
KIND to widoas and orphans, and kept
my whole wood-l lot for myself Now.
you may expect all these old, dry shingles
tomorrow, and enough dry wood to fill
your she'd"
Hettie sat down on stone and BEGAN
to cry.
"Dont cry, my little girl,'' said Jonah.
And don't sit there In the cold a minute:
but run right in with your shingles and
start fire. I'll send one of nv bows
around before dark with wheelbarrow
OF wood, already sawed and split
enough to last you until the load comes
tomorrow.
Hettie stammered out sThank you.n
as well as she could, and rushed into the
house and began to cry.
,,.Who's been hurting you? asked Davy,
Indignantly. -
"Nobody," sobbed Hettie. Somebody's
been good to me, and to you, too, and it's
all so strange. Oh, Davy, Davy, we've
found friend, and l do believe that
everything have put into nv picture
will come true'
Hettle told her brother all about Jo
nah Kemp, and What he had said to her.
Davy was puzzled to know what it all
meant, and it seemed to him that Hettie
had been dreaming.
| But before another three weeks were
gone all was changed in the home of the
orphans. The snow melted on the roof.
but no water dropped through, tor Jonah
Kemp had put new shingles on the roof
and everywhere about the house there
were proofs OF his never-failing kind
ness.
One evening as Hettie and Davy sat to-
gether by the table, near their warm,
dry-wood tre-Davy at work with his
pencil and drawing paper, and Hettie
seWlngg-Davie said: II was cross,
provoking fellow few months ago, Het-
tie, and sick, too, but you were sweet
and good, and your picture was better
than I've made. It was painted in the
dark, too and just what you painted has
come true. Jonah Kemp calls US my
children and keeps doing something for
us all the time; and we seem to have
good luck ourselves whenever we try to
earn anything. Mrs. Barber paid you
ten dollars for embroidering that chair,
and my little drawings bring some
thing"
"You're noble, brave boy" replied
Hettte. ''You are so industrious and per-
sever1ng that l admire you every day.
MIR. Bell says that no scholar in his
school can do what you do with the pen
Gil. He's found three more purchasers
for The Maid and he: Mllk-pail,' and he
says you'll not be out of employment
very SOON
The winter passed quickly in tie little
home where Hettie and Davy worked 50
cheerfully and successfully, it'll Jonah
Kemp ever ready to help them when they
needed him.
But Jonah was about to leave them for
a few months, and had come in to say
goodbye.
Keep up your courage, my children"
ne said. "Remember you're my child
rem as much when I'm on the sea as you
are when I'm Oh land. Ny wife will be
here every day Or so; and if you should
be sick, she'll nurse you WELL And she'll
keep her eye out and see that you don't
want for anything. Don't be concerned
about next winter; for I'll be home when
the vessels lay up in the fall, and you
own part OF my wood lot, you know
Hettie rushed up to Jonah Kemp and
put her arms around his neck and kissed
him, while Davy twisted in every direc-
ton, determined to cry.
Jonah as gone and yet he was there
in that little home, where he mad spoken
so many kind words and showed so many
comforts.
"We seem to see and hear him all the
time,'' said Davy, when months had gone
by; land it won't be very long now before
he'll be here. And it'll not be very long,
either, before winter and JACK Frost, too
will be here But Jack F1ost'll be shy
of us after this. He may try his hand
on the windows; but he will soon be dis
couraged and give up, for our warm fires
will spoil all his pictures. He's out OF
business in this house. You and I are
the picture-makers now.''
''Yes," answered Hetty, and she tried
to drive back the gathering tears, for
Davy did not like to see tears in her eyes
Eyes, we are the picture-makers now.
God is good" God is Our Father"