Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-12-12

would accede to her proposition, and
give me board and tuition for cutting
the wood and taking care OF the fires
and the school-room. Miss King told
me that she felt from my fondness for
reading that [ ought to have an educa-
ton, and she had talked about it with
her friend, and at her suggestion had
written to Mr.. Blanchard. Then she
said, "Now, if you would like to go,
mother and will keep you in clothes,
as my brother who is in college gets
through with his, and mother Will lend
you small sums of money as you may
need them, and my friend, Miss Jones,
with furnish you with books"
But 1 fear I am spinning out nay
story too long, said Mr.. Graham.
"Not at all" said Mr.. and Mrs.
Waters. 'We are very much inter-
estea in it Do not shorten it in the
least"
Well, continued Mr.. Graham, L soon
arranged to go to the school, and L felt,
as sat down to supper the last even
ing at Mrs. Kings and drank tea poured
from that identical teapot, that I was
leaving another home, they had been so
kind to me.
remained at the school two years,
and then, through the kindness of a
wealthy gentleman, friend of Mrs.
Kings, [ was sent to Brown University
fully prepared to enter the Freshman
class. Near the close of my junior year,
Sumter was fired on, and men were
called to arm for the defense of the
country. went with many other college
friends, and came back with few injuries,
and health unimpaired. One of my best
friends in the army was Judge Dillon's
son, and spent several days with him
at his fathers at the close of the war.
There l WAS urged, and I decided to
study law, and so it happened that my
home was made here, and that I found
my good wife here in the church of which
became a member.
And now 1 will tell you how I came
into possession of the teapot. We went
to the commencement at Brown, last
summer, and one afternoon, while there,
took drive with some friends. [ gave
directions to the driver to go down the
turnpike, and then toward the river TO the
old King farm, which, although no
longer owned by the family, was still
known by their name.
[ stopped there, and went III and
asked permission, as one who had once
lived there, to go through the house. I
went to the little room [ had occupied,
which was so small and uninviting then,
but in which [ had spent many happy
hours, and to the sitting-r room, the
kitchen, and the wood house, and on
one of the beams in that great room,
where I had sawed and split cords Of
wood, while naming over the Kings Of
England, and reviewing what I knew Of
each one, stood that broken teapot. /
looked at it, took it up and held it in my
hand, and through the mist of tears the
old pagoda vanished out of sight, and I
was sitting at the tea-table, with the
dear old lady, whose pleasant face and
kind voice had so often cheered me, and
l could hear her say, as she lifted up the
quaint teapot, you've had a hard days
work, jamie cup of this hot tea will
rest you, and do you good" I could
see the invalid daughter, with her large
tender eyes, as she talked to me and
helped me over the hard places in my
lessons, and I remembered how CRATE
fully she spoke when L thanked her for
all her kindness, SIS I started off for
school, saying, "sThough Sick, Z am
glad that there are some things even
one disabled like myself can do to make
others happy" AS I stood there, un-
conscious of all about me, my heart
went out in gratitude to those who,
years before, had gone to their reward,
and wondered, as I had done many
times, why it was that they had taken
such an interest in o stranger boyl
The teapot was filled with glue. I
took it into the house and asked one of
the ladies if I might have it, as it
brought to mind many pleasant recol-
lections, and they gave it to me.
You will not wonder that 1t has q
charm for me that nothing else In our
cabinet possesses, and if 1 ever feel Like
turning cold shoulder toward young
men seeking employment, Or relaxing
my interest in those who are struggling
to make their way in Life, I need only
look at the teapot and recall my own
boyhood and imagine what L might have
been had not those kind friends given
me home and helped me to an educe-
ton. Many have wondered that 1
should give so much to colleges and
seminaries, and help young artists and
others, but should be most ungrateful
if 1 did noS recognize the wonderful way
in which God has blessed me and led
me on to prosperity, by giving to and
encouraging others in every way possible.
And. among all have tried to help, but
two or three have ever proved unworthy
of it.
This is, no doubt, much longer story
than you expected so hear, but unless
you knew all the facts you could hardly
appreciate how much 1 value that old
broken teapot.
"No, We could not, said Mrs. Wa
tiers ''and [ wish that more of our
wealthy men who struggled hard in their
young days, and were as poor as you
we're, who seem to forget that others
need encouragement, but grow close and
hard-hearted as their means increase in
stead Of more generous and kind, might
follow your example"
just then other callers were an
nounced, and Mr.. and Mrs. Waters rose,
and, bidding their friends goodnight,
went home, inspired by what they had
heard to do more for those who were
earnest in trying to help themselves, and
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