Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1881-12-13

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Mrs. Graham, opening the book aud holding
the pencil ready for nSe
Certainly not. said Mrs, Dean. GIVE
no money to spare.
''But wss told
20, yes-about the money that was drawn
out of the savings bank !" said Mrs Dean.
"BatI intend to keep that money for my
self, Mrs. Graham"
he that giveth to the poor lendeth 60;
the Lord softly spoke Mrs Graham
''Yes, yes-I know I" said Mrs. Dean.
But nobody interPrets the Bible literally
nowadays.''
Mrs. Graham took berd departure, aeknowl,
edging within herselfthat her ertaad was =
failure. aud Mrs. Dean, left to herself at last.
INDUCED in nap, with the kuittirg work in
her lap-a nap wherein she dreamed thStthe
fttysdollar bill had taken to itself legs aud
was running away from crowd of parsuess,>
hsrself:amoug the number.
When she walked up, reused by the noise
of coal being poured upon the stove, . candle
was burning and Mr.. Dean was laughing at
her.
"Why, Betsey," said he, 81 though, you
never were going to wake again. Hero you
sat, with the ERE dead out, aud I've had to
kindle it up again"
"Bless me!'' said Mrs. Dean, t.I must
have been asleep quite while But'-as
she started up she saw that the old wallr
pocket opposite was ompty-.'where is that
old number of the Olinksrville Clarion Z"
ut was lsst weeks paper. said Mr, Dean,
calmly. We had both of us read it, SO I
just took it to kindle the fire."
You burned it up Z"
"Yes," said Mr. Dean I burned It up.
WhV shouldn'k T ?"
For half an hour Mrs. Doan sat silent and
never spoke a word. Aud her first utteranee
was: =
"It's tho Lords Judgment upon mol"
Mrs. Dean was resolute woman, full OF
character She went 10 her table drawer,
took out sheet of paper, aud wrote TO DR..
Btidgman, incloSiug dollar toward lame-
Dick Bodley's cart aud donkey. Sho sent
another dollar to Mrs. Graham for the poor
little O'Harrss, and promised to donate .
barrel of russets, bushel Of potatoes and
some of her husbands cast Oft clothes to out
over for the children. And she sent for
Helen Hurst to come and sec her.
81 can't lend you ten dollars, my dear"
said she, "because l haven't got it, But I'll
tell you what will do. I'll let you make
your homo here as long as you please -.
There's nice spare room. and it's an eighth
of mile nearer than Mrs. Swipos' to the
district SCHOOL"
"Oh, how very, worry good you are /" said
Helen, Dor eyes swimming with grateful
tOars.
Good !" cried Mrs. Dean. "I'm Just be.
ginning to see what selfish, greedy creature
I've. been all my life. Bu, you're welcome,
my dear. aud your board shall not cost you !.
a cent?
She opened her parlor, shook out the our>
tains and butitSa irc in tho air>tight wood.2
stove.
Dean likes tho parlor, raid ,she, "bo>
cause it has such nice south windows; aud I
don't 500 why we shouldn't enjoy it."
She baked fresh batch Of gingerbread
and sent loaf to old Mrs. Nudge; she took
out o basket of hickory nuts for poor little
Harry jones, who was trying to crack dried
up pignuts on tho stone by tho roadside she
renewed her subscription to tho church char
tiles.
81 can't be very liberal" she said but
am determined to do what csu."
"That's right, my desr-that's rightr'
said her husband. '.We shall be prosper
Gus, never foar. I'm awfulIy sorry about
burning up your Gfty-dollsr bin; but, If it's
going to open your heart like this, it's the
best thing that could have happened 20 us. }"
Mrs. Dean was sweeping out the kitchen.
She looked around with smile as she moved
tDe Wlde~ieaVeo. tAple Whlch DIWnys stood unsi
der the wall-pocket, aud took down the
pocket itself, rude structure of splints,
lined with cords aud with .sssels Of red
worstod, to dust it ont.
"Yes," she said, 81 am afraid I aeas pees
ting to be little miserly, aad-Awhy,
what's this 2"
Mr. Dean stopped and picked up a. slip Of
crumplsd dark>green paper, which had fallen
out from the wall pocket as bis wife turned T
it upside down, and tapped her finger against
ii to remove all possible dust.
''It's the ffty-doIlsr bill !" said he, with
mouth and eyes opening in unison. .It
must have slipped down from the folds Of the
newspaper and lodged here"
"The Lord has sent it back to us" said
Mrs. Dean, rsvsrsntly; "aud be has sent
lesson, wise and merciful with.it."
"Well," said Sir Dean, sfter moment or
two of silence. ''there's lesson in almost
everything He does. IL we did but know it."
And all the theologians in the world could
not have improved upon the faith Of this
simple, unIettered old farmer.
AsHBUKXHAH, Mass, Jan. I4tb 1880.
/ have been very sick two years. They
| all gave me un as past cnre tried the most
! SkNIfuI DbySIcIaHS. but they did not reach the
worst part. Tho lungs and hesrt wOnId fill mp
! every night aud distress me, and my throat was
| very bad. told children ] never should
! die III peacs until had tried Hop Bitters.
! have takeB two bottles. They haye helpOd me