The Red Cloud chief., 1881-02-10

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softly.
1 II amt 30 sure who's the fools.
Billr' said another. But the caTrser
! continued TO say:
YUM
.'Goi Z t~wc-crrt stamp on. too"
, said the Servant Of the United States
Mai NJ last Must do something With
: H. Boys. the chap ihoaght he lived IN
! Boston, 'poa ms word. he did"
One man laughed again. but only
! one.
ATS clear > eity stamp won't carry
. the thing far enough" said the clerk
al sha'i hold IT," be added. grsSely.
I" for insufficient postage. and ne DID
The storm yas over. Through the
, broken window the sUn shOns In Z
, lines between the heavy fros; tia. over
swept the pane it lay upon the !oor in
a glare Of white. cold light. itself like =
sheet Of ice. FOlsy aud fease SIT cui-
died together In Il.
lis warmer" said Popsy. most"
I'm co'old.. said Pcase. putting up
her lip ayaln. She hadn't erred all
night.
The iandlady came and tucked them
up in an old rugof hers. that kept them
warm AZ times: for she had kind
thoughts now and then. ike other cross
people. And Tim Joggins WAS sol
drunk that he gave them 4 johnny-cake|
for supper; and so they had gpt along.
Besides, II was morning. and that
makes such a i Inference in this world
I'm going out nov. said Popsy, theI
first fhiur s.DD h~usineszN
.'Pease. too. Popsy." said Sweet
Pease. with perfect assurance, scram-
bling 20 her feet.
You cry so.'' said PoDsy. lie did not.
want 20 have 10 turn round again with
her this time.
..Oh no. said Swee; Pease. cheerful
". e! don't ky
.'Wbo does. them" asked Popsy; but
he twisted her up in the old plaid tip
pet. and let her 20
somebody kies.'' said Peasc.
t~houghtful.y, a they trottei along in
the brilliant. biting air. But faint
me. | don't Ky. Lord Zhesus Hist
kies, | guess. Somebody kied. Guess
it's Lord Zhcsu,. Popsy".'
Perfectly satisfied with this theology
cal explanation Of her personal faults.
Sweet Pease chung 20 Popsy's hand. and
drew in herbreath comp!acently, laugh
ing softly - theY went. IL any body was
To be blamed, the Lord Xhesus seemed
to Pease rs convenient a persot. &C could
be found.
At all events. Peas. could not think
OF anyone else just then. except Mr..
Jo@gins-and he gave them their sup
lr NNstTab .Nsr.H Vr..v. sI.., fIA -
Jesus did. poor Re ,se thought. She
wouldn't have Tim Joggins blamed.
ii arNpect an answer said Popsy, as
they painted On in the cutting wind, ian
answer to my letter"
''Nhai letter. asked Pease. who had
forgotten all about il.
MY letter TO the Lord Jesus" said
Popsy; THE one | mailed yesterday"
Can He wItc pwint?'
"Oh YES said POpSy. simply. I'm
sure He ran. | Guess hes got 81 far as
writing. Pease. Don't you be afraid. /
don d licye lie mas to print no;es Ia
little boys. But: | don't know where to
find the letter. 'zactly," added Popsy,
with an air Of suppressed anxiety.
But don't you be afraid. He'll an
swer the letter. Pease."
"Maybe Il II be on the lctter-box."
said PcaSe, be oming interested in the
matter. MAYBE it'll come out that
little hole. ! shouid fms. Viii il come
this morning, Popsy?' f,
Sometime to-day, | guess" replied
POrsv, stoU;!y. -.
SO when they came in sight of the ,
letter-boX there was somebody there. :
II .ta- tho .arrn IL, I.l -. II
dim, as he dI Yesterday IN the storm, f.,
but shining and clear. Tor the sun fell /,
full on him; - if a figure had stepped +,
from the background to the foreground l
of a picture. .
The sun fell so full that Popsy and t,
were a little blinded and con. I
as they looked. /
Its the lcttcr-man,' said Popsy, 4,
but there's somebody with him. :
another man" :,
And truly there was. a gentleman !;
beside the carrier. lie shaded i
his eyes with his hand, and seemed to
be watching. -
There said the carrier. Il told i
Sd. Thought they'd come back To n
his box to see alter it. the poor little r.
| YUM, sir. Them are the very !
ones. There they be. Look
icross there. \ boy and a gal. The
gal has 4 sort of plaided tippct round
Ter. Sce?'
Yes, | See" said the gentleman. a
sill shading his ewes. which had a
binding wet, rs the little figures d
If the children toilei towards him ON n
he shining. slippery street. II
80 Thu i,rhf-- -,.... -
the carrier. respectfully. ..Spe- Il
tally for parsons, | take it. Parsons tt
int never much on cyeSight. But | W
did say they war the chaps for
uch like business. I'm glad | told Fl
.ou, Sir. knew you'd come. knew d,
young ones would come. too. | Law Al
nd thought ont al night. Amt a OF
o II man, YOU know. sir. but seemed I
o me f ANYBODY was TO be swore into o:
uch like service. a parson was the it
hap. ALWAYS felt to home with Won. M
If. since you buried my boy. though | m
IN a ~pew-holfer nor a professor. sir. pr
lie wasn't bigger'n that little cove. ar
Chnny wasn't. sir. Thought ont yes tn
erday. n my wife sets n sight by IL
She perfesSes. So | thought I'd If
IN up and get the letter. sir. this or
forming. and between MS and the no.
ce, sir. we would find the Young ones. no
they walk, Kinder tuckered ont of
18th the cold. YUM. Wa'aI, | guess III
c ii wait right here" ia
They waited silently: only now and ca
len the carrier yummed a little below NJ;
5 breath when Pease slipped down ca
Popsy stopped to put his bare, cut 10,
TO his sore throat. as if it hurt va
more than he expected. The
The minister stood with one hand no,
ross his eyes. He was a pale man. tor
It'll a gentle face. In his other hand, ha,
hlch shook 4 little, he held a piece Of We,
per. soiled, wet, bl~ood-stained. va
IMPLIED. 1t was Popsy's letter. IT the
Is open, and this was how it read: vii
.DEAr LORD jesus christ sweat p,-as IL {
Little sister and she L cold WE baynf fhi
ny hur noR diner an marina Is del Nor -
ny body else ecthEii i thogt You'd Like ou'
no. tina
Pieas send NE SumBodv and sum Super r,
IL my attic sister yours rreIly Popsy'' -
he minister stool "a, ,ho IJ' -