The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1881-08-19

whom she was named. used often I,
tell her that once. at least. in every
body's life, something happened jus
like a story"
Cathie like 10 believe this. but on,
day she said. quite chcerily: why,
Anntie, don't Know; everything has
been commonplace 50 long that il Seem.
good y me, like the Cd faces and
places
"Ah. nv dear" said Aunt Cathie.
that coniented heart Of yours Is d
blessing; but something will happen to
you one Of these days.
Cathie lived on lonely country road.
Her father was 4 farmer. whom hard
fortune had followed for many year.
Three sons. older than Cafhie. were
buried IN the country burying-ground
beyond the hill. Farmer Brown ana
his wife We're getting on in years and.
although they had begun al last 10
make head slowly against the current
Of adversely that had Set % lunr agains
them. the habits Of hard labor and the
strictcst economy clung 70 them still.
They owned their farm. and Cathie was
their only child; but. beyond sending
her 70 school IN summer and winter.
and allowing her the open space from
the front door 10 the road for aHower
garden, they lett that they could afford
her no privileges
Her dresses were of the chcaNasi ma
terial. her hair was always braided down
her back in the same simple fashion.
her shoes were coarse and thick. and
she had no ribbons. no iewe'rr. no
trnhcts OF any kind. But Cathic did
not care much for such things The
desire q her heart was to give. On.
the dreams she used 10 dream Of the
blessedness Of giving. Anime 81 mon
ey would not have satisfied her long
ings 70 give and give She might not
have been IN every instance wise
gixer. il her dreams had come trne:
but she used % lie awake O. nights.
and plan by the hour. how. and where.
and 10 whom she would give. II for
tune should fall 70 her. And nobody
should ever know where the good gifts
would come from. That would bc half
the Joy of II: to have her bounty de-
scend. shower-like. upon the poor and
needy. ~ il il came direct from heav-
enly places.
Her father and mother gave 10 the
minister. they visited the sick in the
neighborhood, and fed the tramps: but
Cathie had never had n cent or mones
70 give away never in her whole life
nothing but flowers and berries, and
willing little services. and these seemed
pitlfully small in her eyes. oh, 10 rive
freely. rokally. unrcscrvedly, how hap
py she would be. if she could do that.
Aunt Catherine was great comfort
TO her nameSake. She was poor. like
al Of Cathie's people. but she loved
lowers and birds. and all beautiful
things. as warmly as did little Cathie
herself; and she brought rare bulbs. and
roots, and seeds. and slips. and mu n
homely cheer. 10 the child.
Cathle's Tower garden was sweet the
summer through. Indeed. from March
70 December. from crocuscs to frost
flowers. something bright and beautiful
bcamed up ~ Cathic from the ground.
There was nothing like her flowers for
miles around. They were the pride
and wonder Of the neighborhood. And
among them Cathie toiled, when she
was not AZ school or helping her moth
er; for, all this beauty was the result III
much patient work aud faithful care.
\. Now. II ! were only boy she
said 70 Aunt Cathic in one OF their
talks, ~ should coax father ID let me
raise piece o. wheat, or potatoes. and
sell them and then should nave some
money u my own"
What do you want with money.
Cathie?' asked her mother. who hap
pcned 10 hear her. Cathie blushed. but
did not answer Immediately.
Don't You have all YOU want to eat \
and % wear, my ,iaughter?'
Yes, mother, don't want thing
for myself. N
4 Nor J, neither. dear. Let a. not be
getting ambitions and discontentcd. be-
cause we are poor
Aunt Cathie thought of some ambi-
tious. discontinued daughters that she
knew. and contrastcd them with little
Cathie.
About this time. Cathic was cherish
'ng one III her dreams too sweet ever
y be realized. she telf. but which did
her good 70 keep II Iii her heart.
Oscar GRAY. u lame boy who lived
near. her faithful friend. aud scholar
p rial promise. was hnnrering for
books and struggling mantully % earn
mem: lie was 20 proud that nobody
Jared offer him aid. and SO poor, that.
y times. his utmost efforts seemed III