Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1881-12-30

! Count. The other men were.in the same
case. Two of them, however, threw
| themselves into the water manfully, but
were washed back. A solid body leaped
into the surf with splash! 1t was Chris
tina, divested of shoes, stockings and out
ter petticoat, striking out boldly for the
place where the girl went down.
"Hurrah for old Norje!" cried the
count. ''She swims like frog!"
She came back with Julia, very wet
and drabbled butterfly, in her arms.
There was no justice, to mind, in the
end of the accident. Julia, when dry
again, was rosy and pert and charming "a
ever; but poor Christina had been thrown
against the hull of the boat. She was
quite badly injured, and was laid up In
bed for a month. Mother and / had her
work to do, while Julia took wing to New
port.
Things are strangely ordered in this
world, /" | said, as I laid down half read
letter from her one day late in October,
full Of her gaieties and successes, and
glanced out at Christina, beginning to
lump heavily about in the kitchen.
"They always come out right. = said mo-
ther, quietly. sWhat is that ON the other
side ?''
I turned the letter and read.
'sOh. by the way, I thought owed old
Norjs' some PREPARATION for her injuries in
nay behalf. So wrote to our consul in
Christiana to pay JAMS debt for me, and
to send him and his mother out by the
next steamer. You told me that old San
dars had finally grumbled himself into his
grave. Why not take Jan as Farmland
and put him and his mother into the ten
ant-house?
II have ordered from New York few
odds and ends to make it comfortable Tor
them. They will arrive in Philadelphia on
next Monday"
could hardly finish; the tears choked
me. Il have been very unjust to Julia"
I said.
We agreed not to tell Christina, but to
surprise her. We had grown very fond of
the patient, affectionate creature with her
everlasting chatter of "mutter and Jan"
The "odds and ends" proved to be We
ry complete, though plain, plenishing for
the house. Christina helped to clean the
house for ''the new farmer" and to ar
range the pretty furniture.
On Monday, mother went up to Phila-
delphia to meet the steamer. She was to
come down in the morning train the next
day. [ watched 1t pass on to the little
station.
A handkerchief waived out of the car
window the signal that all was well. +
saw from the porch three figures alight on
the platform and take their way across the
field.
Whom they had time to reach the tenant
house. SAIL carelessly:
''Come. Christina. There is something
yet to be done for the new farmer"
II hope" she said, in her pleasant bro
ken English, che will be goot neighbor.
1t is nice house. 1t is as goot as our pas
tor lives in at home. This is fine coun-
try for the poor, Manuel Martha.''
nodded. was too excited to speak.
when we reached the steps, mother came
out, her face all in glow.
''They are inside! They are all we could
WISH" she whispered, eagerly. "One
minute, Christine" and she ran to the as
tonisted girl, smoothing her fair hair, re-
tying the gay handkerchief about her neck,
while hurried into the room.
A heavy built man in the Norwegian
dress, with honest blue eyes, stood wait
ing, and beside him tall, erect old wo-
man with a peculiarly gentle, kindly coun-
tenance. They were both greatly agltated
and scarcely noticed me, their eyes being
on the door.
1t opened. I heard mother say, with a
half sob, $50 in, child. God bless you,"
and Christine came in.
She stood one moment dumb and still,
her hands stretched out in amaZement.
Then came the cry, so mutter! mutter!
q Janl''
1t was the pentup love and longing of
years forcing it's way into speech.
We came out and left them alone to-
gether.
Mother and had prepared a little fea st
for them; good, substantial supper as
foundation, rnd frosted cakes, flowers and
grapes as establishment.
After while, we brought them out to
it. But they only ate to please us. They
were too deeply moved for such little pleas
ures.
After supper, we went into the kitchen,
and the old mother, looking at the fire
upon the hearth that had been kindled for
them in strange land, said few words
in low voice, and they all sank reyerent-
ly upon their knees while she prayed.
Mother and / knelt with them. What
did it matter that the words were in
strange tongue? We understood her, and
the Great Father of us all heard US as we
kneeled side by side.
ST think, dear little MOTHER I said, as
we went home that night, ''God heard
your prayer when you went out to find
your savage that day."
"He always hears" she said. quietly.
WHO NAMED THE CoLLEGEs.-Har-
ward College was named after John Har-
ward, who, In 1888, left to the college some
money and a library Of over 200 hooks -