Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1881-07-14
heart, and SO many other things. Maggie
wanted to study medicine

wanted to study medicine
How can one describe such an ambi-
ton in woman, yet, it must be as noble
to her as it is to man, and we have
known young girls to, put the whole OF
their life's dream in this one desire.
One of the sweetest girls we know OF,
person of such delicate refinement, a
face that shows all the sweet nobleness
of the soul, SO beautiful and SO perfect
in its moulding, said to us a few weeks
ago:
81 have had but one ambition in my
life, that is: to be a physician, to begin
now. l could not afford it, it would take
years of faithful study, / must give it
up"
Maggie had made her home with her
aunt Sally, since her mothers death,
when she was twelve years old her IA
ther away off III distant countries, no
brothers, no sisters, no one but prim
aunt Sallie, who loved SO to keep things
III straight row;no wonder poor Llaggie
grew tired of the holly-hocks and petu-
Mas, tasteless green blinds, and stiff
hair-cloth chairs. She wanted change,
and a change she was bound to have.
She has not been idle as to what her
chances in large city might be. She
would go to Philadelphia, and none of
aunt Sally's persuasions could keep her
back. Three years later, we find her,
the same Maggie as ever, little older, q
little palmer, and little stouter. She
has worked hard, studied well, and it
seemed her ambition was to be realized.
There was light in the eyes that had
not been there before, love-light, that
made the plain face almost beautiful,
sometime S Maggie was in love, In love
with avy-bearded foreigner, hand
some, proud and rich, such contract to
little Maggie, he was, but he loved the
little maiden, only he did NOT love her
ambition, he would never submit to it,
he talked with her pleaded and coaxed,
but no, she would not give it up either
give up this ambition, or ME-" and the
proud spirit would plead no longer.
Maggie's blue eyes flashed as she cried
ont impetuously, "Then will give YOU
upr'
That was all, he went away, with
never one word more.
He will come tomorrow" she would
say to herself, as the tears would come
to her eyes; ''he has told me he loved me
better than his life; he viii come, l
know"
To-morrnw, and weeks went by, still
ha did -,..>t-..>>.~>~- -Ar-----:---...>.ad<.,>>I
where all the drems of her ambition had
fed to, what made the world such dark
place. Perhaps there would be comfort
in something else She would try and
see if she could not call back the same
steadfast ambition that she had pursued
for years.
Poor commonplace girl
While she was not wicked woman,
far from that, she had never attended
church nor paid any devotion to her
t Maker. Was that the cause of her un-
r rest? She would see. She went to
church one day, she liked it, it quieted
her mind, the earnest, tender pleading
7 of the pastor, the quiet, attentive faces
1 of the listeners, she went again, until
: she found it a necessity to drive away
y other thoughts. There was ''cry from
: Macedonia" for helpers to come teach
e the way of salvation to heather souls. A
: thought struck her, had she mistaken
her mission all these years? She would
d be a missionary She would heal souls,
d as she had studied to heal bodies. Such
e an awakening
h She hurried to the minister's house,
S poured out her desires to the pastors
II wife. She was taken at once as a can
n didate and every preparation was made.
II Ladies' of the church devoted their time
b to her outfit, while she devoted her time
II to spiritual preparation. All was finish.
g ed, the day for the God-speeds and fare,
If wells had arrived, even the hour. Where
It was Maggie? No one knew. Searcl
d was made. Not one trace of trunks o.
Maggie 1t was such a blow to the
II church that it was deemed best to keel
J. it quiet.
II Some two years afterwards fairfaced
bunchy little woman rang the bell a
I Rev. b. door, was shown to the parlol
by a servant, but refused to give hel
card When she heard Mrs. B. coming
down the stairs she ran to meet her, cry
ing out, as she held up dimpled hand
y ''See, see, have my diamond and m.
- ambition too -
Maggie it was, surely, with a strang,
70 story to tell The very hour that sh'
~ was to have sailed as missionary she re
ceived word of the serious illness of he
III father in distant country she had th
IS money the church had given her and tn
" trunks of clothes she took them an,
lg went to her father he was i'll for month
es and months, demanding her constant at
N tention. When he had but slightly re
~ covered she was stricken down, and la,
as at deaths door for many days. Whe,
er she had regained strength enough sh
IS wrote to her Old-time lover; he wa
to faithful he came to her, married her i
GO spite of her protest that she would stud