Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1882-06-22

Niilla us mucn good as hers did Hope
for Nina was girl who did not make
friends easily, and was content with a
very few, but on those she centered
all her happiness, and, as is usually the
case with these absorbing soft of nat.
ures, she demanded great deal, and
when she thought she had just cause
for offen9e, did not easily forgive.
Hope, on the other hand, was gen.
eral favorite, and had many near and
dear friends, but in her heart of hearts
her friend Nina held the nearest and
dearest place. One day as she was
reading she came upon little article On
friendship, and her eye caught these
words: "The end Of true friendship is
to go on, hand in hand, each raising the
other, each supporting the other, ever
upward and onward to the brightness
and peace of the better home in the
many mansions of the Fathers house"
IL pc stopped, and read the lines ag ,in.
Was friendship, then, SO sacred a thing
And did God mean the end to be
brightness and peace in the many
mansions?' How could it be peace
there, when here it was full of strife
and bitterness? AS Hope thought it all
over, slowly but surely the last spark
of resentment died out of her heart,
and in its place there came great
yearnlng tenderness toward her friend
not unmiXed with sadness, as she
thought how far from strong Mina's
health was, and how soon, perhaps,
she might be called to the "many man
sions."
With a prayer for forgiveness, Hope
sat down and wrote II loving letter,
pleading that the old friendship might
be restored.
But Miua's heart was hardened, and
she would not let the evil spirits go, so
to the letter no answer came.
e
Five years passed away, and Hope
married and went west to live. One
day when she sat quietly sewing, her
husband came in hastily and said:
Hope, run and put your hat on. /
want you to go and make call with
me. | have just met an old college
friend, Will Carlyle. declare, it was
like a cup of cold water to "A thirsty
man to meet him out here. lie is
feeling pretty blue, though, poor fel.
lOwl He is out here for his wife
health; says she is running into a de
cline, and that il this air does not he
her nothing else will"
"Ob, l am so sOrryl poor young thing,
she must be very lonely away off here
among strangers. Are they christians,
Howard, do you know
81 am afraid not; at least, Will is
not. | do not know about his wife"
When they reached the hotel they
were shown directly to the invald's
room. Mr.. Carlyle met them at the
door and led Hope to the window,
where, in an easy chair, sat beautiful
woman, save for the look of sickness
and unrest in her face. Hope held out
fer hand, and then as the dark, lust |
rous eyes were turned full upon her,
she gave one glad cry of joy, and sank
upon her knees by the invalid's side,
aging:
"0h, Nina, my friend, l am so glad
[ have found yOul Have you forgot
ten me, your Hope, your QueenieP And
eau you ever forgive my hasty words ?
| did not know what a precious friend
| had, nor how dearly / loved her, un-
til now, that | have her once more"
poured forth Hope, impetuously, as
the dear old love Of their girlho0d re.
turned in all its force.
But Nina was too weak for many
words, 50 she only clasped the dear
form tightly as though she could not
let her go, and kissed again and again
the face upturned to hers. After fit
of coughing had passed away and she
could speak calmly, she said:
"Iope-dear Hope, then you do for
give me for my insulting letter, and
worse than all, for my years of anfor-
giving resentment"
A warm handclasp was the only an
swer, but that was enough; both under
stool that the old friendship was re.
stored. There was no more said that
night, but the next morning Mr.. Carlyle
drove his wife over and left her with
Hope.
They had a long talk, in which Nina
told her of how the old peace and com.
munion had all been lost, and how it
seemed as though God had drawn his
Holy Spirit from her. The way was,
OIL so darkl Nina had realized keenly
the truth of the words, 1f ye forgive
not men their tlespasses, neither will
your father forgive your trespasses."
Like golden chain let down from
the throne Of God, to this weary, way
ward child, Hope strung the precious
promises from his word until, as a dove,
Nina returned tc the ark Of her .
strength and safety, and rested there.
For year Nina Carlyle fingered,
and then was gathered to the "many
mansions" But Hope does not feel
that she has lost her friend. for "true
friendship is to go hand in hand, for
ever" because there will be no "end" Il
to the brightness and peace Cor Jain
Fathers house, vq
Oh dear girl readers, all ov,r dg
beautiful land, won't you trea
friendships of yours as more l..
and be willing to bear a few of the "all
things" for their sakep And remem-
ber that this life is but the beginning;
the lending" or the "going on forever"
will come by and by.
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