The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1882-09-14

the Lord sen. him. He came into bridget
MONEYS house one dsy--ihAst the hrs'
house from Avenue C--snd wanted 70
know where the widder finnegsn and hef
six children lived and Bridget sent hin 10
our tenement i, WAS just this time Miss.
Mkev was sick with the fever. and Mr..
Wen yer be nussed him through, II II
weren't for Mr.. Wen'ver guess Mikey
would ha been an angel fore this lts
Mikey as says the Lord seni him.
Blu, Milliccni knew. II the child did not,
what had sen. Jack 10 the widow II was
the.I.ord, no doubt. but the Lord had seen
a, 10 send the message through herself.
She felt humble and convicted, not only
that be should be taking up what was cer'
tainly her own unfulfilled duty, but that
he was doing il for love OF her
"Mr. WondoverIs good man. Katie,
she said softly.
The child nodded. "lIe's the best man
in all the world" she declared. Mother
saws he makes her think Of Samson, cause
ho knows so much; but never think oi
him without thinking hesitated for
an instant.
"wiihout thinking Of what. dearY
The child's great eyes looked up with
nm awed expression; the thin little voice
sank to q reyerent whisper-"Withoui
thinking, Miss of the Lord Jesus,
."Cause You know" she said, "he's al
lers goin' about doin good. Your folks
don't know of il. He amt the kind as
goes round blabbin' what they does; but
t'dav you'll find him in Mrs. Railety's and
4 morrer in Mrs. Rouke's and the next
day at the Kittendorfs and it's tay he'll
be bringin' EN- one day, and the rint he'll
be pawn the next and last week when the
praste wouldn't bury Mrs. Muldoon's hus
band, cause he pizened hisself, it was Mr.
Wen yer as read the sarvice and paid fol
the buryin'r' The child's tongue wai
now fairly loosed. "And then, Miss
when every Sunday comes there's u littl'
top room over where Mrs. Mooney lives
and us children all goes there and MIR
Wen'yer he comes and teaches MS, and hei
fixed it up that nice! There's meloleon
and some chromos, and three or four tixts
and we sing songs, and Mr.. Wen'ver h
plays on the melojeon, and he reads u
out the Bible oil about David and Goliah
and Jonah and the whale, and the Lor'
Jesus too, and tells us what it all means
And oh, Miss Broonl dyer think2 He
goin' to take us on picnic"
BY this time Millicent had reeovere'
her thoughts. In the light OF Katies ex
planation the comparison did not seem
startling. But admitting the comparison
where wore the ideals she had been
fondly cherishing? II people were to b
measured by Katie's standard, what be
came Of Sydney and Bayard, Sir Perciva
and Sir Galadad? The thought was pei
fectly bewildering. She looked dow
humbly into the child's face, her eye
moist and her voice little tremulon
as she said: And Mr. Wepdover bough
you your shoes aud dress.
Katie nodded. "He's KEEP us out OF tn
poor.house. mamma says.
1t vas Just what her father had told he
he had done for them; and the reminde
was almost enough to upset Millicent
composure. Perhaps all her notions
what hero ought to be were RADICAL
wrong, and she might, rs Jack had said
failed to recognize him when he came
Perhaps there was the same kind OF herois
in Jacks keeping people out OF the poor
house and supplying their needs as in Sid
ney s giving the cup of cold water to tn
dying man. Aud maybe both were initial
ing higher example "a pattern OF hero
ism which this little child had led her
discover. She leaned over and kisse'
the pale little face.
"Good bye, my DEAR" she said, '1i
glad you've found SO good friend. "
When the child was gone and Millcer
was left alone, all she could do was to
over the problem again; and yet witbou
coming to any satisfactory conclusion.
involved u mental revolution to substtut
for the tall elegant man with brown flow
ing locks, Van Dyck beard and symmetr
cal moustache who was the Sidney OF ~
Imagination, the figure OF Jack WenuoseI
tall and stalwart it is true, but without
trace OF sentiment IN the firm thin mouti
or particle Of elegance about the smoot
sbayen face, the short black hair or IL
steel framed glasses which repaired his VI
deniable near.sightedness.
II now drew near to the summer tan
when Millicent aud all her friends woui
90 away from New York. Once out oil IL
city she need not expect to see JACK
inorv than three months Indeed she ha
quite given up expecting 10 see him at al
, In her sober judgment she did not blan
him. There had been no promise mac
that he would keep up the acquaintanc
II shall always be your friend, he hs
said. And SO he might. without seein
, her for the rest Of his life.
On one Of the last days that she propo
I, ed,spending in the city, Millicent, on b
i, way down town, turned into Fifth avcn'