The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1882-04-28
Gently to command the respect of her pupils.
But il Won Mnnld kindly loan me Sl0-n

| CeHtly 10 COl1UluIu the RESPECT vi neT pupils
But if you would kindly loan me SO"
II never lend" said Mrs. Dean, CURLY.
81 will be sure to pay it when receive my
first quarters salary" pleaded Helen And
| don't know of any one else to go to-"
ITS altogether against my principles
said Mrs Dean, with her face as hard as il
it had been cut out of hickory.
Helen Hurst crept out, feeling Inundated
and disappointed beyond all expression.
Mrs Dean chuckled at her own shrewd
ness, but she hardly had time to stir up the
apples in the saucepan, before Mrs. Graham
entered with little leather-coyered memor.
andum book and pencil.
II am looking for charitable people, Mrs.
Dean" said the Squire's wife, with a laugh
Then you've come to the wrong place, y
said Mrs. Dean, frigidly.
Poor Patrick O'Hara was killed yester-
day, in the rolling mill, and has left wife
and eight children" continued Mrs. Graham
"And whose fault is that ?" asked Mrs
Dean
will you not contribute something to-
wards relieving their destitute condition ~
urged Mrs Graham opening the book and
| holding the pencil ready Tor use.
Certainly not, Eve no money to spare
said Mrs. Dean.
But was told"
90. yes-ahout the money that was drawn
| out of the bank But intend to keep that
money, for myself" said Mrs. Dean
ale that giveth To the poor lendeth to the
Lord softly spoke Mrs. Graham.
"Ycs, yrs-I know But nobody interprets
III" bible literally, now a'days," said Mrs
Dean.
MIS- Graham took her departure, acknow-
Lodging within herself that her Grand was n
t,,l, lnit . hn,a l.,
INDUCED in nap, with the knitting work in
her lap-a ap,wheren she dreamed that the
fifty dollar bill had taken to itself legs, and
WAS running away from crowd of pursuers,
herself among the number
When she walked up, reused by the noise
of coal being poured upon the stove, a can
die was burning and Mr.. Dean was laughing
at her
why, Betsy" said he, II thought you
were never going to wake up. Here you set
with the fire dead out, and I've had to kindle
it up again"
Bless mer said Mrs. Dean. 81 must
have been asleep quite n while But'-as she
started up and saw that the old wall pocket
opposite was empty-"where is that old
number of the Clinkerville Clarion ~
ut was last weeks paper" said Mr., Dean
calmly. 1--WE had b tn of us read it, SO |
just took il to kindle the fire.
you burned it up~
Yes" said Mr. Dean II burned it up
Why shouldn't I?'
For haitian hour Mrs. Dean sat silent and
never spoke word. Her first utterance
was:
Its the Lords Judgment upon me!'
Mrs. Dean was resolutc woman, full of
character She went TO her table drawer,
took out sheet of note paper and wrote to
DIR. Brdgman, inclosing Il dollar towards
lame Dick Bodlry's cart and horse She seht
another dollar To Mrs. Graham for the little
O'Haras, and promised to donate II barrel OF
russets, bushtl of potatoes and some other
husbands cast off clothes to cut over for the
children And she sent for Helen Hurst to
come and see her.
II can't lend you ten dollars my dear" said
she, "hecause haven't got it I'll tell you
what will do I'll let you make your home
here as long as you please. There is II nice
spare room, and its All cigIhh of a mile nearer
Than Mrs, Swipe's TO the district school"
"Oh, how very good you are?' said Helen,
her eyes swimming with grateful tears.
GooIw cried Mrs Dean" I'm just begin
ming to see what selfish, greedy creature
Pve been all my life. But you're welcome,
my dear, and your board shall not cost you
II cent"
She opened her parlOr, shook out the cur
tains and built fire in the airtight wood
stove.
Dean likes the parlor," said she, because
il has such nice south windows, and | don't
see why we should not enjoy it,"
She baked fresh batch of ginger bread
and sent to old Mrs Nudge; she took
ont a basket of hickory nuts for poor little
Harry Jones, who was trying to crack dried
up pignuts on the stone by the roadside; she
renewed her subscription to the church chart
ties.
II can't be very liberal" said she; "but I
am determined to do what can"
"That's right, my dear-hat's right !" said
her husband. 1--WE shall be prosperous,
never fear I'm awfully sorry about burning
to open vour heart like this, it's the best thing
that could have happened to u.s."
Mrs Dean was sweeping ont the kitchen;
| she looked around with smile as she moved
the wide eaved table which always stood
under the wall pocket, took down the pocket
itself, a rude structure of splits, lined with
| red camhlc and tied with cords, and tassels
If red wprstcd, to dust it out
YES" she said. II am afraid | was getting
to he little misery, and-Why, what is
| this ?"
Mr.. Dean stopped, picked up slip of
crumpled, dark green paper, which had fall.
en- out from the wall pocket as his wife
turned it upside down and tapped her finger
against it to remove all the possible dust.
Its the fifty dollar bill" said he with
mouth and eyes opening in unison. 1T must
| have slipped down from the folds ofthe news.
paper and lodged there"
"The Lord has sent 1t back to u.s." said
Mrs Dean, reverenily, land has sent lesson
wise and merciful. with it,"
yes" said Mr. Dean after moment OF
two of silence, there's n lesson in almost
everything He does if we did but know it."
And all the theologians in the world could
not have improved upon the faith of this sim
pie, unlettered farmer.
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