Kimball enterprise. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1883, 1883-08-10

But so glad, that I says, Burn now!
got my little moder safe to my heart!"
Then | fears she gets cold, and ca Is
and calls for some good neighbor come,
and take her in his house. But Carlson
Petersen and his wife gone of, and
enken (widow) Marie Wieberger sick in
bed.
But soon | sees, on my river, Knud
Knuaesen, coming like he been cot
wings on his feet, and soon comes more
good neighbors, but too late time to save
blanket, bed, or anythings-beds all
made OF our own goeses, too!
'All kind friends been poor, like u.s.
selves, and got small house and much
children. So Kuud say, 4 carry dear
meder home in arms to me, and takes
womans to cares for"
'He carries her, and | walks on hind,
so glad, so glad! We been poor fore,
but got no things now, but only dear
moder aud selves. Soon Knud's farm
er and my farmer comes with wifes and
brings us much things, and we all so
glad,
"one day, Knud say to me, Il been
with these big hands for work'-he have
such great hands! Then comes back
and makes you and our dear moder rich
not break his dead moder's word for
such a poor price as riches only"
Then | says. Nobody been promise
ne to my farmer. will go to 'Merica
and get rich. Enken Wieberger will
take care of dear little moder till |
comes back"
"But Knud say. "No womans can take
my dear moder from mel will cares
for her While you been gone; and when
we gets more we will come to you and
all be rich in 'Merica. ] been got my
passage-money save in big box. Take
that and 20, Make home for us, Brista
the Glad!'
And my moder says. GO, too, and
we all he glad for such hopes"
And how much money have you
earned?" asked the lady.
mot some at all, maam. l have been
very sick on sea. Water comes into my
little bed, and can't lift handsand toots
when ship comes in. They puts me in
carriage, and takes me to hospital. Doc
tor-poor gentleman-talk not Swedish,
so sends for SweGe minister; and he
be my good friend and comes from my
home.
"When ] better, he takes me home,
and his wife makes me dress and apron
he1 elbow to show its course. "While /
sings, l turns round my rivers elbow;
and ah, l sees fire and smoke!
81 throws way baskets and all things,
and flies like my skates been wings.
my little house blaze! ! runs in and
wraps little moder in blankets, and
brings her out in arms. l can bring no
thing more out. | sits down in snow
with her in arms, and sees dear little
house my fader build with his own
hands all burn up. Blanket and bed
and all my moder weaves, burn too
| and hat. Now come to you, | will
work much and send home my money
for knud to keep.in bis big box. Where
| the farmers two years been out, you
will see him coming here with my little
| moder in his strong arms. You not
| surprise now that / been always so
| gIad?'
| In two years and half, the kind mis-
| tress, who had learned many d lesson
! from Britta, saw gentle, patient old
| woman seated in the tidy home which
| her child had prepared for her, and
! heard from knud in perfect torrent
| of words-not one of which she could
understand till the laughing girl trans
! lated it to her-how he had sold the
small house for one hundred dollars,
which money he had now in gold, in his
| belt, and how Britta had secured him
work as a porter before he landed. And
holding up his great hands for her ad-
miration, he asked
How can but grow rich with these?"
And Brtta, laughing, said, "We Ill so
gladw-Nirs. J. d. Chaplin in Youths
! Companion.