The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1883-02-17
NUMBER 10.

| thing into the post-ofnce? SHE de-
manded of Mary Jane sullivan.
why. You just put 'em in. You go
in the door, and there's an open place
where you drop EN- right down. ex-
claimed Mary Jane, lucdly.
How good Rue was for days after
that. How she washed dishes in the
Kitchen, under the care of Miss Doro-
thy. and made beds in the dormitories,
uE6 Or the supervision OF Ma. Mehita.
BILE, and so. at last, earned the privilege
of being the one sent to town on some
tritlling errand for the matron.
Thus it happened that one bright
morning the clerks in the post-otfice
were surprised by little packet tossed
in upon tho floor, and glimpse of a
blue check apron vanishing hurricdly
through the door. Unstamped and
with its odd address, il created ripple
OF amusement.
"'For the greatest heather. That
must be you, Captain" declared one;
and the postmaster, laughingly, took
charge of 1t, and then forgot it until.
AT home that evening, he found it in
his pocket.
"What Is itP asked his wife, pres
emily. ms she saw him silent and alb
sorbed; and, looking over his shoulder.
she read the little letter with him.
Original in spelling and peculiar In
chirography IL certainly was, but they
slowly deciphered it.
~ haven't any money to give, cause I'm
one OF the little girls at tho Home. Some of
them have relations TO send them things some
times; but haven't, lhaye two Bibles; but
i wouldn't give this 10 any one but the
heather, cause my own mamma gave Il TO
me. Its nice to have mamma to cuddle you
up and 10 eyon lust by your own self, aud
put In row ali the time. II makes lump all
swell up IN my throat when tn nix about Z,
see. wish God did have homes enough, 80
Ho could We every little boy and girl real
ono, and we needn't be all crowded up In one
big place, that's lust called so. Sometimes.
whom ace nl the houses, It most seems as II
there must be enough to 70 round; but
spose there Isn't. guess II II be the real kind
there; d that's why send you this bible, SO
you can lenrn about t. You must read It and
be rood Oh dear! It's dread uly hard = Is
gooN when you haven't any mamma. ! hope
you've got one, If she Is n heather, for I'm
bye. RUE LINDSEY"
Poor little thingr' exclaimed the
lady. half laughing, but with n sudden
moisture in her brown eyes.
Captain Grey looked around the beau
tiful room.
Pm inclined to believe that letter
was properly directed and has reached
Its rightful destination" he said.
thongE.fully. Think OF it, Mary--all
these cosy, pretty rooms, and no one TO
occupy them but you and mo. while
there are so many such little homes ok
souls in the world! You have spoken
of it before; but | was too selfshly CON
tented to care about it. II Pm not the
greatest hcathcn.' have certainly been
far enough from the sort of Christianity
this book requ res y
"Wellp" questioned Mrs. Grey, with
shining eyes, waiting for the conclusion
of the matter.
shall l 60 to morrow and bring this
little midget home with me---for a visit.
say-and see what will come of it,"
1t did not occur to little Rue that the
stranger she met in the hall the next
day, and who had long interview with
the matron. could be OF any possible in.
terest to her small self, until she was
summoned downstairs. to see h M.
Would you like to go home with
this gentleman, for visit OF n week or
two, Rue? He has come to ask YOU"
said the matron.
"Me9' questioned Rue, oblivious of
grammar lessons AMI with dozen ex-
clamation points in her voice. There
was no danger of her declining. The
prospect Of n Wis anywhere was de-
lightful and the possibility of such a
thing almost as won erful as a fairy
tale. So 1t was very bright little face
that Captain Grey found bes de him in
the carriage, and Rue looked up at him
shyly, thro 'gh her rings OF sunny hair,
t, ask. as the only imaginable solution
OF the happy problem; Are you one of
my relationsp'
Yes; but didn't remember it until
last night" he answered. gravely.
The weeks that followed were br mful
of joy to Rue. and she won her wav
straight into the home and hearts that
had opene to receive her.
And SO you think l may tell the
matron that you do not care to go back,
but are willing to stay herePo ques-
toned the Captain, when the allotted
time had expired.
II guess. replied Rue, looking down
at her da nty, rutf'ed attire and suddenly
flinging her arms around Mrs. Grey's
neck. that you didn't ever live there,
and eat soup, and wear check aprons.
and have nobody like this to love, 'relse
: ou' d know"
But she has not learned yet that it
was her own missionary effort that
brought so great reward. kate W.
Hamilton. IN ~ Y Independent