The Red Cloud chief., 1883-06-08

Ec-h: when II All spsrIf rs Too srurh
for a mortal h-in 6 comprehend an
the Lord knows I AMI nesa ksA l8nsA.
IT anything buf spirit ! sin't seser
had ny svi4nU~ LEI
nescr had . ~. ~ ~sss3k nslSss
II have, I'd i-~s Ike 10 ms aor-
You ~y. mebbr. ussy.~ As-n ae-
swerd ut the same 0uiy ~ sdafcsnk,
wsy firm I asked for. II you call 4
anyv.n~~sog fve osrfhfpg s1ssn
You AK fer aaothrr. Z dat An IA
ruther not h-Iirye thar ~a. GoJ than
to txir.e f3ed On hing Ike iksf.
' Thzf'sfss eoptr.n 10 ~ha; IL sad
about himself an the brad an the
stone II the Nex Testament
to think He'd cheat sayhSdy hke that
! than to think Re amt arvshsr. .ecbrt-
in t. ms mind No. As-P~s~ts~ssa.s
human t-.in' needs n Little human ey-
denc~ onr- in n while 80 k-ep up fkrif
faith. sns ! amt never had ans. I'll
jest ief YOU know how it's hen 3 lestfe.
Herr I am. an old wosIrzn. AZ me m
jackson lived here on this rock for
forty yesn An thars hen things
I've wanted diAeYcnf, hut I amt never
had em-fhings that I've Cisf 40
prayed 20 the Lard Gs-kx sh;sgs M
little thing--but | never goa n II
the Lord had give me orr VI fhs lIttie
things. j; seems To me that ] might have
got a f-~hny firss he wa herr.
"Forty ycars ago. when Jackson az
ne was pest msrrSed an ~ei mp h1es-
keepin' here. Thar vas an awful storm
one night. a n my father 4 n my brother
VA est Wonder IN ". -sssf on my
knees all night prsyin'. The next
mornin' their two danin' bodies was
washed ASHORE Nv brother had only
been married n few months-ihe SWEET
est. Iovinges; little thing she was I
prayed To hey her spared. She died.
an icf; her little baby
But YOU had him for your own. did
you nos2 interrupted Mr.. fendletan,
desperately. He has been 4 comfort
to YOU God has display ed HIS lsye and
mercy IN this case in spzring him Ia
YOU.
Mr.. Pendleton-aud the rheumatic
hand went up again-I amt eve
asked TO hey him spared 60 mr.; eff j
had IL would hsv been different. ! amt
got through Vet. Thar's Leen lots II
other things, big one. that I might J~st
A. wcll not speak Of. and little ones.
Lpk AT the bridse, I'll ventur' to say
. that you shsrok in ynsr shoes when sou
came over it, an wouldn't be- sorry this
/ minute II you was safe hack. Nhensy-
or jackson gu~-. oger 81 nv heart - still
an cold till he comes back. for fear he :
fell through I've prayed 20 the Lnrd
about that Then-you may think this
a litfle thin. but thar isJackson's gar
den. He set out a rose-bu.h in IL fifteen
wear ago. Well, il amt died. Thar
amt ever been = rose on n. though. An
il seems Ia me sometime, that II thar
/ should he pest one ruse "n that bush
thai I should believe that the Lord had
been thar. You wouldn't think Id been
: silly enough 10 pray about that I hev-
It's fifteen year. an thar ain never
been a ruse thar. No. Mr.. Pendletnn.
il amt no use. You mean we'll. but if
Laws with God. ef He anywhar, Ia show
Himself in q WAY To- me that ! can get
hold on"
~ the pretty. rosy-faced youny min
lister would 20 away. picking hi- way
cautiously over the unstable bridge,
after a somcw hat nonplu->ed prayer.
which Mr.. Reed. incapacitated from
knesling by her rheumatic knees, had
sai and listened Ia griinly.
The Bar Light hou-e WIS three miles
from Rye. A sandy. d-solaic road al
between. The only house in THE whole
distance W.. a little brown one just NJ
the other side Of the bridge. The Wea-
verS lived there. n mother and dauCh-
ter. They supported themselves by
sewing for a shop in Rye. jackson
Reeds nephew. William Barsfow. had
been engaged Ia marty the daughter
Abby her name was; but = month 400
h. had brought a wife home from the
city. He bad rented a pretty little tene-
mcnt over IN Rye. and gone to house
keeping. ABBY Weaver had tied up n
few little notes and keepSakes in a nea
parcel. and put them away out of sight.
Then she went On with her work. She
was a plain, trustworthy Docking girl.
with m show about her, A. different ~
possible from the n her recreant lover
had married. She WAS pretty, with sn
enhancing little air of style about every
thing she wore. ABBY had seen her 90
Nv a " III III u 1ibilN tANtl llLstl
and Killed petticoat. with the fair round
face with il fringe of fluffy blonde hair
smiling up ST her husband out Of \ he
witching little poke. Then she had
gone and looked ri herself in her poor
glass. taking IN the old black alpaca. IN.
plain common face with the duh hair
combed back from her forehead.
No wonder" said she. "an' I'm
glad its ~, for ! don't think the
Lord can blame him"
Sarah Reed had found n double trial
in the breaking of the engagement
: In the first place. she had liked Abby.
In the second place. this new matri-
monisl arrangement had taken the
darling Of her heart from under her inn
mediate supervision III he had married
Abby Weaver. he would hsve lived
either in the lighthouse. a. he had done
sll his life. or in her mothers cottage.
But nothing crud suit his pretty city
lady but TO live in Rye. The bare idea
of the lighthouse terrified her.
Sarah Reeds frame IF mind had not
improved since the marriage.
One afternoon. n few weeks after the
Young couple had set up housekeeping.
an unexpected deficiency IN some house
hold stores sent Jackson Reed to Rive.
where the nearest markets were. Ii was
the middle of the afternoon when he
went, and there was n storm coming.
Don't worry. Sarah his last words
were. an I'll be hack nv five 10 light
the lamp. 1t IL be pretty hear dark
enough for il then, l reckon, If il keeps
on this way. a il IS June"
She -; al her window with her knit
ting after ne had gone. and watched the
storm roll up. She had taken q fancy
lately too landward window. the one
with the poor little garden patch under
II. and the ruse-bush which never bios
somed. The bush really looked swsn-
derfuily thrifty. considering is nany
drawbaeks to growth. But il w n s
shelteredeoner. aud had allthe warmth
and Dfl&n-ss that canLd be had in the
baeak place. stwas shrsefer, high or
%. . hardy lhtfie Scotch rose. There
certamly seemed no reason IN nature
! why ID shonld not; blossom. but blossom