The Hazlehurst signal. (Hazlehurst, Miss.) 1883-1885, 1884-01-31
that can see. You must all como back

that l can see. You must all como back
with the tonight"
Tom Craven aud his wife exchanged
glances. and Mt last Tom deferentially
ventured to speak:
"You see. dear godmothcr. wo-we
need few things to make us prcscnta.
bic mt your house."
"E6, what' My house Is my own.
Como rs You are"
The worst must be said. then! Blu,
please excuse such q state OF matters,
but I've got no boots"
Miss Greybrook gasped, and stared
from one to tho other.
"Boots, my goison without boots!
Here, Clara-that's your name be-
licvc--run out. child. and buy all you
need for everybody; and let us get ou,
Of this place: can't breathe. '
Away ran poor Clara, holding tn,
fat purse Miss GycybrooS pushed
into her hand, and all uncon
sclous what she carried in II. Ii felt
SO full. however. that she took q
cab and drove first to q boot shop where
she purchased for hor husband, hcr
children and herself. Then came big
overcoat for Tom. and wraps for the
little onc,-and she told the cabman t.
drive home fast. She had paid for hcl
purchases with gold. and hank notes
cracked as she closed the purse.
Miss Grcybrook carried out hor in
tcntion. anl hustled them all of TO the
station. Tho children slept all the wa,
in the comfortable iirst-class carriage
Ii was eleven o'clock when they drov,
up to the door of the old lady's house
and she grimly counted five heads il
nightcaps thrust out into the night ali
from her neighbor wndows-amoncs
them the Rcctors with flannel rollet
round rs extra profession.
Inside tho house all was done In tho
right way rs soon rs the word wa
given.
"My godson. bis wife and children
have come To live with me. Ligh
large fires in the two best rooms, and
set supper"
Three years had passed. Tom was
! flourishing in large firm in seaport
town where Ills godmothers money
hal bought him u partnership. IL was
only n short daily railway journey 10 his
work. and he and his family were still
happy inmates OF Miss Gr,ybrook's
house. One day Clara accompanies,
her husband To this seaport town; and
before taking leave of him mt his Office
door. and proceeding to make the pur'
chase which was her ostensiblo reason
for bringing her bonnie face and fresh
winter costume through the grimy
streets, she waited while he wsnt in ioi
a book he wanted her To change.
While she was standing outside. grcai
crowds Of poor, rcspcctablc.iookin a
people came in and passed on To n SNg,
! room beyond She was told they were
cmigrants. Just about to start for New
Zealand. She watched Their faces Will
kindly interest rs young aud old passc,
by. and presently u woman who seemed
OIL to he thinking OF such journc,
dropped her purse just in front al
Clara, who stopped TO pick II up. Ii
returning II she saw what made hcl
stop the woman and eagerly question
her. Yes. il was her fellow ledger III
the old Westminster street, and with 9
face of quiet happiness she told Tho
LAZY that young son who had gone I,
New Zealand three years before hat
sent her money TO Join him. ''lie'
my only one, ma'am. and was trouble
to me once, but praise God he's doing
well now"
Then Clara in gentle tones wished
her well. and when her husband cam,
back b her she reminded him of III,
events of that miserable night which
seemed so far-so very far or from the
prospcrou. to-day. and in hushcd ant
reycrcnt tone. she said:
THANK God. Tom, we never hat
that ESQ Reward ~. Minnie Doug
las. tn ArgOsy.