The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-12-05

kindly gave 1t to these still poorer Ones
for a second stepping and drinking.
Then she put two little cups OF very old
china on the little table, Il small loaf,
and a tiny bit of butter; then II
thought a moment, and then gong 10
the closet, took ont u couple OF dried
herring and warmed them at the tire.
How good they smell, don't they,
Flo?" said Maggie chcerily, bnt FIossle,
exhausted with cold and hunger, an
swered not. Was she asleep? Maggie
hardly knew, she looked so white, so
death like. 40 my love-" she grasped,
what can I do? o Lord, help, me,
help mel"
A knock at the door brought her
quickly to her feet. She trembled as
she walked across the floor and opened
1t. What was going to happen! Per
haps it was Mrs. Arden for the months
rent, or Mr.. Bins, the coal man, and
she without o dollar! Yes, it was Mrs.
Arden, indeed, anda man, but a strang-
er.
will you walk in?" TREMENDOUSLY.
II can't stop a minute, MISS" said
the landlady, "but this is our good
neighbor, Mr.. Sims, the baker, just
round the corner, He has a message
for YOU" and she went down the stairs.
Mr.. Sims stepped in. He looked at
the pale, trembling girl, at the little
table with the cracked cups and the two
behring's, vainly trying to get comfort
ably warmed up at the mite of a fire,
and then at the white face on the pill
low.
"Children," he said aloud, so loud
that the girl on the bed started and
opened her eyes in alarm, mother
wants you to come home, now, right
away! You see" he said more softly in
answer to Maggie's look of wonder, II
mean the old lady you have seen look
ing at Won from the window of the
brown ke-house on the corner. Her
little girls went home to heaven this
time last year, and [ suspect twas to
make room for YOU two, Will you
Gomez"
By this time Miss Brown, the teapot
lender, had heard the report and hur-
ried in to offer her help and advice, and
then Mrs. Arden had b~ethought her
that a good strong cup of coffee and a
bit of meat might be a good thing to
carry up, now that such good friend
had appeared, aud Mr.. Sims, seeing them
30 well cared for for tue present, had
himself opened all the draughts of the
stove, and emptied the contents of the
hod into it. Remarking that he would
go and get a carriage, for he guessed
"the little girl wouldn't feel much like
walking that night" he disappeared
from the scene only to reappear in a
few moments, and then he wrapped
F2ossie in a big blanket shawl he
picked up in the hall, and took her up
in his arms as easily as if she were, as
he said, nothing but a doughnut, /" and
carried her down stairs and into the
carriage, Maggie, having first put away
the little loaf and the two herrings, fol-
lowing after.
az declare, /" said Miss Brown, wiping
her eyes as she slowly returned with
her teapot for comfort and company, to
her W scarcely less dreary room,
"God don't forget, does He?"
Meanwhile Mrs. Sims, tired of wait
ing for her husbands return, had pick
cd up her daughters letter and read it
over.
We'll, she sighed, ut does seem as
if / might have just one to cheer me, !"
and then her eye caught the word per
haps" her husband was reading when
she called him to the window, and she
eagerly turned the sheet a CLEAN OF
hope in her heart that after all she
might be coming, perhaps, mother
dear, the dear Lord will come Himself
and spend the dag with vou. in the per-
son of one of His suffering ones If you
ask Him to-"
Just here a carriage stopped at the
door. and to her great surprise she saw
her husband get out, and in his arms
the youngest of the two young girls.
followed by the other.
Here, mother" said the CHEEKY
voice, as the light burden was laid up
on the soft, wide lounge, 1--WE brought
you what you wanted, something tolove
and care for, and plenty need there viii
&c fer it, too, I'm thinking, for this little
one, at any rate, and / guess a little Of
it won't come amiss to her sister either,
Judging bv what / see and heard at the
house"
The story Of the two girls was like
many others, left orphans and pen.
niless, by parents whose only fault lay II
SO carefully sheltering them from every
cold blast, that when they found them.
selves homeless and alone. the storm
swept over them ~unprepared to resist
its fury.
The elder girl had learned 10 max,
flowers as a pastime, and this she brave
ly turned to good account, and for
time made good wages and a decent liv
ing for herself and young sister, whom
she kept at school. But the great fir
In Bosfon swapt away the factory AM