Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1884-05-08

say? 1t was Just little foolish quar-
rel, anyway, and he went away angry,
and-and- her voice began to tremble,
then she said, with little inpatient
cough that was almost sob, it was
almost two years ago, and I have never
seen him since! But / know, and she
looked right at me, and spoke quite
earnestly, i feel so sure, some way, that
he is coming back to me soon. And
now I'll tell you the dream.
Then she came and sat down right by
me, my dear, and | took one of her
hands in mine.
4 dreamed, she said, that the dear
boy | loved was sitting in some room.
which seemed to be my home, and it
was Sunday 1t is all very hazy aud
indefinite, and had not spoken to him.
but | went to his side and handed him a
paper, or an envelope, or something like
that, and he did not look up, but put
out his hand and took mine and drew
me nearer to him. | stood there just an
instant, and some one said to him
Ralph, are you going to church this
evening" and without replying, he
looked up into my eyes and asked, Are
your | shook my head and he answered
the question quietly, No, / think not,
and held my hand more closely. And
some way | knew we were at peace, and
a great happiness came into my heart,
and right then / awoke and found the
tears running down my cheeks, and l
turned my face against the pillow and
prayed little prayer, and asked God to
let the dream come true, and send him
back to me, that we might help each
other to be better and happier all the
rest OF our lives, and ever since then
I've had a new little hope. And that is
all. Is it very, very foolish?
She looked at me SO wistfully, WHY.
my dear, said 1, and then why my dear,
| said right over again, and then | just
rose right up and went away, for my
throat was getting all choked, and I
knew | was goink to act like silly old
woman and cry
1T was the simple, tender way in
which she told it, don't you see? And
the childlike faith! was so long since
! had seen that kind of faith You,
know, my dear, I've been about great
deal, and have seen something of this
hard world, and there isn't much of that
kind of faith to be found in grown up
people. You find it in little ones who
kneel to say the Now | lay me, to be
sure, but / had almost forgotten all
about it.
swell, the days passed by, and the
hopefulncss still shone out of her eyes,
and sometimes / heard her singing.
One day-, about the 4th of February,
| think, when / went in for little chat,
she was painting VALENTINES. Such
pretty and original little things. | must
tell you about them.
Several weeks before little Miss l..
had asked me for all the wishbones of
the chickens we ate, and as we invaria-
bly, have chicken soup at our Sunday
dinner had taken her quite number
OF them. Well, my dear, she was using
them in this way: On heavy, square
white card she put one of the wishboncs
which she had gilded. Tied it on, you
know, with very narrow bright ribbon,
and in the lower left-hand corner of the
card were some flowers painted forget
me-nots on one | remember. Then in
the right-hand upper corner was some
appropriate little rhyme in gilt letters.
The finishing touches were just being
put to the fifth one as | went into the
room, and Little Miss L. held it up for
me to see. 1T is the prettiest one
have made she said That lavender
pansy coming out of the gilded corner
is for tender thoughts
THE rhyme of this was.