The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1884-02-01

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he so disposed"
81 hardly think Lybrand would accept it
as a gift, but l wish he had it: how long will
the offer remain open?'
"Until the first of the year, believe, when
they would reopen the business; as you say,
l wish he could get the money He is noble
fellow. and it would save him financially"
Then turning to his wife, ''Well, Mrs. Well
ing, have you brought Mrs. Depuy over
to your way of thinking and settled all to
your mutual satisfaction? l think we must
be going. We have dined but MIR. Depuy
has not, remember. 1 think we can complete
our arrangements at some future time; we
need a little more time that all may be elegant
and complete. Hope you will return this i'm
promtu visit" and they were gone.
CHOW to dinner, my dear; we can talk
while we eat"
cob Lawrence isn't it sad about the Ly
brands? How would like to help them"
but, Bessie, you must not in your wide
sympathies, take in all humanity. Isn't 1t
enough that you are the best of comforters,
really an inspiration litter at home Then
what is a very great consideration, our coffee
is strong, the bread light and sweet, meats
Juicy desserts delicious, and then your spend
ing SO many hours that you should take for
recreation in writing You can be charitable,
but do not deny yourself every comfort; you
know there will be tried and suffering ones SO
long as humanity continues to exist" and
Lawrence Depuy leaned back in his chair and
almost imagined himself back in the court
room pleading SO earnest did he become.
Lawrence, Lawrence! your lips do your
generous heart great injustice. In how many
ways have you encouraged that sympathy with
suffering humanity. There is that affair of the
little embroideress, which will certainly prove
a success and lift the family from want to
wealth, and I verify believe you have
scheme in your dear old head now to help the
Lybrands."
"Stop, stop not SO fast" said Lawrence
Depuy laughingly. You fatter; then when
am quite elated you comment on my person
al appearance utterly regardless of my feel
ings. All, fckleness, thy name is woman.
But seriously, then, if you please, does not
your womanly intuition, womans wit, some
might call it, suggest a means %
Eyes, 1 have it complete and tomorrow L
shall commence operations
HOW THE PLANE WERE DEVELOPED.
s. Calamities come not as a curse, nor prosperity
for other than trial.
Struggle. thou art better for the strife and the
very energy shall hearten thee
A month had passed. Instead of November
and rain it is December and snow. The lights
shone brightly from pretty little cottage on
the outskirts of Circleville; within is warmth,
light and what an upholsterer cannot always
furnish, general air of comfort. In all the
palmy days of wealth and social standing Ada
| Lybrand was no more queen than now In
these days of darkness and lowly position.
1t is so easy when Dame Fortune smiles to
go about with firm tread, CHEEKY word, or
light laugh to those you meet. When our
| home nook is safe from sorrow aud poverty,
with loved ones around us, it is SO easy not to
be discouraged Yes, this world is truly beau
tiful, full of sunshine; but ah, it has shad-
ows, and how many walk therein buckling on
their armor and spending their hearts most
precious blood in the daily strife. Can we
wonder when heads droop and hands fail?
Is it not truly royal when with Gods help they
show themselves superior to all obstacles and
walk in these untried pathways, dark and
thorny though they be, with firm tread,
coming out from the furnace without so much
as g the smell of fire upon their garments?"
Sitting in low, easy chair communing
with herself, '' He doeth all things well.
Yes, even in this great sorrow, 1 should be
grateful. A clear conscience, husband brave
and true, no liabilities unmet, little home
nook. Dear old auntie, did you see cloud
in my heaven of blue? but your spiritual
teachings were greater gifts to me than even
the gift of this little nest Rest Haven you
called it, and haven of rest it proved. But
these weeks of care and anxiety and of toll
have weakened my energies as these chilling
shadows thicken about me. Will | falter !?
All no; it's distrust. Will not his grace be
sufficient? Although can almost touch the
damp and dark of these shadows, though
may not be able to sway them aside and see
the checkered scenes beyond, must and will
have faith in their restful ending, the reward
of the faithful
How the wind shrieks, what night for
AS she raised the sash in hoated the fakes of
snow like winged doves settling quietly as
harbingers of peace. AS she closed the blinds
and lowered the sash stamping of feet and
opening and shutting of doors, and her hus-
band enters the room. She scans his face
eagerly. He had gone forth among those
who in other times had profered many offers
of friendship, and likewise they had been re-
cipients of many benefits. Had they remem-
bered it, or had they failed him in this hour
of test? She does not ask, but waits patiently,
meanwhile offering assistance in removing
coat and wraps.
Drawing the easy chair nearer the fire her
husband seats himself with sigh of relief
All, it all looked ominous He then drew
letter from his pocket.
81 called at the post Office on my return.
/ wonder who it's from. The handwriting is
not familiar"
'Break it open and see," said his wife,
Perhaps some one has not heard of my
misfortune, and wishes help" He tore open
| the envelope drew forth and opened the