The Press., 1884-08-07

twist to make it look like one she had seen at Greefeld. When grandmother had a troublesome cough Kit told of a recipe of flax seed and loaf sugar and lemon that had performed wonderful cure upon woman who sat near her during the inter- mission at that fellowship meeting. When Mrs. Peterson next made cranberry pies Kitty showed her how to make them with one crust and with the tart-like top frosted like the one of which a delicious piece came to her share at that fellowship meet ing dinner. And when the donation party at the ministers came off Kitty walked de- murely around the table when it was set, after fashion, and tastefully arranged the knife, fork and napkin at each plate in q in 8 cute little device that everybody pres ent admired. But no one could really &C., count for it until Aunr Jerusha, with wise nod of her head towards Kitty, ejacu- lated, ''Huh Fellowship meetin' P a Aunt Jerusha made the same remark when on Sunday mornings she coaxed and managed in various little ways so that the entire Peterson family got out to church, and to Sunday school also. ts.t Yes" acknowledged Kitty, ssI did get some new thoughts there There was discussion ill the afternoon about Sunday schools, and Mr. Burchard said, 'The chil-
 
 us sing 'The light of the world is Jesus. and then he said again Jesus was the light of the world and the children the hope of | the world. He said it was not simply the | children ill cities, in the large towns and l villages, but those children scattered about 1 the country by-ways. P He said Jesus was seeking to save the poor boys just as much as the rich boys, the black girls as much as the white girls. And then he laughed Q little and that hinted at home missions, but he would not pursue the subject
 You have been pursuing the subject" however, borrowing home mission maga- zines to read, said Aunt Jerusha, laugh ing, heartily 'Inever saw such child. You catch at ideas as drowning persons catch at straws.' t'
 'All wide awake, healthy children do," said Mr. Peterson. "Their minds are alert The more good things within their grasp we eau give them to think about, 1 One rainy day late in the following spring, when the arbutus was in bloom and the apple trees were laden with burst ing, pinky buds, mud-splashed carriage halted in front of the lonely farm house on the cross road
 'Oh, my!" cried Aunt Jerusha 'who can have come here to- day, and only baked beans for dinner, and the mince pies just gone p ra'y
 "Oh, oh, ," shouted Kitty, with onequick glance from the window and flying out with the rain shining on her golden hair. l "lt is MT. Burchard, papa," she said, as the carriage drew up beside the porch where Farmer Peterson was standing. "You remember I told you I invited him to call when I met him at that fellowship meeting in Greenfield" A-..t -,
 'And you preached a 'sermonet,'" said MT. Peterson, with tears in his eyes, as he took the minister's hand in cordial well come. "And this little girl of ours has been preaching it over and over in her daily life ever since, and her little acts of helpfulness and self-denial have shown her mother and me as nothing has ever done before the beauty and sweetness and se- curity of Christ like living"
 ''Thank the Lord p said MT. Burchard, heartily.
 My story would be too long were to tell how that whole family, Aunt Jerusha included, were brought to thank the Lord indeed during those sweet spring days. But 1t all came about through grandpa and grandma Peterson driving ten miles to fellowship meeting on frosty winters day, and taking their little grand. daughter Kitty with them. -Religious Herald.