Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1884-12-05
send it over the FIRST thing in the morn.

send it over the FIRST thing in the morn.
ing" s
"If you Please" was Mrs. Allison't
reply, in strangely softened voice.
And good Mrs. Foster, having endeav-
ored to give medicine to soul and body,
babe her friend blythe good evening
and departed. =. j..
II wonder if spoke too plain, she
said, as an hour two later she talked oy-
er the afternoons visit with father"
"Not bit, not bit," said Mr.. Fost-
er, heartily. Folks can generally
take your plain talk better'n most PEG.
pies soft talk; and Catherine Allison
ought to hear plain talking once in
awhile. She's PLAN enough herself,
TIL be bound"
Whether Mrs. Foster was too plain
or not Mrs. Allison could not forget
her words; and when tho old lady was
finally helped to her room. and to bed:
she could not sleep, but began to think
over her old friends suggestion, that
she make somebody else thankful.
And Catherine Allison was Christian,
albeit she confessed herself an unthank-
full one. She was Bible reader, and
Bible words intermingled with Mrs.
Fosters BLESSED is he that consideretb
the poor; the Lord will deliver him in
time of trouble. The Lord will
strengthen him upon the bed of lang
uishing: Thou will make all his bed
in sickness"
II have not sufficiently considered
the poor, therefore perhaps the Lord
has withheld His strength from me.
Make some one else than kful Whore
shall I begin?"
To be sure, there was her poor
neighbor, Mrs. Vaughn, wasting away
with an incurable disease, and her
poverty did not admit of procuring
delicacies which might tempt the ftful
appetite. Mrs. Allison bethought her
of the many jelly glasses and the canned
fruit in her closets, and mentally set
apart portion for the invalid. There,
too, was the Wheeler family, who had
lost their home by fire, and who were
now receiving the half-welcome shelter
Of brothers overcrowded house. The
tenant house on her own upper place
was empty; why should she not offer it
rent free to honest John Wheeler fo1
the winter?
"And Walter--my poor Walter!" and
now tears, not entirely for herself, came
into Mrs. Allison's sleepless eyes. II
any one ever crept into the tenderest
corner Of Catherine Allison's heart it
was her young brother Writer. She
had married cousin, and had not
changed her maiden name; indeed, she
delighted to say she had Railways been al
Allison" Walter, many years younger
than herself had been left to her care by
their dying mother, and Catherine had
given the boy all a mothers care, if she
could not give motherly tenderness.
He never knew how dear he was to his
fault-fnding sister, and when come to
mans estate he could no longer endure
the incessant contradiction and fault
finding Of her home, so he sought an
other home and employment in the
city. Then he added to his offense by
taking to himself a wife without con-
filling in the least in his sister. For a
while he and his young wife endeavored
to keep up the family intercourse by
letters, but Mrs. Allison grew cooler
and cooler, and at last all communica-
ton ceased between them. But no one
knew how Mrs. Allison's heart yearned
after Walter, and tonight it ached for
cher boy"
She had heard some way that he was
in straitened circumstances, that sick
ness had entered his home. Was it the
oldest or youngest child that had died =?
Some one had said Walter himself had
been sick-what he might have expected
going to live in city-and his wife had
been doing sewing for people. It was
a good thing she knew how, b11tr-but--
she was an Allison. They must
be helped some way. And the next
morning Mrs. Allison found way, as
the reader has already been told. And
by the time Thanksgiving came it was
surprising how many ways she found in
which to make others thankful.
When Thanksgiving came bright and
clear she was amazed to see her sitting
room door open, and in came Walter
and Bessie and Ethel, and Walters
arms were about her, and Bessle's kis-
SEES on her cheek.
ave thought we must come to tell
you how you had helped us, how thank
full you have made u.s." said Bessie.
"And oh. it was so kind Of you, dear
sister Catherine"
Before they had fairly got their wrap
pings off Mrs Foster came in, her face
beaming with Joy.
"And oh, Catherine" She said, after
warmley greeting Walter and his wife.
II wish you could see how comfortable
the Wheelers are in the house you let
them have, and Mrs. Vaughn says that
last jelly helped her to sit up nearly all
day."
"I'm sure am thankful 1 could help
them both," said Mrs. Allison, but her
lips trembled.
Then Mrs. Foster laughed such a
clear, ringing laugh that little Ethel had
to join in too.
$50 you are going to have thanks
giving, litter all? 1 told you, you re-
member, it would pay you to make some
one else thankful" -> -.
eyes, you did, Eunice, and I'm thank.
full to you, too"
"And, "said Bessie Allison, softly, 1--WE
will all thank God for this dear Thanks
| giving day" - -.s@, go
j.. An article in late issue of Cham
bers' journal Edinburgh on Euro
pean Emigration to America and it's eff
feet, speaks also of the vast amount Of
British capital that has gone into ranch
and other land companies, and then re-
marks that the effect of this tremen-
dous diversion Of capital is arousing in
the Americans themselves a species OF
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