Barbour County index., 1884-02-01

that / can see. You must all come back.
with me tonight"
Tom Craven aud his wife exchanged
CLAN ;es. and Mt last Tom deferentially
ventured to speak:
You see. dear godmother, we've
need few things to make us presenta-
bic at your house"
"Ehl what? My house is my own.
Come as you are.
The worst must be said, then! but
please excuse such a state of matters,
but I've got no boots!''
Miss Greybrook gasped, and stared
from one to the other.
" Boots! my goison without 6ools?
Here, Clara-that's your name. be-
lieve--run out. child, and buy all you
need for everybody: and let US get out
OF this place: l can't breathe.
Away ran poor Clara, holding the
fat purse Miss Greybrook pushed
into her hand, and all uncon-
scious what she carried i'm il. It felt
so full, however, that she took a
cab and drove first TO boot shop where
she purchased for her husband. her
children and herself Then came a big
overcoat for Tom, and wraps for the
little ones-and she told the cabman to
drive home fast. She had paid for her
purchases with gold. and bank notes
cracked as she closed the purse.
Miss Greybrook carried out her in
tention, and hustled them all off to the
station. The children slept all the way
in the comfortable first-ciass carriage.
IL was eleven o'clock when they drove
up to the door of the old lady's house.
and she grimly counted five heads in
nightcaps thrust out into the night air
from her neighbor windows-amongs
them the Rector's with a flannel rolled
round as extra protection.
Inside the house all was done in the
right way as soon as the word was
given.
My godson, his wife and children
have come to live with me. Light
large fires in the two best rooms, and
get supper"
Three years had passed. Tom was
fourishing in large firm in a seaport
town where his godmother's money
had bought him partnership. 1t was
only n short daily railway journey to his
work. and he and his family were still
happy inmates OF Miss Grsybrook's
house. One day Clara ACCOMPANIED
her husband to this seaport town; and
before taking leave of him at his Office
door. and proceeding to make the pur-
G aSe which was her Osten>ible reason
for bringing her bonnie face and fresh
winter costume through the grimy
streets, she waited while he went in for
a book he wanted her to change.
While she was standing outside, great
crowds of poor, espectable-lookino
people came in and passed on to a large
room beyond She was told they were
emigrants. Just about to start for New
Zealand. She watched Their faces with
kindly interest as young and old passed
b.. and presently n woman who seemed
old to be thinking of such journey
dropped her purse Just in front of
Clara, who stopped to pick it up. In
returning IL she saw what made her
stop the woman and eagerly question
her. Yes, it was her fellow lodger in
the oil Westminster street, and with a
face of quiet happiness she told the
lady that young son who had gone to
New Zealand three years before had
sent her money TO Join him. 'He's
my only one. ma am, and was a trouble
to me once, but praise God he's doing
well nowr'
Then Clara in gentle tones wished
her well. and when her husband came
back to her she reminded him of the
events of that miserable night which
seemed so far-so very far off from the
prosperous to-day. and in a hushed and
reverent tone, she said:
"Thank God. Tom, we never had
that ESQ Rewardn Minnie Doug.
las. in Ar0oSy.