Morning journal and courier., 1885-11-26

Reed, by his direction, vigorously rubbed his h'nbs with flannel to keep the body warm and assist circulation. But it was a long time, notwithstanding their efforts, before there was the least appearance of life in the boy.
 in the meantime where was the boys mothere She was not present and her friends in their anxiety to save her boy had forgot ten her. Other neighbors, coming to the house on learning the calamity, found her ly- ing in dead faint at the foot of the door steps and carried her into the same room with her unconscious child and placed her on lounge, and sought to restore her to consciousness, while the others kept up their efforts for the restoration of the boy. Little Lizzie knelt on rug by her mother and cried passionately, exclaiming every other instant between her sobs, ''Don't die, mamma! Don't die, Arthur!'' The neigh bors said that they never beheld so pitiful a scene before. All the women wept and tears fell from Reeds eyes, calm, self-possessed man as he was. As yet there were signs of life ill Arthur and Reed had nearly given him up, but he did not say so.
 Jacob Salter looked back and forth from his unconscious wife to his unconscious, perhaps dead son, in agony, but no tears fell from his eyes. That merciful relief was de- nied him. Through it all Reeds words, 'T should think that you would fear that the
 
 upon you for indulging in such spirit, D kept ringing in his ears. Had he done it? tJoo +hA dire calamity come-come before 4i.a .haaS z.c--a. "a cold, and by means of his own inexeusabls ea. ..a'essness? How that thought intensified the agony. he gaanceu ;ee ct Reed and caught hopeless oooioa o. on his countenance. Then all hope l-.> him and he threw himself on his knees by his son and cried: 70 God, let him live: ifu11v ha into ba hraaf nf life and I will humhly thank thee all my days and try to serve thee faithfully. Twill never, never again say that 1 have moth ing to be thankful for!'"
 Reed became very anxious. He pressed and relaxed the pressure on the child's breast and the upper part of his abdomen little more rapidly and energetically than he had done; then he bowed over him and blew into his mouth as long as his breath held out As he raised his head he saw faint spasfn pass over his face, so faint that no one could perceive it who was not bow ing over him and looking intently at him He repeated the operation and when ne raised bis head again more marked spasm came over his face, and his lips parted slightly aud Reed heard the faintest gasp. Mrs. Reed said that she felt his pulse flicker. It was very faint, but she knew that she felt it. Soon it was evident to them all that he breathed, and half
 
 boy was saved.
 Probably there was not more thankful Thanksgiving in the land than there was in Jacob Salter's house the next day, nor a more penitent and humble man. What a change had come over that house! Only the morning before it was full of gloom, anxi -ty and discontent. Now the rooms were bright and cheerful, brimful of happiness.
 Ii Salter had done nothing more on Thanksgiving day than speak the tender, loving words that he did speak to his wife and children they would have been very happy. But he did do something more, in spite of what he said to Reed only the even ing before. There were many iuxuries on his table that day that they did not have every day.
 As soon as breakfast was over he led his wife to an easy chair in the parlor, then ten derly embracing Arthur and placing him in another by her side, he insisted that she and her children should remain there and rest and enjoy themselves together until he called them to dinner. She certainly should not put her hands to any kind of work that day.
 Salser had persuaded Sarah Reed, his neighbor Reeds sister, who had remained with u em over night, to stay through the day and help him get up a Thanksgiving dinner, promising to do anything in his power to assist her. Sarah was an efficient woman. He could not have done better. He never did so much homework in any one daz Sf dasf hls life 5sfars Hs tenasd ths Ess ie brought potatoes and turnips from the cellar and pared them and did various other things He realized as he never did before how many steps his wife had to take in do ing her work. and he thought how patiently and uncomplainingly she had done 1t. Many and many time that day Jacob silently ejaculated: 70 God forgive me for adding to her burdens by my constant fault finding and ingratitude."
 When Sarah told him that there was noth- ing more for him to do he changed his clothes, and without telling anyone where he was going he went out and invited three of Arthrr's playmates to come and take Thanks giving dinner with their companion that they had come so near losing. He wanted to give Arthur pleasant surprise. Then he went to Dr. Clarle's office to ask him if it would be prudent for Arthur. after what he had been through, to eat as much as usual and such kinds of food the others would eat Nothing should harm his dear boy that day if he could help it.
 We leave it to the reader to imagine what time of gladness and joy it was in Jacob Salter's house that Thanksgiving day. It was indeed day of giving thanks.
 Mary Salter is no longer pale, sorrowful- looking woman. The brightness has come back to her eyes, the roses to her cheeks, and she looks much younger than she did one year ago; and Arthur, the restored boy, and his little sister wear happy faces now; and the change in them all has been brought about by the radical change in Jacob. He has been true to the VOW that he made on sorrowful night. He has fought bravely and sue ,essfully against his besetting sin, ever lasting grumbling, of the most deadly foes of domestic happiness.