The Red Cloud chief., 1885-11-27

There were - least a dczeE children
employed in the factory, poor. neglect
ed little things, with pinchcd faces and
hungry eyes. They worked early and
late. and lived in a row Of tumble
down tenements on the outskirts Of the
village. Very early ON Wednesday
morning. long before the factory whis-
tie had sounded, Miss White might
have been seen trudging along the road
IN the direction Of those wretched
homes. Before she returned home, all
the factory children in the row had
been invited TO take dinner with her on
Thursday.
What a busy life she had. Preparing
dinner for a dozen remarkably hungry
youngsters was to her q formidable I'M
dcrtaking. But her heart was in it
and she worked as she never had
worked before. The cat looked on in
establishment; his hair fairly stood on
end most Of that day. Before the shades
OF night had fallen. the kitchen table
really grOaned with its unusual burden.
but it was a happy groan There was
the largest blue platter piled up. mount
an III III slc-t'h w llIIt-. t1tTs
were half adozen delicious pies. pump
kin. apple and mince; there were cram
berry tarts by the wholesale. and loavcs
OF bread enough to supply a whole
army; and in the foreground among
the other goodies, We're two monstrous
geesc-the flowers Of her hock-all
dressed and ready for the oven. Yes,
Mis-, White, in her zeal 20 do good, had
even gone : far a. to sacrifice a couple
Of her fca.hcry treasures.
She was too tired to 70 to church on
Thursday morning, bat there was more
Of Thanksgiving in her heart than there
had been al the years before when she
had never failed to be present at the
regular service.
Df course, the children all came at
the appointed time. And, oh. how
they did eat. The geese. the pies and
the dou%hnuts vanished in a jitfy.'
Miss White said. and ever one won
drred what a jifiy could be. but nobody
asked. so those who did not consult
Webster's unabridged have kept on
wondering to this day.
After the dinner had been disposed
Of. the merry dinrrs-out were invited
into the parlor. where Miss Nhitc re-
newed her youth, recalling the games
OF long ago, and joining in them heart
liz with the children. She even 80 far
fpr".t her dignity as - take the part
OF odd Nanny Iipsytoe," and act
uaily ran through the rooms. followed
10y her noisy guests. While they We're
IN TN" midst of .'PuSs in the Corncr."
in came the village pastor. who, hear
inc the hubbub. had rushed in to see
what was the matter, shouting as he
anne
4" Has the sun or the moon tumh!cd into tho
Or what is the mattcr?-pray tell unto me"
Bat he showed his approval of the
sport by joining in the merry games.
So they frolickcd and laughed until the
dinner wa, web di@c-,cd. and then they
were ready to do fHl! justice to the
fruit and nuts which appeared on the
Score.
When. before ni@ntfali. the children
bade their kind hostess .GoOd-byc.' it
was with the cheering assurance that
they had never before in all their lives
had such a perfectly splendid time.
The next day Miss White examined
her china critically, but failed to dis
cover 4 single nick. However. she did
have a game of ''spot on the carpet
all by herself. But she seemed to find
pleasure in that. for as she scrubbed
she sang. and the song told the story
of that sweet peace ard happiness
which is sire To follow each effort we
make to do good to those around us.
She seemed to hear echoed the words
She had read so often with indifference,
bat which now We're specially sig
niiicant: 'lnaSmuch Is We have done
it unto one of the least of these. We
have done it unto me.'-Chicago In
terror.