The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1885-06-18

ing to the chosen pattern on to the long
piece of black cashmere. She turned
them around and upside down, all sorts
of ways, to ave the cloth. She was
well used to such planning. She had
worked at dress-making for nearly
twenty years. She had had a great
many small patterns of goods to deal
with, and many customers, who knew
she would make their small patterns 40
farther then they could themselves. A
new dress was quite an event in Jane
Cary's life. She was just calculating
in her W mind how long it was since
shs had had one, when her mother
said:
Come to think of it, Jane, you haint
bad a new dress for ver six years. You
turned your black alpaca and made it
over three times. It looks real good
and will do to wear to save this one for
a long spell, yet. And that brown me
rino you had dyed two years ago-that
looks Almost like new, I declare its
wonderful how nice they dye things
nowadays. We used to have Off own
dye-pots and color u dresses our
selves when l was q girl, but we didn't
get EN- to look as nice as the dyers do
now"
While the mother was talking, the
dress-maker's scissors We're busy cut
ting out the different portions of the
new garment. Jane Cary was going to
have an outing, and an outing in Jane
Cary's life was as great an event as a
new dress. The money to pay the
travelling expenses wa hidden away in
their great=grandmother's blue sugar
bowl on the top shelf of the china closet.
l Thu oarhA orz1v,rf haA hnnr AarnASifnd
there for the same purpose a number of
times before, but as Jane told her
mother, 1.-THE unexpected exigencies of
the times had occasioned a rush upon
the Blue Bank and the deposits had to
be drawn out" But now the financial
outlook seemed to be a favorable one.
II won't make Jacobs folks ashamed
of me-" she thought. as she pinned the
pieces together. eff I can't go to see
folks and make a good appearance, I'll
stay at home. When you visit your re-
lations you want them to feel like show
ing YOU off" The little dress-maker
laid down her scissors. as she thought
how proudly Jacob and his wife would
say: ''This is my sister, Miss Gary, from
the East!m .
By Saturday night the dress was fin
ished and the new trunk was packed,
for Jane Cary was going to start on the
early train Monday morning. There
was no settled minister at that time in
the New England village, but the serv-
ices were held regularly every Sunday
in the church.
When Jane Cary heard the bells
ringing that particular Sunday morn
! ing, 1t seemed to her as if they had
nnuop cor1ndad nnnrn curooflu Cka
entered the church, Just as the choir
arose to sing the morning anthem. She
was dressed in her new suit, and all eyes
were turned toward her as she walked
. down the aisle. Everybody knew that
Jane Cary was going West the next
morning to visit her brother Jacob. She
, was a great fayorite in the village and
her friends were so glad that she was
going to nave an outing.
Deacon Brown read a sermon in q
slow, drawing tone. and Jane Cary
wondered why he should have selected
: such a dull, prosy one. She could moi
r get sufficiently interested in it to keer
her mind off from the prospective
journey. She kept wondering whether
she would get into the night train wher
she changed cars at Grand City, anG
whether her trunk would have to be re
: checked. And then she remembered
e that she had neglected putting an extr,
pocket inside her dress to carry he
I money in. Wildly before her mind
eye came the placaid she had seen il
the picture of the large depot, and tn
words printed in capital letters: "BE
WARE OF PICKPoCKETs."
When the service was ended, Jan
Coru folt aonSoiopnn cpniffon To thin
that she lad allowed so many things t
distract her mind in the house of tn
# Lord. She began to imagine the possi
In the evening when she sat with he
mother, hearing the messages that wer
to be given to Jacobs folks, there wa
a knock at the door. 1t was the DO
from the telegraph office. He handle
Jane Cary a dispatch, and as she too
it in her hand she trembled violently
g 1t was the first telegram she had eve
le received. She opened it and read:
81 broke my leg yesterday. Come at one
= She paid the boy the money to be Co
t. lected for the message, and calmin
II herself as best she could, she went bac
ID to the sitting-room.
II I'm not going to jacobs, after al
n mother" she said, quietly.
is mot gong to Jacobs! What o
earth has happened now?"
:, Sam has broken his leg, motheI
~ and has telegraphed me to go immed
e ately to Deerfield."
n Broken his legr' his mother e,
IT claimed. "Well, I never did see sue
an unlucky fellow as Sam is! It's til
Il th,-~ ouo~ haarl foil of ~,
as you was already to start, too! VIII
N are you going to do about it, Janep"
snake another run on the Blu
y, Bank of course, and go to Deerfel
80 tomorrow morning, and bring Sal
- home as soon as 1 can. Our expense
~ will be too heavy if we keep him there.
~ ats too bad. Jane, too bad. Yo
r were awfully set on going to Jacob
this time, want your"
1--WE learned not to be disappointe
at anything, mother" she replied
10 calmly.
" Before she went to sleep she wrote
nj her diary: delays teach patience an
care teaches faith, and press of busine
makes us look out for minutes to gi,
TO to God. and disappointment is a speci!
A. message to summon Our thoughts
heaven. If. when they all come, "
would seek not to run away from then
y6 but to learn Gods lesson in. them, v
no should soon leave off calling them tr
en- ing"
er The next morning the villagers we
To standing in the store, the p~ostoffice an
a. in the street, telling each other tn;
no Sam Cary had broken his leg, and b
nd sister Jane wasn't going West after a
he An old farmer, who heard the new
N. he was going into the postofice for b
To mail, said:
'.Pity it hadn't been Sam Cary
head. He isn't worth nothing to n
~ BODY. He's so law that he wont do