The Panola weekly star. (Sardis, Miss.) 1882-18??, 1885-02-14
A LITTLE SPACE FILLED.

A LITTLE SPACE FILLED.
Tho Influence OF n Llfo Puro and
Strong in Its Purpose.
Il there amy time In the year when Il
can rain more drcnrily and increasingly
than In the month ot November lIclcn
llIldrcth thought not ~ She looked idly
ont Of the window upon tho dripping
trees aud ,trcaming pavement
She was not M unpleasant sight 10 n
passer-by ~ she stood there with the
dark folds of her dress clingng closely
to her graceful form, aud her rich
brown hair coilcd smoothly around her
head. But II that passcr-by had paused
10 examine the face underneath the
brown hair fear he would have dis
covered look Of discomfort about the
dark eyes and delicate mouth. which,
but for that, would have been bcauti-
ful.
A. she watched the busy throng hur-
rying to their homes In the enrly dusk
of that November day she pictured IN
her mind the homes they were all going
to from the millionaire rolling by In
his luNuriant carriage TO the ragged lit
tie ncwsboy who shouted EroniHg
NcWS,' in his high, shrill voice and
inyoluntarily she looked around into
the warm. bright room In which she
stood, and the discontcntcd look left
her face, and 1t was beautiful. So
thought Henry Raymond ~ he hurried
by, pausing only to liit his hat as his
eye met hers.
II never knew she was 50 beautiful, y
he said; "lhat was an expression which
never saw there before" And nll
that evening. ny he sat IN his room, the
face of Helen llildrcth was before bis
eyes.
As the darkness dcepencd, aud th,
lamp-lightcr with his flickcring torch
crossed aud rc-crossed the street, lcay-
Ing n track oi light behind him, Helen
turned from the window. and drawing
an casy chair 10 the fire sat down with
sigh. As she sat leaning her head on
her hand the shadow began 10 steal
over her face once more. when from the
room above sounded the voice Of hsl
sister Grace.
Content to I'll little space" sang
Grace.
"Ahlh thought Helen, "that Is The
trouble tho little space. Why mus
my life be- 80 narrow when there are NJ
many things | long for and so many
useful, pleasant things ! might do II
"lf Thou be- glOriied,h " sang IN,
sweet voice overhead.
"Can II be that God Is glorihcd by
the common, homely duties that fall q
my lotP" thought Helen. And still th,
happy, tbougbtlcss Grace continued
her song. unconscious of tho sermon
she was preaching TO the heart down
/ stairs:
II ntli " AHiHF NVlVIH NN UNt uHh
! In my cup uf blessing ba,
would have my spirit filod tho moro
With Frrntful love 10 Thee,
And careful less 10 serve Thee much
| Than to please Thee perfectly"
All through the beautiful hymn Heller
sat communing with her own heart, and
the shadow left her face and In IL plac,
there came n look Of peace which mad,
II thrice beautiful beautiful with 18th,
thoughts that burned below"
All that evening the peaceful look
was on her face aud II remained ther,
for many days, through all the round
Of her everyday duties, for always Ia
her heart was ringing the same refrain
IF Thou be glOriilcd," and truly III,
thought sanctiiied the labor Of hel
hands.
Henry Raymond was n young mar
who went about doing good" Not II
any osteniatious manner, but In hi'
quiet, gentlemanly way. ~ though thai
was the thing 10 be- done; aud he did
II never thinking that In 70 doing b,
was any different from other men. Iii
genial manner, his manly face. not :,
mention his ''goodly inheritance" nj
ways insured him cordial welcom,
wherever he went.
The days had heightened into month
since the evening when he had discoy
cred Helen Hildrcth's beauty, and In al
the days that had passed he had no
forgotten the look he had caught iron
her dark eyes. One afternoon he wa
walking with his usual brisk step alonl
one Of the most crowded streets Of th,
city. Just enough snow had fallen :,
make the pavement slippery. and NIL oI
the busy. jostling crowd were CAREFUL,
picking their ways lest a careless stsI
should cause their pride 10 fall.
As Mr.. Raymond paused nj crowdct
crossing. he chanced 10 look down. an,
almost st his feet stood tiny boy lean
ing ON his cruich. and In his weak. Grip
Piled condition not daring 10 ventur'
among the hurDing vehicles In ihl
street without n moments though
the elegant Henry Raymond stopped
and picking the little fellow up In HI
arms. regardless of rags and dirt,
critoh. bore him safely across III
cilld looked up In bis face with IN or
preston of awe aud wonder combined
aud said ''I3c YOU GodP''
''oh, no. said Mr.. Raymond. smil
ing. II am only one Of Ills servants.
and looking mp he saw the eyes OF Helol
iildre,h upon him. and he knew sh
had seen and heard II all
Good afternoon. Mr.. Raymond" an'
helsn's sweet voice had an unwontei
tone of almost tenderness In Il. ''is tha
one Of the lambs YOU were gathering !
your armsf"
Poor little fellow" he said. a. h
eyes followed ,he rr,reaiing form Of n
little eripp'.a. ''hs looks as though D
needed slrong arm about him all n
TINE I wonder how hts life isspen
any <ay. But pardon me, Miss Hil'
70 d." be added hastily. ''our wa,
seem 10 he together; may walk vii
youg'
.f'ertainly.s she said. II was Q
my way home and shall be- glad 10 hs'
your company.
How fortunate" he answered. for
am eoing home. too. and always pa
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