The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1885-09-29

signed but inexpressible sad look took
the place Of The hopeful one. Before she
could speak Carroll went ont
snow I will run 1t up again on the
cheaper plan"
He turned around little aud again
opened bis book. Two bills we're there,
bis last months pay, just one hundred
and fifty dollars.
Why shouldn't hep He had never
given much to anything. Many a man
gave that amount to church or minis.
ter and thought little Of it. He hesita.
ted but an instant, then tearing leaf
from the book wrote: -
"This money l shall never miss. Take
1t. and goto your daughter. Please do
not ask me to take It back or ever try to
pay It. can sympathize with you, for
|, too, have watched by the dying. The
very morning your husband fell at Shl-
lob my only brother was shot there un.
der the other flag. Yours in sympathy,
JAMES CARROLL"
Into this he pat the money and rolled
it carefully.
"Here are the Hgures,' he ssid turning
10 her, "all down plain so you can make
no mistake; It will cost you much less I
fnd than we first supposed. Please do
not take time to look them over till you
are on the train"
"Thank you, sir. Twill be a sort oil
comfort to know lust what it viii cost
though since you spoke tear l shall
never CO."
| "But perhaps you may. Sometimes
things are 10 store for as that We least
expect. l shall have to 60 now. Good.
by, and may God bless you." ~
As he passed the edge Of the trees
Carroll could not resist the temptation
to look back.
She stood as he left her looking dowr
at the smallest grave; after that she pu
the paper away carefully and walked
slowly around the graves, one after ths
other, then for q moment leaned on The
solitary stone. He saw her take out the
old handkerchief and pass it over bel
eyes for q moment; then she turned away
and her tottering steps disappeared
among the pines.
Some six weeks after this, ss Carroll
glanced over the file OF mail left at his
tent, small white envelope postmarked
at town in Southern California, took
his attention.
As he eagerly opened It he noticed the
writing on the inside was less cramped
ard uneven than that on the wrapper.
"Dear unknown frieud," it began, 'can
I ever thank you enough for your kind
uess to my poor old motber2 Four short
weeks ago she came here with heart
overdowing with gratitude to you for
helping her to come. Though We then
fondly hoped she might be with US for
years, to-day she Is gone. One joyous
week OF seeming health and then almost
before We knew 1t che began to fail rap
idly. We did ell that could be done, but
nothing would help her, and yesterday,
with her head resting in my arms, talking
Of you and my father, ,she quietly breath
ed her last.
"You will never know how badly we
felt when we found she had to go,nor yet
how thankful we are that she came to rs
to die. She seemed perfectly happy from
the moment she reached "a till the last
She held the baby as long as her strength
would permit. and after that We kept it
near her. When she found she could not
live it did not change her at all. She
only seemed the happier to think che
came and the more grateful 10 you for
helping her.
"The morning after she was taken i'll
she directed this envelope, but finding
she had not strength to write asked me to
be sure and let YOU know she came and
thank you for yonr kindness.
Tomorrow we shall lay her in the lit.
tie graveyard close by. We enclose a
draft for what was left of your kind gift.
and believe US We deeply appreciate and
thank you f,r it. Hoping God will bless
you more than money or our poor thanks
can, we are most gratefully yours,
PAUL AND MARY BRowNELL."
"Indeed," ssid James Carroll as b.
brushed few damp spots from the writ.
ing, .and are We not all Of one family
no~? '-Mi4ard Greeley in Youth sCom-
panion.