The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1886-09-17

Mother, God has helped rs quickly"
Maggie said.
Again kissing the gentle girl. Grace
hurried off with the mothers blessing
following her. She would not tell the
mother Of what she was about that
night. mot until l get Maggie of, !"
she said.
Grace then consulted Nora about the
probability of getting one of her nieces
to 90 and help Mrs. Harding for few
days. ''Do you think either of them
would go, Nora?"
''Sure and L know they WILL and for
not rid clint of pay, but one Of your
/ own blessed smiles. And if YOU would
90 for thin yourself, sure, and it's the
/ whole of thin that'll be after following
/ you to the ind Of the earth, if you go, y
/ Nora answered.
Then l viii 60 myself. Nora" Grace
said.
1t was Saturday afternoon again.
/ Suffering enough everywhere now,
think, said Grace, as she sat in
Morals brothers home.
! "Just wait bit till the father comes,
and then Katie'll go with you. She be
after waitin' to know if it's any pay
that he gifts" said the mother.
Eagerly they watched for the father.
/ At length cry from one Of the chill
I dren told of his coming. Heavy was
his tread. Heavy grew the heart that
I knew his best.
"Ah, it's nothin'. There's no life in
his tread. The childers' cries are tear
! ing his heartstrings now," the mother
walled.
/ '.Ah, Pat, my man, how is it wild
yep
'.Nothin' at all Not a red clint. Oh.
/ bad luck to me if liver l do a stroke of
work for him agin.
And down on the table beside him
went his great shaggy head, with a
heavy thump, and a loud cry escaped
his lips:
The childers will be starvingy'
''Oh, I can not stand this" Grace
cried, starting up. 'tHere Mrs. O'Flyn,
it's only two dollars. I have no more. ;"
She was about to run out, when the
door opened and a voice called:
pat, where are We, me man? Cheer
up a bit. Don't be cast down. It's
Dan O'Kelley that can give We a lift.
Here! It's no childers [ have. I'll
divide wild We. It's twelve dollars that
l have thanks to the boss. May the
Lord bless livery hair of his headr'
''Yis, bless him! He's a man that II
not be wearing of diamonds when his
hands are starvin', nor drinkin' of
wine when it's not a drop of tae that
the women or childers can have. Yis,
good luck and long life to Mister Went
worth! God bless him and his for
eyer!" exclaimed Pat, and his cry was
joined by his wife and his friend.
Grace stole away, followed by Katie,
whose young heart was light again.
ft7.aaa lsff hags l.
was very thankful for the timely help.
Harry! dear Harry! there, sit still
in your chair. Let me be at your feet.
Can You forgive your unworthy little
wife, Grace said.
"Why, Grace, child, what do you
mean?'' Harry asked, raising her to
his lap.
Harry, don't want that money. I
only want to be worthy of my noble
and Just husband. | want to help you
in all your good acts, not retard them.
know now why 1 could not have the
ring. An, there is my sweet little
| bouquet! / viii keep it forever to re-
mind me Ofmy naughtiness that day. ="
''NO, no, dear wife; only as u re-
minder of your husbands love-" Harry
/ said caressing her.
''Oh, Harry, I've heard blessings en-
! Ough on you to-day, and almost curses
4 on another! I would not wear that cross
of Linnette's for all the world. How
much suffering, how many tears, has
every one Of these pearls cost! Oh, it
is a heavy heavy cross she wearsH'
/ Grace said.
Eyes, dear, if l had given you what
/ I wished so much, my men-some of
I them-would have gone unpaid 1 was
/ only just, my wife. -
''And [ was just q spoiled child, as
/ you said. But now, my husband,
| am going to try to be true woman, "
| Grace answered.
That's my own darling, my prec-
ious wife. / have been rather des-
| pendent for q few days, but with your
dear help / think we'll stem the tide
at any rate we will do the very best
we can. And if my little wife has
1 fewer diamonds, she will have more
blessings" Harry said, his eyes filled
with more than admiration and devo-
/ ton as they rested on her.
4 A week after Grace had a letter from
Doctor Mason, giving good hope OF
| Maggie's eyes being again as well and
! strong as EVERY. Z. Daily Ne1O8.