The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1886-10-28

Love. let thy lips be dumb, il but thy heart
Will answer in loves reassuring tone!
John n. Cameron.
EYES OPEN.
:. There's q work for me and work
for you,
Something for each Of us now to do. -
''What do you mean by those lines
you are singing, Rachie?' asked her
aunt. as the little girl sang like a
lark.
Il don't know. Aunt Amy. l guess
didn't mean anything. l wasn't
thinking what | was singing
They are very good words to think
about as well as to sing said Aunt
Amy.
. There's a work for me-" sang
Rachie again. but, Auntie. those
words are for bigger folks, amt theyP
There isn't any work for little bits Of
girls like me, you know
Are you sure, dear?"
Il think SO, Aunt Amy. Big folks
have work to do. Papa works down
at his office-I went in there once, and
he was talking to some men-he told
me that was part of his work. and that
the men paid him money; but. dear
me! | might talk all day and no one
would call it work or ever think of pay
ing me cent for it.
mo. Isuppose not, said Aunt Amy,
smiling at Rachie's mournful tone.
'.And mamma tells the cook what to
have for dinner and mends my dresses
and talks to me when I'm naughty and
plenty of other things. And you paint
beautiful pictures and 60 out 'stribut-
ing tracts and things. But there's no
work for me-
Perhaps you do not keep your eyes
open to see. said Aunt Amy, passing
her arm around the little figure,
There is nothing in the Lords crea-
ton too small to have its work. The
tiny ants and the bees are all busy.
and even the birds and the butterflies
have their full share in making things
sweet and beautiful. Keep on the
watch, little one. ard see if you cannot
do something before the day is over to
make some one better and happier.
Very small hands can bring an Offering
to Christ of loving kindness shown to
his creatures for his dear sake"
Rachie took her second reader and
went off to school wondering if Aunt
Amy could be right.
Il will keep my eyes open," she
said to herself. There's somebody
now trying to keep hers open"
She stopped moment to watch old
Mrs. Bert. who sat inside her door
binding shoes. She was just now try
ing to thread q needle, but it was hard
work for her dim eyes.
why, if here isn't work for mel"
exclaimed Kachie. Il never should
have thought of it if it hadn't been for
Aunt Amy. Stop, Mrs. Bert, let me do
that for you."
Thank you, my little lassie. My
poor old eyes are most worn out, you
see. l can get along with the coarse
work yet, but sometimes it takes me
tive minutes to thread my needle. And
the day will come when | can. work.
and then what will become Of q poor
old wOman?"
Mamma would say the Lord will take
care of you, said Racine very softly,
for she felt that she was too little to be
saying such things.
''And you can say it, too. dearie.
Go ON to school now. You've given
me your bit Of help and your comfort,
too
But Rachie had got hold of the
needlebook and was bending over ii
with very busy fingers.
..Sec," she presently said, live
threaded six needles for you to go on
with. And when l come back Ill
thread some more"
MAY the sunlight be bright to your
eyes. little one," said the old women
as Rachie skipped away.
Come and play, Rachie,' cried
many voices as she drew near the play.
ground.
(Which side will you be on?''
But there was little girl with a very
downcast face sitting in the porch.
What is the matter, Jennie?' said
Rachie, going to her.
Il cant make these add up" said
Jennie in discouraged tone, pointing
to few smeary figures on her slate.
LET me see-I did that example a
home last night. Oh. you forgot t.
carry ten-see?'
so l did, The example wa
finished and Jennie was soon at pla,
with the others
Racine kept her eyes open all day
and was surprised to find how man,
ways there were of doing little. kind
nesses, which went far towards maxim,
the day happier to others. Try it littl'
girls and boys, and you will see TO
yourselves.
Il believe the sunshine is brighte
than ever it was before, she whispere.
recalling Mrs. Bert's words as sh,
walked home. The pleasant thing
about her seemed to take on new
sweetness as she looked upon then
with her little heart full of the deligh
of feeling that she. young as she was
had her share in the dear Lords worl
Of doing good, and in the precious
promise he has made to those to whom
he declares, "Ye did it unto me-
''Will ye look here, Miss Rachie?"
Bridget was sitting in the bacl
porch looking dolefully at piece o
paper which lay on the kitchen tabl'
she had carried out there.
'slt's q letther I'm afther writin' l.
me mother, an it's fearin' am she'l
niver be able to rade it, because l can
rade it mesilf. Can you rade it at al
Miss Rachie? It's all the afthernool
I've been at it. -
Racine tried with all her might t
read poor Bridget's queer scrawl. bu
was obliged tO give it up.
I'll write one for you some day
Bridget" she said. II am going owe
to Jennie's to play spy now"
The fresh air and the bird songs an
the soft wind made it very pleasant t
be out of doors after being in schot
| all dav And hor limbs fairly acha