The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1888-07-14
MULTIPLYING TALENTS.
by SARAH LEE YOUNG

the open bay window where Mrs.
Andrews wls engaged in setting
things to rights after the house
warming of the night la fore. Some
thing else evidently occupied her
mind mor, than the hisque orna-
m,ht she WIS Listing, E,r she paus-
ed, and lnuking dreanily out, said :,
half aloud
"Whit could lac have meant there
he comes NOW, will ask him." and
she flultered through the window
down to the entrance.
"What did you mean, doctor"
she said after they had exchanged
greetings, "whcn you prayed last
night that we might use our house
for Gods glory p
"What did the faithful servant do
with his Lords talents ?" was the
seemingly irrelevant reply.
But you don't mean that house
is IL talent?"
"What is p said the pastor.
"Why, 1 don't know-buta house
is just to make IL happy home"
Exactly, and that home is to
rodiate in all directions, till the in
crease is like the ten other talents"
"But how p she asked, while her
eyes shone.
"That | can't .ell; you will find
ways enough if you look for them" b"
All day Mrs. Andrews went around
among her pretty belonging with
preoccuiped air. The books, the
pictures, the curiosities from far
away lands, all seemed to say, chow
are you going to use us ?"
Mr.. Andrews business as a cotton
buyer and broker had taken him
abroad and kept him there for some
years, and now, tired with wander
ing, they had come back to their old
home on the Chicksaw Bluffs, as
Memphis used to be called, to set
tie down again to quiet life.
There is nothing like home, after
all, is there ?" said he as they sat on
the moon-lit veranda.
"No, indeed" she replied; "and I
hope nothing will never come to
make us leave it again. But did
you notice what DIR. Martin said
about our using the house for Gods
glory?"
"Yes, | noticed it, but it passed
out of nay mind"
"Well, he says house is talent
and you must use it to multiply it,
but how can one do it?"
you'll find way don't doubt, "
laughed he.
ave been thinking" she said,
slowly, "as God has given our own
darlings happy home, perhaps he
means us to open its doors to some
one else's dear ones"
"Do yon mean adopt a child p"
her husband said.
"No, l wasn't thinking of that"
"Well, is it n gospel feast, case of
the lame, the halt, etc?"
"No," she answered. "that would
be IA party merely. That might
come in though"
81 give it up, then. / am no
Edipus. You must read the riddle" F"
II am not sure [ quite know my
sell, but my idea was to take one
evening in the week, hunt out those
who are in need of home influence
and have none, and bring them into
our home and make them feel that
they belong somewhere. l don't
want to be visionary, but don't you
think it might be done, so as to
brighten some cheerless lives and
tighten some sad hearts ?"
"My DEAR" her husband answer
ed, 81 should have thought such a
place the Garden of Eden if it had
been opened to me when / can here
a Iorlorn and home sick boy with
not a soul to care whether 1 lived or
died. But there reminds me of a
card put into my hands as l left the
elevator"
He stepped inside the hall, read
the note, then laughtingly put it
into his wife's hands.
"Dear Andrews" it ran, 81 wish
you would do something for Wright
tonight. l don't think there is
much the matter with him now, but
he looks badly, and will be ill if
somebody don't look after him. 1
can but feel as five were RESPONSE
BILE for the clerks, so take him in
hand, if you can. l am off to New
Orleans in the morning"
"There, Nan, is something for you
to begin ON. I'll send him out to-
morrow"