Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1889-11-01

niiate In the slightest degree.
Now, Ruth" said Pastor Mott
VINO had recently changed his widow
erhoods gravity for the cheerful bear
ing oil a bridegroom. this visit Is one
OF the trials OF your lot, 10 be endured
oravely, but fortunately not to be soon
nor often repeated. These queer peo-
pie will invite you into a dull. quiet
house, hand you glass OF wine and
homeopathic bit Of cake, talk to you
In gentle, patroniz ing voices about
their family OF past generations, but
they Will not show any interest in you,
or me. our work. or our neighbors.
You will come back into the sunshine
feeling as il you had paid visit to
some old family vault"
! The new wife twisted up her sweet
race into wry expression, as one
does when swallowing spoonful OF
bitter stuff, but hastily smoothed il
out again as a sudden curve in the
carriage road brought them up to the
| front porch.
MY husband must be absent-mind-
ed said the new Mrs. Mott to her
{; This is not the family he has
been describing to me-" For the
whole household was out on the front
porch. Win had turned one Of the
carved oak chairs down on its arms,
and was sitting astride its venerable
back, though the short fat legs could
not quite make out to turn the cor
ners. Pat was kneeling in front OF
him playing horsie. her long, heavy
plaits OF hair serving for reins. Miss
Louisa wa pretending to read. and
Miss Gertrude was knitting a rightly
/ striped little sock, but all three ladies
We're enjoying the game fully as much
as the young driver.
In some confusion the chairs were
righted. Miss Patty's braid hastily
knotted up, and small William sent
out to James. who wa, watering flower
tsezs on the lawn Of course, the
story OF the child was told and list
ened TO with deep interest by the WIS.,
itors.
''Oh. I'm so glad the poor thing got
| here before she died, cried tender
hearted Mrs. Mott DO you think she
knew how good you were going to be
TO her children when she was gomez"
She knew how kind they were to
her. Ruth, said the pastor, gently.
"You do not think We are doing
wrong to keep the darling7" asked
Miss Patty. eagerly.
Wrong" said the preacher; Il do
not think any thing about it; | know
that inasmuch as you have done it unto
one of the least of these. you are fol-
lowing your Masters commands"
There was a little siience, and then
Miss Gertrude said, iaIler huskily:
OF course Brother Middleton put a
notice in the city papers, but we were
sure from the little fellows talk that
they had come a great way. and there
was every evidence that the poor young
woman was in a very friendIess condi-
ton"
Then followed eager talk upon a
wide range Of subjects connected with
5abyhood. boyhood and young man
hood. until Miss Patty cried with a
merry laugh: We'll. don't think we
need set our baby's wedding day YETI
Our baby" had been monarch of
all he surveyed at Burnside for ten
wears. when one day a faded. grizz ed,
unhappy-looking woman, feeble with
disease. came to the house and asked
to see Mis- Geriende. Burnside was
very unlike the secluded. inhospitable
place which was first introdn ced to
the reader. That lively. wide-awake.
hail-fellow well-met individual who
still called himself Vim. but who now
had a right by act of legislature
to the title, William Tho nwell
Perine, had gradually brought Burn
side ana all its inhabitants into frater-
nal relations with the whole neigh
borhood. high and low. This very
woman. Sally Rice. was one of his
village acquaintance, through her
cake and candy shop, and so was
known to Miss Gertrude.
We'll. Sally" said the lady in the
. scntly-cheerful tone one always uses
to a hopeless invalid, ''how are you
feeling to-day? Did my beef tea set
I yon up any,"
To Miss Gertrude's surprise, the
woman burst into tears III Yer
I znowed what mizab.e sinner am,
! Miss Prime, she sobbed ''yel
wouldn't take no count of me-" And
after a little soothing, Sally told heI
story:
Yer know. Miss Prime. yer sent
for me to lay our that dead woman,
! what came upon you so student
; Well, you saw me turn her pocket in
,ide out. and 'twant nothin' there. bu
J when come to strip her, finds a pu;
l fastened in her bussom. 1t had tel
dollars in it, an letter.
d "A letter" gasped Miss Gertrude
: turning faint,
II was orful hard pressed Their
+, DAYS, Miss 2 rine. and the dew
E whispered to me could ies' borro'
/ that money of the dead woman, am
i nobody be hurt; but Oh. you don
. know how't has brought me dow
g, since" Sally began TO weep again
q Il low it has cost me my soul.
\ have shaved day and night to max
i. it up. SO could confess my sin an
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