The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1889-05-10

grand meetings and shall hear and see men
I've read Of all my lifei And then the
music from such a great congregation,
Why it just took me off my feet at the
meeting tonight! And such a lot Of old
friends as one keeps coming across that you
haven't seen for years! And then to-mor-
row you are going around a little between
times to see the city and the sights. / de-
clare it does seem too much for mei''
"No, Amanda, " answered the minister's
voice, with a fearful culver in it, lyon de-
serve every bit of it. Let ms kneel right
down nov and thank the Lord for lis
goodness to us"
Mrs. Tailboy left the closet softly aud
her eyes were running over when she went
back to her husband. 'I'm ashamed of
myself for listening and yet I'm glad [
did. / never should have dreamed how
happy We are making these good Chris
tians, putting pleasures into their lives
they will never forget. What am I-un-
grateful, fretful cfeaturei that such a priv
ilege should have been given 20 me aud
my housed Why this sweet, fr2il looking
woman has eight children, SO she told me
at tea, and her husbands salary was raised
to eight hundred dollarsi And she hasn't
been away from home for fifteen years.
OH wont | see that they have a good time
nowi And began to like the Haywards
too, such frank, whole-hearted people, no
trouble at all to entertain. John''-with
a little sob-''let us kneel down together,
as we used to when we were first mar
ried.'
1t was a happy but tear-stained face
that Mr.. Tallboy kissed when they rose
from their knees.
Somehow the guests did not seem after
that like strangers, but friends. And the
meetings where thousands met filed with
a single thought were full of inspiration
and kindled a glow that made the minor
vexations of life too small to be noticed.
When the hour Of parting came on Friday,
it was with real regret that Mrs. Tallboy
watched the retreating forms and valises
disappearing down the street.
The next spring came a letter from Mr..
Brock announcing the death of his wife.
II knew, dear friends, you would sym
pathize with me in my great bereavement,
though you knew my wife 50 little and I
wish to tell you that the brightest spot in
her last year was the time of the Board
meeting at your house. It seems that she
already suspected that suffering WAS be-
pleasure were like a special blessing sent
before her trial. She often spoke of them
in her last terrible illness. | can never
thank you enough that you gave them to
her."
Mrs. Tailboy could not speak as she
handed the letter TO her husband.
Three years after the Tallboy's son-a
wild boy went west, much against their
wishes. In a few months he was taken i'll
and consumption, long in his system.
seemed inevitable. 1t was a long, sad
journey for the anguish-stricken parents,
their only hope to reach him before he
died. At the station in the little far-off
settlement, what should first greet their
astonished eyes, but the cheerful, red
whiskered face of Mr.. Hayward
"Your son is at u house,' he exclaim-
cd with a hearty grip Of his strong hand,
first one, then the other. Eve have a room
all ready for yon. Keep up your courage.
l think he will pun through
Who can picture the thaukfulness ofthat
mothers heart when he told her how, in
hearing her sons name, Halifax Tallboy-
there's luck in odd names as well as odd
numbers sometimes, he said smiling-he
| had gone at once to the ranch where he
lay, dying of poor care and poor fare, and
took him home that very day TO his wife,
though they had moved into their rough
little house but two days before and were
still call in a heap
Already the careful nursing they had
given him was telling ON him, SO the doc
tor assured Mrs. Tallboy. Quite as much
as the signs of returning health, the pa
rents hearts bounded to see in their way
way boy q new humility of spirit and
thoughtfulness OF others.
The next afternoon Mrs. Tallboy was sit
ting in happy silence beside his steamer
chair, on the little porch facing the Curious
mountains. He took her hand softly.
''Tbe night Mr.. Hayward brought me here,
| tainted from weakness, and they both
thought | was dying. He kneeled down
by me aud prayed for me-and for you.
| Mother, | never heard snch a prayer. |
said to myself then, for the first time in
my life |, too, viii be a Christian, whether
| die or live, and mean it still, mother.
Can yon imagine the depth of feeling in
| Mrs. T~allboy's voice, as she said to her
husband that night. "oh, what if had re-
fused to take any guests at the meeting of
the Board. "-1he AdpaRce.
Forced 30 leave Home.
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