Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1889-04-18

the center of the kitchen table, and on it q
tear still cleaned like a pearl
Then Tom Towsley knew that Ethel had
taken the eggs, reserving this one, and hur-
ried with them out into the town.
He went to the gate with the intention of
calling her back, but she was not to be
seen Then he returned to his seat in
the chimney corner, with a strange pain at
| his heart.
| Within twenty minutes Ethel returned,
carrying in the basket little paper of meal
and square Of meat; both of them scarcely
a load for the bright and active six-year-old
There, gran'pa!" she exclaimed, little
| thrill of exultation In her voice. THE
groc'ry man said he give me big measure
reckon it's enough to do month"
She Gartcd into the kitchen.
AN here's the egg saved, grandpa.
You can color 1t with sassyfras, an Wen
| imagine it's whole dozen, can't we?"
Thus aroused, Towsley put the iron kettle
on the stove, placed water in 1t, sufficient
quantity of sassafras root, and, at the proper
time, the egg. He moved about silently
though, as If great calamity impended, or
had already befallen him.
Then, while the coloring process went on,
he took Ethel upon his knee and poured
out his heart to her, as if he were only an
other child.
1t was touching scene, and there we're
witnesses to it-unwitting, unintentional
witnesses
The landlord had come quietly into the
little yard with gentleman whom he was
showing over the place with view to its
SALE
The words of Ethel and Tom Towsley
came to them through the half-open win
dow, and were of such character that they
were forced into quietness.
When Towsley had ended what might be
termed personal confession of his straits
and circumstances, his voice grew more
cheerful, and he told his little grand
child the meaning of Easter, and how
the egg is held as symbol of the resurrec-
ton, since from it, apparently dead mass,
there springs a new life.
The gentleman. whose name was Silver
ton, was a business man, immersed in the
cares and distractions of trade. Yet he was
at that time, in susceptible mood.
few months before he had lost his own
rosy-cheeked daughter, and his heart was
sore and bitter The loss had tended to
harden rather than soften him.
the good providences of God came to him
as revelation and the tears crept into his
eyes as he listened
Come awayl" he said, Juggling at the
landlords coat Let us not disturb them"
Easter morning dawned brightly and
LUMINOSITY. The spring had lately ad-
vanced with rapid strides, and the rising
sun was greeted by the songs of birds and
the incense of flowers.
AS the glad bells rang out joyous Ethel
hurried on her clothing, with few as
sisting bitches here and there from hel
grandfather, then took up her solitary
Easter egg and ran out upon the porch.
The sight that greeted her drew shouts OF
rapture from her lips, and brought ToE
Towsley tumbling from the room In per.
ilous haste.
There, in dainty, parti-colored basket
were dozen Easter eggs, rejecting all thu
hues of the rainbow. And there were othel
things, too, of more substantial character
A bag Of -four and one of meal together
with meat and potatoes and other neces
saries almost without number.
1t seemed too good to be true, and Ethel
had to pat and caress those wonderful eggs
again and again to assure herself that she
was not dreaming. -
Praise God for His wonderful Eoodness!~
cried Towsley, his heart overlooking with
thankfulness and delight
"Amen!" responded deep voice, and
Mr.. Silverton slipped from around the cor
ner.
That was an Easter that Mr. Silverton,
Tom Towsley and Ethel will long remem-
Der; for it marked the beginning of a new
life for each
The place was purchased, and Tom lows
ley and Ethel still live in the little cottage,
happy and contented
II felt that I ought to aid themI" said
Mr.. Silverton, feelingly. 81 can never pay
them, though, for the change they wrought
Through them, and my angel daughter,
God spoke to my soul 1t was truly resur-
rection for me. A new life! For If any
man be in Christ he is a new creature. Old
things have passed away; all things have
become new" JOHN b. WHrsoN.