Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1889-05-15

The next morning she brought 70 nun q
small canvas bag.
There IL some money / had saved for
buryin' expenses, Danell,n she said. "rd
like TO take It instead for Us to spend week
in Philadelphia"
what tomfoolery's thatfs
There's no poor folk In Amity, N NAV
be we might see some there as we could
Rive-advice to. And you could look up the
libraries and museums"
''NonsenseP'
But his eye paused, attentive.
"And may be we might meet John"
Here. put the money awayi I'll bank
it, he growled.
But four days later Amity was shaken to
Its center by the news that the schoolmaster
and his wife had gone for an outing to
Philadelphia.
There's a queer customer" whispered
one Of the attendants in the old Franklin
Library 70 another q week afterwards. "He
comes every day, and goes from shelf to
shelf breathless, as If he had not touched q
book for years. Been buried in the country,
Isuppose"
"And why should anybody who can live
out OF doors and dig want to smell this
musty leather?" grumbled the other lad,
who was lean and stopped, with an ugly
cough.
He went up to Daniel, however, and
helped him in his explorations.
Our country pilgrims put up at an old
fashioned inn In the lower part of the city
Daniel came back TO it at night fairly pant
ing with the triumphs of his researches. He
had visited kindergartens, industrial schools
and museums, where art and science were
taught without charge TO the poorest.
"a for the Hhrariaa yr-ho1a ~
knowledge have been discovered while
was doing and snoring in Amity," he ex.
claimed
Ann had made her rounds among the
asyums, the hospitals for children, the free
classes, the creches. Her cold, gray eyes
were dim and wet.
Half the world seem to be cold and hun
cry, and the other half are working to warm
and feed Them" she said. "And could
find nothing to do but to make fine my
shroud AMI gravestonel But have you got
any trace of John or Abby, Daneu?'
''No; doubt it's no use, Ann"
But as Ann woke day by day, and got her
hold upon the world again, her search be-
came more energetic One day she came in
at noon red with excitement.
'Ive found them, Danenl That is to say,
John and Abby are dead; but they've left
three children. The Oldest boy supports
them, and he is that consumptive lad in the
library you took such fancy TO. Come
right alongI Don't stop for dinnerl Come
Three childrenI And the Lord never be.
fore gave US onei'
Mrs. Ann Holmes house is no longer the
neatest in Amity. The chubby little girl OF
fourteen who helps her In the kitchen
leaves her work and school books here and
there, and the baby who tags after Ann
from morning until night drops her greasy
bread and butter even in the sacred parlor,
unrebuked.
whats clean floor compared with the
flesh coming on to their bonesl" she asks,
triumphantly. 'Look at Albert He's an
other boy. He's q born farmer. That
library was killing him"
"rll have NO abuse of libraries," Daniel
says. "rm going up for study twice o year.
1t doesn't do TO lose your hold on the world.
You've got to keep step while you live"
Eyes" Ann replies, absently. She Il look-
ing out hymn simple enough for Abby to
understand, and after that she 10 going to
make some flannel petticoats for baby be-
fore the cold weather comes. They are cut
out and folded neatly in her basket, and the
drawer upstairs which held her fine shroud
Is empty.-Rebecca Harding Davis, in Con.
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