Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1889-04-18


Then Tom Towsley knew that Ethel had
taken the eggs, reserving this one, and hur-
RED 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 strange pain at
| bis heart.
Within twenty minutes Ethel returned,
carrying in the basket a little paper of meal
and a square of meat; both of them scarcely
a load for the bright and active siX-year-old.
| There, granpa." she exclaimed, a little
thrill OF cxultation in her voice. The
groc'ry man said he give me big measure.
| l reckon it's enough to do q month";
She darted into the kitchen.
An here's the egg I saved, grandpa.
| You can color it with sassyfras, an Wen
imagine it's whole dozen, can't WEI"
Thus aroused, Towsley put the iron kettle
on the stove, placed water in it. 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
It was a touching scene, and there were
witnesses to unwilling, unintentional
witnesses.
The landlord had come quietly into the
little yard with gentleman whom he was
showing over the place with a view to its
sale.
The words of Ethel and Tom Towsley
came to them through the half-open win
dow, and were of such a character that they
were forced into quietness
When Towsley had ended what might be
fot, ,oI no1 ,nrf. of ,ic traifS
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 n symbol of the resurrec-
ton, since from it. apparently dead mass,
there springs 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
A 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 faith of this supplemented man in
the good providences of God came to him
as revelation, and the tears crcpt into his
eyes as he listened.
Come away" he said, Juggling at the
landlords coat LET us not disturb them"
Easter morning dawned brightly and
UNANIMOUSLY. The spring had lately adj
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 y Ethel
hurried on her clothing with few as
sisting bitches here and there from her
grandfather, then took up her solitary
Easter egg and ran out upon the porch
The sight that greeted her drew shouts of
hpr Inns and brOuOht Tom
Towsley tu,nbling from the room in per-
ilous haste.
There, in dainty, parti-colored basket,
were dozen Easter eggs. rejecting all the
hues of the rainbow. And there We're other
things, too, of a more substantial character.
A bag of flour 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 goodnessw
cried Towsley, his heart overfiowing with
thankfulness and delight
"Amen!" responded a 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; forit marked the beginning of new
life for each.
The place was purchased, and Tom lows
lev and Ethel still live in the little cottage,
happy and contsntcd
II felt that 1 ought to aid them!" said
Mr.. Silverton feelingly. Il 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. \ new life, For if any
man be in Christ he is a new creature. Old
things have passed away; all things have
hecor,e new" JOHN II. WHITsoN.