St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1890-04-03
For the Caledonian-l
RUTH.
A STORY OF EASTER TIME.

She wore Il white cashmere morning
robe, its trimmings of crimson velvet
and cluster of JacqueminOt roses Civ
ing warmth of color to the pure
white and an added charm to her al
4 ways brilliant complexion. Her dark
Il eyes were dewey with deep feeling as
Il she looked from her window upon
the beautiful landscape
DIR. and Mrs Howard had been III
their lovely home little more than
a year, and this morning as the doc
i torcntcrcd the broad hall, and heard
the tones of a piano and sweet
Il voice, ne knew SO well, singing the
II Easter anthem, he thought how much
he owed to a risen Savior. Mrs
II Howard had gone from the window
i to the piano, and was singing the
anthem which was to be rendered III
II church the next day. Beautifully
\ sweet and clear were the tones, but
evidently while singing she was
thinking of something else for the
\ dreamy look was still in her face
III Not until rich bass voice joined her
II own did she notice her husbands
presence. Springing from her seat
she said How long have you been
here | did not hear you ring"
No my dear think you did not,
for when entered the room you were
busy singing, while | Judged your
thoughts were fara away. What were
4 YOU thinking about Jennie?"
Il have been looking out upon the
4 glorious world and everything seems
to tell of risen Savior, and when
think of his giving his life for us
wonder how he accepts such triflcs
4 as VIC can do for Him. | do think
4 Easter is Il beautiful time, but this
wear am reminded of Ruth, how she
used to revcl in Il morning like this
can see her in imagina ton, sitting
by the window there, and skctching
that scene l think l never saw
more perfect morning.
Very lovely it is" replied Dr.
Howard, but speaking of your cous-
i'll Ruth, where do you suppose she
is, and when did Won last hear from
her."
1T has been eight years since she
has written me at that time she was
in California You have heard me
say she married q fine man but he is
poor. She was married soon after
her graduation, and at that time we
lnOuSit iiOl illOSlNNIS hNlN pliSllI,
for none considered it hard for her to
Il marry Mr.. Jameson even though he
were poor in this worlds goods"
Have YOU never heard about her
in any way during these eight years."
said the doctor
"Onlv once" his wife replied.
Il through an acquaintance | learned
she was still i'll California and that
Il Mr. Jameson was i'll and had been
for several months. Since then l
Il have heard nothing but have thought
of her often and especially this morn
ing. But will you sing with me
now ;"
Not now, my dear" replied her
husband, Il must 90 out again.
Il was called to Il new patient this
Il morning, one of the Shut ms |
81 think, and | thought there was
chance for one of the Kings Daugh-
tiers to give a little sunshine, so |
came for my wife VIII YOU gO?"
Certainly, please excuse me few
minutes and will be ready"
1t was no wonder Dr. Howard was
proud of his wife for she ALWAYS car
RED sunshine with her In Il few
Fl minutes she came III street costume
ready to accompany her husband,
II After thev were seated in the carriage
Mrs Howard said:
please tell me about your patient
am quite curious to know to whom
| am to carry sunshine
While the doctor is explaining the
matter, we will precede them for a
little His destination was a poor
i tenement house where early in the
morning we Will enter 4 room which
Is very neat but almost destitute of
comfort. On an old couch Is q little
boy about seven years of age. His
tossing his little hands above his
curly head and his constant talking
tells plainly to the mother, bending
81 over him, that her little boy is very
sick. Evidently the mother has
seen better days for her stately bear
ing tells that not from choice but ne
cessity such 4 place as this is her
home Her one thought now is what
to do for her boy. No money to pay
a good physician and she dare not
trust the careless with her child
Something must be done kneeling
by the side of her boy. she asks the
Father, who 1t seems had almost for
gotten her, to help her now. Who
will say the broken words were not
heard, for are not the sparrowS' fall
noted Fastening down the shakv
Z stairs she found boy and asked
i where she could find doctor
He rapidly mentioned several and
then said, They are no good doc
tors, if You want a real crack one,
get DR. Howard, he Is the doctor up
town among the brown stone folks"
But | cannot pay him. the lady
said, rs she raised her head Il little
Il proudly, But | must have some
E. one she continued
"Oh, DR.. Howard will come,
know, he Is none of your kid glove
doctors if he Is rich He saved our
baby anyhow There he goes; I'll
call him. and before the lady could
prevent, the boy bounded up the
street after the physician, who, hear
ing the shrill call, stopped to see
what was wanted In an instant he
came with the boy and entered the
sick room. With as much courtesy
as though among his wealthy pa
tients he inquired tcnderly about the
sick one Often in the little fellows
delirium he would sing snatchcs of
an Easter hymn. In reply to the
doctors look of inquiry the lady
said, His father taught him the
hymn two years ago, and ever since