The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1890-01-24

; var ny year less fit for hard labor. Th,
'arm was not productive. povort.
p'hch, tho inevitable recurrence ~ ~,
same things To b. done day after AZ :
"ontn after month, the same noeds ~
lowed BY the Same fatipues--a1i ,hos,
nris ma 70 bear; and all the while N.
enliu nad that love and longing for ~.
beautiful which is part Of the artist,
Equipment, and tho deprivation y
wnicn y Keen suffering. ;Swect sights
sounds smells-all these She cravcd
ana could get only in such measure :,
ner daily work enabled her 10 ret fror
mat world Of nature which Is thosat;s
faction Of eager hearts TO whom III
other pleasures are denied.
The fir wood on tho upper hin wa,
ane temple where she worshIped
There she went with her Bible Sundar
afternoons with her patching and stock
ing mending on other days. There she
dreamed her dreams and praved ~,
prayers. and while there shs was con.
tent Hut all too soon would como tho
sound OF tho horn blown from bclow =,
call from the house, ''srle, Brie, the
men are coming to supper; make haster'
ana she would be forced to hurry back
70 the work-a-day world.
Harder times followed. When she
was Just twenty her father fell from bis
loaded hay wagon and fractured his
thigh. There was no cure for tho hurt
ana after six months Of hopeless attend
ance he died. Brio and her moth ar wcra
ieiS together on the lonely farm. with
the added burden Of large I'LL for doc
toring and medicines, which pressed like
heavy weight on their honorable
hearts.
Inc hired man, Reuben Hall, was we'll
disposed and honest. but before Mr..
Dorsets death he had begun 10 talk OF
going West. and Brie forcboded that he
might not be willing TO stay with thom.
mrs. Dorset, broken down BY nursing
ana sorrow, had become an invalid. I'M
able 70 assist, save in the lightcst way.
Tho burden was sore for one pair OF
young shoulders to bear. Brio kept up
brave face by day, but at night hor-
rors OF helplcssness and apprehension
seized her. The heavens seemed a.
brass against which her feeble PRAYERS
beat IN vain; the future was barred, Is
u were, with an i'm passable gate.
What could she do? Sell tho farm?
That would take time. for no ono in par
ticular wanted to buy it. II Reuben
would only stay by them they might be
able to fight 1t out for another wear. and.
what with butter and eggs and tho corn
crop, make enough for his wages and
bare living. But would Reuben STAY?
Our virtues sometimes treat us as in
vestmcnts do, and return dividend
when we least expect it. 1t was at this
hard crisis that certain good deeds OF
Brie's in the past stood her friend. She
had always been good to Reuben. and
her sweet ways and consideration for
his comfort had gradually won a pass
age into his rather stolid affections.
Now seeing the emergency she was in.
md the courage with which she met it,
he could not quite find tho heart TO
leave the little gal to make out by her
'elf." Fully purposing to 60, no stayed,
outing on the idea Of departure from
month TO month, and though true to his
dea Of proper caution, he kept his good
Intentions 70 himself. 50 that the relief
4 having him there was constantly
empered by the dread lest he might 20 |
Z any time; still Il was relief.
So April passed, and May and June.
The crops were planted the vegetables
q. Brie strained every nerve. She
ctted her hens and coaxed every posi-
lie egg out Of them. she studied the
astes Of the two cows. she maintained |
brave show Of cheer for her ailing
nothcr, but all the time she was sick at
cart Every thing seemed closing in.
low long could she keep 1t up?
The balsam frs OF the hill grove
ould have told tales in those days.
hey were Bric's sole confdants. The
they gave, the counsel they
were mutc indeed, but
one the less real to the anxious girl
no sat beneath them. or laid her cheek
a their rough stems. June passed. and
it'll early july came tho answer to
rie's many prayers. 1t came. as an
gers 20 prayers often do. in a shape OF
hich she had never dreamed.
~ 49, %hot tiVt ttOiHtI III NTIUl~ ,
ar School No. 3, Ward Nineteen. OF
e good city OF Boston, came, tired out
ON her winters work to spend a few
Iys with Farmer Aliens wife, her sec
ID cousin, stopped one day at the Dor !
is door, while driving. to ask for a .
ink Of water, took fancy to the old ,
me and lsrie. and the next day came
or to propose herself as boarder for
rec months. H.
- can only afford to pay seven dollars
week." she said, ''but on tho other
nd I will try not to make much I
'uble, II you will take me-
Seven dollars . week; only thinkw
ed Brie, glecfully, to her mother, after '
bargain was completed and Miss
'rgan gone. Doesn't 1t seem like
ortuno? It'll pay Reuben's wages. and
we ever 30 much over. And she :
Bsn't eat much meat, she says, and 2
> likes baked potatoes and cream and .
cot baked apples better than any 9
ng. And there's the kecping-room a
amber all cleaned and ready. Doesn't D
Gem IS ifshe was sent TO us, mother?v 4
Your poor father never felt like &
spin boarders." said Mrs. Dorset. II q
d to kind Of like tho idea OF 1t, but q
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