The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1890-11-21

have to deliver those Ave COWS to
Butcher Dean, / will give you some
| money for the collection" and then the
farmer took his well-flled poke t-book
and began to look over the contents,
He unrolled some bills, and after look
| ing them over two or three times no
| handed his wife a single dollar bill
She received it silently, and after
awhile she spoke again:
''Our pastor needs his pay, Solomon.
l have been informed that he is really
destitute and in need of many things.
His clothes look very thread bare and
worn, although his wife evidently tries
to make them look nicely. And then
there is poor Widow Dean and her
t@o sick children. who have been very
near deaths door. You know, Solomon,
that she has to work out by the day to
support her little family, and now for
three weeks she has been kept with
them, don't see how she has got along.
Can we not help her in some way? You
know that she is a worthy member of
our own church"
At this the pleased look" resting
| upon Holden's face was nearly all gone
and he began to wear an unpleasant ex-
preston His vito was getting very
bold.
II have already given Eve dollars
upon the pastors salary, and 1 expect
TO give five more; that is as much as
have been in the habit of giving. 1 can
| pay it now, however, if he needs it. and,
as to Mrs. Dean. they all ought to give
/ her little if she is really suffering You
| may send Dick, the hired man, down
| there with a bushel of potatoes in the
morning, and that makes me think 1
am owing her boy Harry half-dollar
| for picking up potatoes two days. 1
| don't see how I came to forget it. Here,
take it. and send that, too, or may for
get it again and as Mr.. Holden said
| this he arose to go to the town that was
only a short distance from the old farm
| house.
wait moment, Solomon Holden"
| exclaimed the wife, starting a step in
advance until she stood in front of her
| hus band. Listen to me; l shall have
a voice in this matter, for I helped you
| to get this large farm and the money
| and bonds in the bank that you call
| yours. They are just as much mine as
they are yours, and 1 shall claim the
| right to give some portion of them to
/ the Lord. Are you not ashamed TO
| speak of giving our worthy pastor the
! paltrY sum OF ten dollars? 1t ought to
be hundred if you pay as do some of
| our poor me m berS- Thsre is Franklin,
| who works for every cent he has to sup
| port his wife and three children; aud
| yet he gives fifteen dollars yearly to-
| ward the pastors support And then it
is a shame to send bushel of potatoes
| to poor Mrs. Dean when you know her
crop that Harry planted and hoed was a
| perfect failure. 1 will not insult that
| woman by sending her such a quantity
| as you suggest, and you ought to have
| given me five-dollar bill for the col
| lection to- morrow. That one-dollar bill
| will cry out against you in the judg-
| nent day and you will be speechless be-
fore the thousands of the unfortunate
ones that have suffered by flood and
| fire the present season. For shame.
solomon Holden" and the usually pale
face of the meek wife was flushed, and
her eyes sparkled with a strange light
| Mr.. Holden was as spsechless as though
he was already surrounded by the pale,
crushed thFong of food and fire suffer
| ers, and his face was flushed also. and
it was not altogether anger. for there
was a good deal of shame in the express
sion
For shame. Solomon Holden" the
wife repeated, looking him squarely in
the face.
The man trembled and his head
dropped lower down as if to hide from
the flashing fire of those bright eyes. A
silence was maintained between them,
! and then the man made rush for the
door He succeeded in getting past the
aroused wife, and was soon rushing to-
ward the village
The wind was sharp and piercing, but
a cold sweat was bursting from the
| mans face. He scarcely com pretended
| any thing until he came to the cottage
| of Widow Dean. which he was Obliged
| TO pass 1t stood very near the road,
and AIR. Holden noticed the doctors
horse and carriage standing in front OF
it The curtain had not been lowered
and the scene within was plainly in
| view. Harry was evidently better, for
| he sat in = large chair by the fire. Mr.
Holden noticed the pale face and hollow
eyes. which somehow affected him IN
pleasantly. The little sister was evi.
IDENTITY sick yet. rs the physician held a
white hand in his own
Mr.. Holden rushed on and the frs,
man he met was the minister. Good
isventag. brother Holden" he said, in
such : pleasant voice thai nc enc would
! thiAk thai b wss n ase5 af cay thiag.