Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1891-09-05
MAKING TEN TWENTY.

1t was a gem Of a house, with sweet,
| homellke air pervading every nook and
corner far enough removed from the
great thoroughfare TO avoid the glare and
/ dust of the city, but not too far TO Ce
easily accessible.
A stately group of magnohas cast their
shadows and fragrance over the open bay
window. where Mrs Andrews was en-
gagged in setting to rights after the house
warming of the night before. Something
else evidently occupied her mind more than
TIE bisque ornament she was dustlng for
she paused and looking dreamlly out, said,
half aloud:
"What could he have meaLt2 there he
comes now, ] will ask him, and she Hut
tered through the window down to the en-
trance.
"What did you mean, doctor she said
after they had exchanged greetings, when
you prayed last night that we might use
our house for Gods glory?'
''What did the faithful servant do with
his Lord talents2' was the seeming irrel-
eyant reply.
But you don mean that a house is a
talent?'
"What is?" said the pastor.
Why, something that we can serve Him
with,
"And why not house, then?'
"Why, don't know-but house is just
to make happy home. ~
Exactly. aad that home is to radiate in
all directions until the increase is like the
ten other talents.
But how?" she asked, while her eyes
shone.
THAT can't tell; you will always find
enough if You look for them"
All day Mrs Andrews went around
among her pretty belongings with pre-
occupied air. The books, the pictures,
the curlosities from far away lands, all
seemed to say, How are you going to
use us p
Mr.. Andrews business as a cotton
buyer and broker had taken him abroad
and now, tired with wandering, they had
come back to their old home on the Chica-
saw bluffs, as Memphis used to be called
to settle down again TO quiet life.
There is nothing like home after all,
is there?' said he, as they sat on the
moon.lit veranda
mo, indeed, she replied; "and,
hope nothing will ever come to make us
lHdNt IT. again louJ Nth you h14A1 WHdG
Dr. Martin said about our using the
house for Gods glory
Yes noticed it. but it passed out Of
my mind
"Weu, he says a house is talent and
we must use it to multiply it; but how
can one do itf'
you will find a way, don doubt, " he
augne6
1--WE been thinking" she said, slowly
"as God has given our own darling hap
Ply home, perhaps be means us to open it
to some one eses dear one S.
do you mean to adopt a child?" her
husband said.
mo, WASH thinking of that. "
well is it a gospel feast3 case of the
lame, the halt, etc, Y
mo, she answered; that would be
party merely. That might come in
though.
81 give it up then | am no Gdipus
You must read the riddle.
al an not quite sure that | know my
self, but my idea was to take one evening
in the week, hunt out those who are in
need of home influences and have none,
and bring them into our home and make
them feel that they belong some
where. don't want 10 be visionary, but
don't you think it might be done, so as to
brighten some cherries lives and Tighten
some sad hearts
my dear, her husband answ red, 81
should have thought such g place the
garden OF Eden if it b2d been open to
me when ! came here q f0rlOrn and nom.
sick boy, with not a soul to care whether
lived or died. But that reminds me of
card put into my hands as left the
elevator.
He stepped inside the ball read the note
then laughingly put into his wife hands.
Dear Andrews, it ran. 81 wisn you
would do something for Wright tonight.
don Z think there is much the matter
with him now, but he looks badly, and
will be III if somebody don't look after
him. ] can't but feel that we are respol-
sib,e for the clerks, 80 take him ia hand
if you can. am Of to New Orleans in the
morning
There, Nan, is something for You to
begin on. | will send him up tomor-
row
The afiernoco sun bIazed on the pave
ment. as young man cane YEARLY down
the street
! don Z believe II 90 in after all, he
muttered. What does she care about me,
and my head aches now, and he turned
back, but the idea OF bis steaming third.
story room made him hesitate, until the
cool shadows and the tinkle Of the foun-
tain drew him on.
The faint bel-2ul was not answered,
and. really not able to stand he dropped on
the sofa in the hall, an8Stnere Mrs. An
drews found him asleep
Oh be exclaimed starting up and
coorlng furiousIy pardon me.
1T l. who must beg pardon for keep
ing you waiting, bat here il my apology, ]
and sue handed him a branch Of Marechal
Neil roses.
"Oh. low deliciousl" he exclaimed, in
haling the fragrance.
How tired you must get in the hot city !"
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