The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1891-03-27


same time the illumined lace ~ ner
childs new mother. and. perhaps. be-
cause the eyes ~ the dying are 80 much
sharper ihn orr>. which s''ii look
,nrthward. she seemed - read. ~ II NJ
ulion. the thought and rnrpc-
~ u illnmined IL
"nh mother. mother. ycu cannst
"h \: cannot let you go'' walled
~avr ~ Anthony. throwing himself
p""r n,si. her; but though the nerve
down be~'a> ntly cncirclcd him, Il was
less arm mste 'cnt ~ new hope tho
20 this cmboiiA voice frst addressed
mothers falling
itself him?- she said.
VIII you eSN = him when l am
''Vill you watelr ovtN ~ now-he has
gone? He is god = dness 70 INV
brought nothing fnt 81 become q
heart. win you hesp \ i'm y are but
good man? I know ". 10 80 ~ ~.
death makes me bold.- an ! 90 ave
lievc you would come % n * a.
II you meant 70 refuse me-
The doctor standing nc she 100. - 80
bed shook his head fcarf,sliy. "er =.
quest seemed SO wild, and W y ~ air"'u
Of the issue: but down on her \ nees ~
the poor bedside, IN the shab}ies room
Of the shabby west end boarxlinel ouse.
fell Helen Scott-Payne. and wit ho"'
either fear or faltering made reply:
II did not come here Of myself
think our dear Lord has been lcsdiR
me all through this day, and now lie j.
saying to me, as lie said to His own \
mother: Woman. behold thy son.'
do you think would even dare 20 /
disobcy Him? will do for your boy |
exactly what would do for my own,
and oh. when you meet my boy in Par
adise, know he will be glad to hear /
that his mother is no longer desolate.
II will surely tell him." the poor
weak voice whispered. and then, softly |
pressing the little tear-stained cheek
beside her, the mother said: And
Anthony, you win be 70 herall that you
would have been to me-more II posi-
BILE. Death has lost its terror since
leave you in her care.
All that day and throughout the next
Mrs. Scott Payne watched that feeble |
spark Of life with unremitting tender |
ness. and when. early on Easter morn |
ing. il went finally out, with hands as
gentle and reverent as sisters, she |
composed the tired body to
Lie with feet toward the dawn
Till there breaks the last and brightest Easter |
morn"
Then taking her boy-really hers now
into her loving yearning arms, she
| hushed his sobs with her kisses. and
whispered over and over the blessed
promises which were being said and
sung in the little church from which
they were both that day absent. ] fear
| that Just at first. in the terrible sharp
ness Of child's overwhelming grief.
poor Anthony paid but small heed To
any Of them, but by and by some Of
| their peace and comfort stole into the
sore young heart. and underlying the
greater truths, which he could grasp
but dimly. was the assurance that
where Johnny had gone his mother had
followed. and lively hope that, wher-
ever Johnny's mother might 60 IN the
future, he would always be with her.
II is generally child's way often,
alas. the way Of those who are no long
err children--to take comfort In the less,
rather than the greater, but TO the
credit 81 this particular child's belief il
must be said that, in the years which
have gone by since that Easter morn
ing. his loving faith in his adopted
mother has never in the slightest de-
gree been violated. Those who were
the earliest friends Of whom have told
you are still devotcdly his friends, and
are given to stoutly asserting that be-
fore many years Anthony Kramer will
literally reward all those who have be-
friendcd him: but when Mrs. Scott
Payne overhears any such predictions
she only says: Love has been its own
reward to mel want NO other. Hes
ter v. Brown. in Boston Sunday Herald.