Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1892-12-01

y III tuo lOck Oh neI
Her rooms were dark and cold but not
echoed loudly through the room. It said
just ss plainly as 1t could, ''Nowhere to
go, nowhere to CO." Eyes 1 have, too"
brayely answered the little woman. 'Tve
got this home, and 1 had ought to be
thankful. I've got good many things to
be thankful for" she went on, "ef /
couldn't work, perhaps 1 sh'd have to go
to Springside farm, an that would nigh
about kill me. 1 am thankful for my
blessins; had ought to be-"
She lighted her lamp and proceeded to
make fire; she wouldn't put on any coal
to -night-she didn't have much. She
would just make a cup of tea-she was
too tired to eat any supper-and heat the
brick to warm her bed.
While she waited for the kettle to boil,
she sat in her rocking chair, which was
drawn up close beside the stove. She did
not take OFF her cloak and hood, the room
was too cold, and she tucked her hands
under her arms to keep them warm.
1t was singular how persistently that
clock kept ticking, Nowhere to 60; no.
where to CO."
Eyes have too, and 1 ought to be
thankful" !" murmured the tired woman ,snd
before she knew it she was fast asleep.
It was pathetic little face that rested
against the clean, white tidy that covered
the patchwork cushion of her chair. A
face, covered all over with fine lines, while
deep wrinkles scanned the delicate cheeks.
Framed by the full border of her hood, the
face looked fairer than usual. Despite the
lines that time had engraved, 1t had
child-l look. There was something in
nooent an9 appealing in Its simplicity and
helplessness. aud 1t seemed more like the
face of a child than of a woman who had
already reached three ecore years and ten.
The hre blszed up and the kettle sang
merrily; the clock licked as noisily as ever,
but still the tired woman slept.
When she awoke the fire was out, and
concluding that she wanted no tea that
| night she went to bed. As she tucked the
blankets around her shoulders she drowsi
ly repeated her childish prayer, 'tNow
lay me down to Sleep" and followed with
'Our Father" but before she had quite
finished the Lords prayer she had drifted
away into the land of dreams.
In the morning she walked at her usual
early hour, but remembering the day and
thinking to save coal, as well as make the
lonely hours shorter, she settled herself in
bed, and again she slept.
A rspping at the door disturbed her.
"Whose therei" she called. 'It's only
me-" 1t was the voice of the woman
down stairs. az thought I'd come up. I
didn't know but mebbe ye was sick;
didn't hear ye stirrin' round. I'll wait
here fer ye."
Whsn Mrs. Parker opened the door her
kind neighbor stood there holding pot of
the most beautiful pink chrysanthemums
that she ever saw.
81 brought these fer ye," she said, 'Tve
ben a-kespin' 'em long time, SOS TO give
'em to ye on Thanksgivin' mornin'."
"Oh! amt them beautiful flowers" said
Mrs. Parker, "but you didn't RELY bring
'em for me, now, did youl You hadn't
ought to-" and when the woman told her
that she had been thinking about giving
them to her ever since she sat up all night
with her sick baby last summer, she said,
"How good you air. I don't deserve IT.;
Pm thousan' times obleeged to you, but
you had ought to keep 'em for yourself"
She put the chryanthemums in the win
dow, then kindled the fire aud prepared
her breakfast, but she was too excited to
eat. She kept jumping up and running
to the window to look at her treasure.
She talked to the pretty pink flowers and
she fondled them; and once she kissed q
little blossom and called it darling. She
was 80 engrossed with them that she failed
to hear gentle knock at the door, until ii
was repeated more loudly.
In response to her invitation to "come
in" the door opened to admit a child from
, one of the tenements below, who brought
q letter which she said the carrier had Just
left for Mrs. Parker.
'tFor me- said the amazed woman, ''who
In the world hss sent me letteri Deal
mel wonder who 1t come FROM" bustlins
around the room in search of her spectscles,
which were safely on the top of her head.
"Sure enough its for me-" studying the
: address on the envelope when at last she
found her spectacles. "But who do you
spose it come FRONT" 1t was go unusua
D curred to her that she could solve the mys
4 terry by opening IL, until, after looking o.
1t, and turning il over and over, and study
ing the postmark, which was sadly blurred
she suddenly thought she would open tn,
letter. This took come little time, for sh,
must get her scissors and cut 1t CAREFUL,
across the end.
To her great surprise, the frat thing sh,
saw was a crisp, new, twenty-dollsr bill
8 'IDear me susl" said she aloud "what doe
; this meant 1t can't be for me-" But 1
, WAS Let us look over her shoulder ant
read with her.
CHICAGO Nov - ~
|. dear Gramma-i send you q present Of 30 DO
d lers you mus by sum new close with IL an
q cummin after you about tthe 2i Of desember an
4 am goin TO tskesyou home to live with us an
are pS oar sGeS tssss aSa an Oss
II Jake and sez TO mother Its q CRATE shame fe
. | gramma to be workin so hard when Ghee 90 oil
and mother she cri and said it was. and w
. want You TO git reddy rite away for i am cont
d without fale We all send love TO you Jour ene
a shonst granson, Dfck TAYLOR
II 1t would have done one good 70 see th
y little woman after she hRd finished resdinl
y her letter. She laughed and abe cried
= then laughed again. She was 30 hspp
she could not contain herself. "How goo
n the Lord Is, TO be sure" abe whispers
/. softly. 'To think of his givfn' me friend
1t and home when was repinin' In m
y heart last night"
She astonished the grocer by buying
d, dozen oranges. "Them whites faced chi
70 dren shall have q whole one apiece" sh
ID thought, ''instesd of dividin' one int
p quarters to make It 60 round" And al
o. bought pound Of candy, and was a Ion
IL time selecting 1t, putting in at the Ia
ie some peppermint sticks for the baby. The
d, she purchased q can of turkey, and son
It. vegetables, and raisins, handing In c.
ie change her new, twenty dollar bIl to Il
i'd grocer, who stared his surprise. 'Ii
granson out in Chicago" she said simpl
a but oh, 80 proudly. I'm goin' out the
ey to live"
ID And the kind hearted man congratulate