The morning call., 1892-01-03

manuscript of Mr.. Miller's sermon rs he re-
flected in his study that evening, he would
have supposed that the words, Gone again,
dear dream" Scrawled on the margin, re-
ferred beyond a doubt to the dream Of ia
cob when he saw the angels Of God ascend
ing and descending.
Then there Miller boys be enough to
drive you to glory, an no mistake" de-
clared Jane a few weeks later Il wouldn't
be their m0theT-nO, not if you'd give 'em
to me-"
They're not mine to give" said Miss
Prize. what lave they done now?"
Done? They've gone and broke the pea
hen eggs, 10 see the little peacocks. sure's
you're alive. They expected TO find EN-
full-fedgrd, long tail and all, Amy s. gone
home crying"
and where are the boys?"
''Mr. Miller, he's going to send EN- 10 bed
without their supper. aud serve 'em right.
Their mothers skirked all the bother OF
EN-, sure enough!'
Without their supper-poor thingsr
cried Miss Prue "Why, its only o'clock
of summers day. / remember when l
used to be sent 10 bed by daylight when
was little aud naughty. and il always seemed
TO me horrible injustice. Jane, run over to
the parsonage, and tell Mr.. Miller he will do
me 4 favor If he will"
Basic 'em sOundly." pu, in Jane.
y
favor If ha will let them otf this time.
Now. Mss Prue, If you'd write il your
self->uTe yOu liVe-eXcuSe me, MiSs-but
l aiu't got tie face t. carry that there mes
sage And IL so happened that the Rev.
Austin Miller found himself dreaming over
a periumed note, in his study, while has ser
mon on The Mistakes of a Christ Ian" lay
forgotten before him-dreaming of the first
note he had ever received from Miss Prue,
fifteen years or so ago, the words Of which
started out from some hidden corner Of his
brain. where they had been sleeping IN
known To him; eaming0f the GewY even
lDgS IN the rose gardens OF the old parsonage,
where he studied divinity and She taught
the children their A b C'S; Of Sundays,
Wnen they sang together in the choir; Of
their troll home through green, sweet
scented lanes. He wondered If, indeed, he
was the hero Of those dreams, If he had ever
been so happy. Inc hrSt parting. the nrst
ENHANCEMENT, Wrung his heart anew. as If
they had happened only yesterday. W hat a
foolish thing their little quarrel looked Ike
to-day, seen by the light OF wears and knowl-
edge! Yet he had been the first to make an
overture toward reconciliation, thank God /.
II she accepted his overture she was 20 write
and say SO, but no word had come TO him in
reply. What hours OF dark suspense lifted
their shadows before him; how the whole
/ world hal seemed bleak ami improbable
/ without her. And in a season OF weakness,
! more, be had accepted the sympathy and
comfort nearest at hand. and had finally
| married Lefty CaTew because she loved
| him, only 70 wake up one day t. find that he
| owed all bis unhappineSs to her. Miss
| Hildreth had indeed answered, had given
Lefty the letter to mail-they had been in-
innate friends in those DAYS, intrusted
! with each others heart-beats-snd Lefty
| had detained the misSiye that would have
| healed the breach. How did lie know this
| Years after il tumbled out Of a drawer #
| old letters, and confronted him with its
1 familiar address. Miss Carew thought she
! had secured herself for all time by burning
| Pru-'s letter, but she tossed the wrong en-
| veiOpe into the CRATE. Austin Miller had
! lived bis sorrow over again after this dis
! coveTy; he had walked with it and wTestled
| with u without getting nearer happiness,
| and had long agO made up his mind 10 do
without II. Bot be had thought il due TO
Prudence Hiidreth to send her word that
by an accident her letter had come to hand
five wears too late; he said nothing Of
Letty's share In the matter, but Prudence
understood all. These memories had been
revived by PTue's hasiy note asking him TO
forgive the children for breaking up the
pea-hen's nest? tHer children, too He was
at the point Of carrying the note to his lips