The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-09-03

Il able acts OF noighboriy Kindness, ~
only the recording arsel OF good deeds
knows.
Well might she ~ .iredl II was new
to her to be caresssd, TO have tender
hands lead her to her room and loos-
on her dress, tender voice coax her
to lie down.
"Now, / will darken the window
Daisy said, "and you are to rest.
Sleep, II you can, until dinner time"
"But, Daisy, you can not make the
| dinner"
II will try" was the quick reply,
and Aunt Mary submitted.
Washing patatoes. Smelling peas,
| frying ham, making coffee, all allowed
thought to be busy, and Daisy, sigh
ingly, put away some OF her
day dreams over her homely
| tasks.
~ cannot be a lady," she thought,
"and John won't be a gentleman, But
will try to pay my share OF the
debts"
She had taken of her founces and
hat and put on plain dress and
large check apron before she began to
work, and she was rather astonished
as her kitchen; duties progressed,
to find herself happier than she
had been since she returned
home.
When John came to dinner he was
astonished to find Aunt Mary "quits
dressed up" as she blushingly said, in
a clean print dress and white
apron, her dear old face show
ing no sign Of heat or weari-
ness, while Daisy, with added
bloom and bare white arms, was car
| rying in the dinner.
1.-THE new girl at your service, ~ she
said, saucily, as she pulled down her
sleeves. h,
DINNER is ready, SIR" "
But her lips quivercd as he bent
over her and whispered: I
"God bless you dear! Forgive
me if l was too .hasty this morn
ing"
It was O merry meal. They made
u play that was more than half earn
est of Aunt Mary's being a great lady
who was to be waited upon. and mot
allowed to rise from the table upon
any consideration. Dinner over, John
returned to his blowing, and Aunt
Mary, firmly refusing to sit in idleness,
was allowed to wash cups and saucers
while Daisy made short work OF pots
and pans.
John said but little as the days
wore on and still found Daisy at her
post. 1t was not in the nature of
things for Aunt Mary to sit with fold.
ed hands, but it became Daisy's task
to inaugurate daily maps, to see that
only the light work came to the older
hands, to make daily work less of a
toll and more OF a pleasure.
| The young girl herself was surprised
to find how much she enjoyed tho life
| that had seemed to her O mere drudg-
cry.
With younger hands to carry on the
| domestic affairs, they ceased to en-
gross every hour oft day, and John
encouraged Daisy in making use OF the
stiff, shut-up parlor as daily sitting
room. A pair OF muslin curtains at
each window were skillfully draped to
keep out the flies, the center-table re-
signed it's gay vase OF stiff, artificial
| flowers and stand of wax fruit. to make
room for two dainty work baskets for
afternoon work and the periodicals
John took in.
| Over the shiny horse-hair sofa and
chairs pretty bits OF embroidery were
draped, and fresh flowers were sup
piled each day. Aunt Mary's caps,
collars, and aprons were adjusted to
! suit the peY order OF things, and the
easiest OF chairs stood ever ready for
her resting time. vkAs1'- = ~
John, bringing to his task the same
will and brains that had carried him
through college, was inaueurating a
new order of affairs on the farm, and
made the work pay we'll.
Once more came q June day, when
Daisy sat in the fields, and John stood
leaning against the tence beside her.
Four years OF earnest, loving work
had left traces upon both young faces,
ennobling them, and yet leaving to
them all the glad content that re-
wards we'll doing.
Many hours OF self .denial both had
met bravely; many deprivations both
had borne well. Daisy wore q black
dress, and upon the hat in Johns
hand was deep band OF crepe, but
through sadness in their voices there
yet rung tone OF happiness.
"You love me Daisy" John had said
to her.
"When have not loved you? she
softly answered.
"And you will be my wife? Darling,
have long loved you, but after Aunt
Mary was struck down with paraly-
sis would not ask you to take up
new duties. Now she needs you no
longer, and you shall leave the farm
whenever you WISH"
"Leave the farml" Oh. John, must
we leave it9 / Thought it was yours
now"
$50 it is"
"And you have made so beautiful,
as well as profitable! Oh, John, why
must we leave it?"
"Only because thought it was your
wish, my darling"
at would break my heart to go
away. love my home"
And John, taking the little figure in
to close embrace, wondered il any
city could produce q sweeter, daintier
little lady than the one he held in his
arms.-Home Queen.