Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1892-08-25
Mechancsbwn Frederick County, Maryland Thursday August rs. 1892
MAKING TIN TWDN1'Y,

1t was q gem Of Il house With u sweet
homelfke air pervadlng every nook ans
corner, far enough removed from TIL
great thorocghfare to avoid the CLAIR
and dust of the city bast not too far d
be easily accessible.
A stately group Of nnagnollas Gus
their shadows and fragrance over the o
pen bay window where Mrs. Andrew
was engaged setting things to rights at
ter the housewarming of the night Se
fore. Something else evidently occrpie'
her mind more than the bisque orna
ment she was busting, Tor she paused
and looking dreamiIy out, SAID hal
aloud
What could he have meant? There
he comes now, | will ask him. and sh
Auttered through The window down tt
the entrance.
What did you mean, doctor ? sht
said. after they had exchanged greet
ings. 'when you prayed last night tha
we might use our house for Gods glo
ry:'
What did the faithful servant dc
with his lords talents p was the seem
inaly irrelevant reply.
But you don mean that house is a
talent? 2
What is p said the pastor.
Why, something We Can serve Him
WITH
And why not house, then!
why, don't know but a house is
just to make happy home
Exactly, and that home is to radiate
in all directions, till the increase is like
the ten other talents.
But how ? she asked, while her eyes
shcne.
That | can't tell you; you will find
always enough if you look for them.
All day Mrs. Andrews went around
among her pretty belongings with a
preoccupied air. The books, the pic
lures, the curiosities from farawav lands,
all seem to say, How are YOU TO use us?'
Mr.. Andrews business us a cotton.
buyer and broker had taken him abroad
and now tired with wandering, they had
come back to their old home on the
Chicasaw Bluffs, Gas Memphis used to
be called. to settle down again to qui.
ct life.
There lis nothing like home, after AL,
is there p SAID he, as they sat on the
moonit veranda.
No, indeed she replied, and hope
nothing will come to make us Leave 1T
again. But did you notice what DR..
Martin said about our using the house
for Gods glory ?
Yes, noticed It, but it passed out OF
my mind.
Well, he said house is a talent and
you must use it to multiply ii; but how
can one do it
You'll find way, | don't doubt he
laughed.
I've been thinking, she said slowly,
as God has given our darlings happy
home, perhaps He means us to open l.
to ONE one else dear ones
Do you mean to adopt "a child p her
hu band asked.
No, l wasn't thinking of that
well, is it a gospel feast? Case of
the lame he halt, etc ?
No she answered that would be Il
party merely. That might come H.,
thought
Il give it up, then. | am no Chdl'
pus. You must read the nddle.'
I am not quite sure l know myself,
but my idea was to take one evening in
the week, hunt out those who are in
need Of horae influences and haze none,
and bring them into our home and make
them feel that they belong somewhere.
| don't want to be a missionary, but
don't you think it might be dol 50 as
tc brighten some cherries lives and
tighten some sad hearts?
My dear, her husband answered, |
should have thought such place the
Garden of Eden if it bad been opened to
me when came here, forlorn and
homesck boy, with not a soul to care
whether l lived or died. But that re-
minds me of a card put into my hands
as l left the eleyator.'
lie stepped inside the hall, read the
note, then laughingly put into his ~ifes
hands.
Dear Andrsws,' it ran, 4 wish you
would do something for Wright to.
night. don't think there is much the
matter with him now, but lie looks
badly, and will be i'll If somebody don't
look after him. can but feel that we
are RESPONSIBLE for the clerks, so take