The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1893-01-15
SuoY FAXON'S LILY.
BY Sacrificing 1t She Saved Grand
I1a Ordway's Life.

New hampshire mountains was all
alive with preparations for the annual
county agricultural exhibition. more
1amiliarly called the county fair or
cattle show. The wave of cxcitcmcnt
reached FaXon's Ledge, the rcmotest
corner Of the town, when Mrs. Good
WINS pony carriage stopped at Deacon
FaNon's gate.
why, it's Billy and my Sunday
school tcucher!" cried Susy, shading
her eyes on the doorstep, and recon.
nizing first horse and then driver in up.
country fashion. Racing down the
path She greeted the lady
Your mothers at home, my dcar?"
sad Mrs. Goodwin, rs they went up
the path.
"Ycs'm, an she'll be real pleased to
see you, an you en- have all the but
tcrnillS YOU want, for we churned this
mornin'- an'-an'- you like I'VE pan
cailcs"'
Il certainly do, and these hills al
ways make me hungry, and thirsty,
too"
"l'm so glad" returned the child,
laughing with pleasure. 81 made EN-
all by myself to-day, and Ebcn SAYS
they're as good as mothers, an he's
goin' To take some to the fair. He's
goin' early with his steers, an then
comm back for Cynthy Ordway an me
an my lily"
''Oh, has your amaryllis bloomcd in
time? How nice! You have shown it
To INC. hope it'll take Il prize Good
afternoon, Mrs. Fnxon!' Mrs. Goodwin
added as they reached the wcll-worn
old milestone which served us Il door
step, and gave her hand to the gentle.
thn-faccd woman that came to meet
her. ''Susy and | are talking fair al
ready, and I've come to beg something
pretty for my table"
Look! here's my lily" cried the
child. Susy pulled her teacher to IA
bench outside the kitchen window,
where, among the fuchsias and gc-
raniums, rose the clear green blades
and stately blossom stalk of an am
aryllis crowned with a cluster of in
tcnscly scarlet flowers
I'm sure there will he nothing prct-
tier ut the fair" said Mrs. Goodwin
and then, rs Susy ran down cellar Tor
the .buitcrmilll, the visitor turned to
Mrs FaXon, saying:
I'm tired of having nothing but
patchwork and pincushions and bread
and butter and cheese on the womcn's
table, aud want to have really
pretty show Of old-fashioncd things. Il
shall cover the table with mothers
white Canton Grape shawl to begin
with"
"Sal<ss alive" cried Mrs. Faxon.
And have her silver candlcsticls,
a porringcr Of my husbands and an
ivory miniature of Grandpa Hopkins.
And Mrs. Ordway has lent some blue
and-whi,c blankets that her mother
vovc, and they're under my carriage
seat now, with Mrs. Mason's andirons
and her fathers masonic apron. told
her | was coming here next, as knew
you'd have some pretty china or some
thing. You're so nice and careful, and
so was your mother before YOU"
Il don't know as there's anything
you'd care bout" began Mrs. Faxon,
modestly. Mothers chiny went most
ly to Mary Jane, she bcin' the Oldest;
but | KEEP the silver shutters tray
mebbc you'd like th2t?"
! Certainly should! Just the thing
to go with my candlesticils But every
one shall know it's yours" she quickly
added, seeing Il shadow steal over the
HuACo AuSC' lHillb VIII DC
marked whose it is, and how old, and
ALL"
$50 far as old goes" resumed tho
minor voice, II s'posc my gold beads is
about as ancient as anythin'; they was
gran'ma's baby beads. But you wasn't
loolSin' for anythin' like that, was you?"
Nothing half SO NIGEL" cried Mrs.
Goodwin, joyously. They'll be the mos.
interesting of all, and III guard them
like the apple of my eye"
"Thcy come to me cause l was
named for her, an SO did the oil cradle
we was all rocked in You wouldn't
want anythin' rs cumbcrsome's that;
but it's long sight oltlcr'n Maria
Masons andirons. cf do say it,
Mrs Faxon, said the pretty widow,
clapping her hands you're a perfect
treasure! Let me see that cradle this
minutc!"
They all climbed the steep, worn
stairs to the snn-hcatcd, hcrb-sccnted
garnet. where Mrs. Goodwia found not
only the cradle. but :, brass warming
pan, q thrcc.lcmgsd table sad y rel:o-
rated tin toot-,,ovc which used to be
taken To meeting before .hc da.::s of
church furnaces. MI c%ccp; the cradle
were. with mach laughter. brought
down and slowed around Mrs. Goodwin,
who drove gayly away. promising 20
send for the cradle next day. ne last
thing she said was: "Susy, br su:c yen
bring your ILL.,; TO ms ta3le."
Mrs. Good;,in's taHlc we 80 certcr
OF attraction in the ma: hal. aAd is
mistrcse, as usual. the qucc:' &c nc
day. Bu, complete as was hcy t'.u:nph,
and generously as the public app-c-
ciatcd her collection, her face was visit
ful and ANXIOUS Where were Susy and