Middletown transcript., 1893-05-20
WIN ONE.
by MARY LOWE DICKINSON.


Katherine Brooks belonged to the
Win One Chapter. She had her little sill
yer cross a whole year before she had
heard Of this branch of the orders
work: She was young and SO brave
and bright that everybody thought her
pretty. She was out Of school now
and the circle to which she belonged at
- Seminary was scattered. 1t had
been very lovely tie that bound them,
and the little meetings in the upper
room of the class building had been
very sweet, and the girls had tried
more or lees earnestly to do the school
work In His Name. The teachers
would have said the orders influence
in the school was good. There was
more courtesy, less Sian less snuhbing
of the poorer and more helpfulness To-
ward the duller girls. Of course. il
must have meant that there was more
sweetness duu pnllChSO ni'u tS''io' " -
on the inside, or these outward signs
must have failed, for the spring is no
sWeeter than its source.
Be that as it might, for good or evil,
that life was over now. Kate was lin
society, - but somehow there had drop
ped out of its daily round of pleasant
occasions the music Of His Name.
She went faithfully to church-it had
been the habit Of the family life. She
laughed and sang and chatted and
hirted through days that were crowded
with social pleasures.
She wore the little cross when she
did not forget it, or was not too hurried
in dressing 10 remember it, and she still
said her prayers-raiher sleepy ones, to
be suTe-before she closed her eyes at
night. Everything looked well, and
certainly everything would have been
well but for an undercurrent of unrest
and dissatisfaction beneath all the
sparkling surface Of her life. She did
not know, dear child, that it was the
angel Of God gently stirring the waters
of her soul, and for the same reason
that He sent an angel to trouble the
Tool Of Bethesda.
She did not understand yet that the
troubling of the waters meant the
cleansing Of the waters, and that the
.eason why God could not be
content to have them stagnant and i'm
pure, was tb there we're sick souls
y hu need tie healing that pure hearts
always bring 10 those they take into
/ heir tenderness, wrapping them round
with love as the waters EMBODIED those
who stepped within the pool.
There was good deal beside that
the young wearer Of the cross had not
yet learned, but her Teacher, who is
not impatient, and who is never in a
hurry, did not forget her, though He
saw her drifting through the pleasures
Of her New York visit, without very |
many thoughts of Him.
1t Vas Lent, but Lent is not very |
somber time in New York, aud the
service every day did not shut out the
gaitty of every night. There was a
good deal to enjoy. and Katherine en-
joyed 1t to the full until the angel sent
of God stirred to their depths the
waters of her life.
1t was breezy March evening and
Cousin Tom had romised to take her
to the theatre. 1t was Lent, but then
it was early, and, by and by, certainly
in Holy Week. she meant to be very
strict indeed. Besides she was not
often in New York and Tom was 50
busy with all his clubs and things that
he was not always available as an es-
ccrt, and since Tom was little in
clined 20 be wild it was only right that
she should please him lest she should
lose all influence over him for good.
All this went throug her mind as
she adjusted her hat and drew on her
gloves. AS she gathered up the lace
at her throat and took up the little pin
which she usually wore at her throat,
her eye caught the fash of its pendant
her little silver cross. For an instant
she besitsted, then with an impatient
esture she quickly detached it and
dropped it into the little jewel box.
ut isn't bit of use to try to wear it
always! 1t isn't suitable, anyway,
" hen one is dressed; it should be of
pearls or something less conspicuous
and plain. Besides, Tom hates it. He
thinks it is only fad and l know he
wouldn't like to see it tonight" and
she ran down to him as fresh and lovely
a creature as one could wish TO see.
They reached the theatre.
whats thisp" said Tom, observing
that as large throng seemed to be
moving away from the place as was