St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1893-03-01

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My heart is sad today tor my neigh !
borS. Coming up from town to dinner |
last night l noticed broad white |
streamer floating from the knob Of the
front door of the pretty cottage across
the way. the home of my neighhor, of
whom l knew so little in the selfish city
way. l wondered If they had frit nds
who would come to them i'll their DESC
lation, when the ministry Of even ones
nearest seems such a sad mpertinence.
1t was such little while ago-a year or
two, or possibly three-since they built
their home there under my eyes. L
used 10 like to watch them; they made
me think of a pair of robins, they were
so busy and happy, as they brought in
their wonderful purchaSeS-nOt COM
mon tables and chairs, such as ordinary
people who filled the block across the
street owned. but delightful things that
love had sactifed to the use OF her sa-
cred temple, home. remember that
Wy 1.asculine SeighbOr
was braye-faced, deen-yoced young
fellow. wu0 looked as If he was the man
a woman might love and trust ana be
willing to call my king" when size
thought no one could hear her. His
gray eyes looked straight at you, and
bis brown hair had little crnkle 10 its
coSe-cut edges. The other neignbor.
his mate. was a pretty little thing. just
tall enough to reach her husbands
shoulder. with brown eyes and wonder
ful braids OF hair. that glistened drown
in the shade and golden in the sum-"
end used 10 hear her laugh and sing
as she put the new house IN order in
the morning, and the day seemed
brighter when | heard her. AS the
months went by could see her sitting
by her window bUsily stitching at
some dainty bits of white sewing. and
ON her face a tender gravity deepened
day by day, "a shadow from the coming
crown OF maternity" One morning l
missed her. the doctors horse stood be-
fore the house, and my neighOor looked
anxious as met him coming up from
take the car. | met him the next day,
and he carried hmSe!f proudly, and
laughed when his mates called after
hin. his fine face all agiOW, and said:
ITS girl" Then | began to see the
little white bundle as they carried ii to
and fro, and one evening my nelgEbOr
brought Il little carriage, line enough
for a fairy princess, but not too good
for lie wonderful little creature who
hai Gene to reveal 10 these ignorant
young people the depth and possibility
fer joy or agony of father and mother
hood. Aud then in little while,
cU"'d see Il little head, ''rinGed over
with curis, bobbing about
~ the window
or al the door. docking for papa or
chasing ihe kitty or following the little
do thai had been monarch Ufatl EeSur-
Vrleu" nsfurr Hiss Baby CAME. Some
times could hear a sweet !ittle vice,
soft and musical as Il birds, that was
beginning TO talk III Eait-inteligiOle
baby jar1on. and | knew that never was
music Of string or key half so sweet 10
Fly neiGlb orS as those halt-formed
words. All day iCng size vas bnSy about
so many things. She rocked her doll, 4
battered wreck that she, kissing and
nueKrry OF the elegant creature that
had first attracted her ladyShIp's eyes,
but which slept in her arms IN the little
white brd every night,Or sat beside her,
in GuceUlY state, wien she took her
daily airing Even the complaining
walls that her many troubles forced
from her deWy lips were music i'll that
little home.
What plans they made for the days to
come when she should 20 to the kinder
garten. They wire glad that she could |
have this loving introduction 10 the bat !
tie OF life: not that they meant that life |
should be battle for her, oh, no; no !
girl in all the world had ever been so |
loved and guarded as she should be: |
and by and by. oh. long. long time |
from this. she would be a woman, and |
they recalled the sweet days, not so very |
long ago, when first they met. How |
carefully they would watch her aSsO- |
ciateS then, so that she might be as |
blessed as ner mother had Deen-IhlS |
from my other neighhOr; and he, oh. he |
thought that no man could ever be !
made worthy Of her mothers daughter. |
How fair and sweet the future looked |
before them, and nOW-l missed the |
little smiling face from the window for |
several days. but | was too busy and !
selfish TO wonder where she was; and /
then last night the sight OF that white !
SlreamSr smOte me like a blow. On, !
my sisters, we have all been through the |
valley of the shadow. We know how 1t |
darkens the heavens, as we'll as the |
home. When the lid Of the little white |
caSket shuts down over the dimpled |
face. shutting il III with the flowers that |
strew the satin pillows (She loved the |
pretty flowers, and heard the click OF |
the key in the lock, it seemed that moth |
ing could be so
Bitterly Hard TO Bear.
When we came back to the chIldless !
house, the silence of the rooms hurt !
like a physical pam; our ears aehed for !
the sound of a baby's iingling laugh; |
our breasts were cold for the warmth Of !
little, clingfng arms. We longed for |
The aim!eSS litter on the clean-sWept |
floor. In vain friends told us of that |
better land to which the child had gone. |
Could any love be like our love? Had |
that ever failed her? We could not |
make II seem right that our little child |
should bc there alone and we not by to |
help her. What need had she Of heaven |
more than that she saw in her moth |
er'S eyes? hope that when my neigh |
bors come home and see the battered |
uOll asleep ca lHe Willie pea, ana the |
kitty roamS from room to room
looking for her gay little playmate, and |
the dog stands by the useless carriage,
and looks out of the window or wanders |
restlesSly about. with that look OF |
human sorrow in his eyes that no
animal but dog ever has, and finally |
settles himself with sigh on the rug
docs he think she will come tomorrow.
] wOnder9 that some kind, firm friend
will take copy of LongfellUw'S poems
and open the book to that sweetest of
sermons called Consolation" and go
away and leave them alone. The
mothers arms are empty, but she tries
to comfort the stricken father, from
whose face the pillows of grief have
beaten, for time, the last semblance
of youth; and sO,clinging together, poor,
heart broken things, and drinking deep
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