Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1893-03-30

he would throw no more good money
after bad, he said; but Stephen, with
determination that many thought kind
CT madness, worked away.
And really, lin the fourth year. 1t
looked as il he would succeed. A por-
ton that had been finished produced
such crop as made the farmers round
the craggy hills doubt their own eyes.
Stephen was jubilant; what could be
done for two acres could be done Tor two
hundred. He had proved his position,
and was more enthusiastic than ever over
his idea.
But Maggie was almost hopeless. She
was beginning to suffer for very necessi-
ties; strange, hard men came with au.
thority about her home, and stephen
looked so i'll and haggard and was so IT.
ritable that her cup was full OF sorrow.
One gloomy afternoon, when 1t rained SO
heavily that work was impossible, she
ventured to try TO reason with and com
| fort the gloomy man, looking dolefully
across the empty farm-yard toward tie
great, fat, dreary Moss. III
at will soon be over, my dear Mig
ole. - he said. Tomorrow am gdng
into Kendall, TO get another five hundred
pounds, If can, upon the farm plGisn-
| ing and the remnant of the stock. l am
sure. If get it, to put the who'll Moss
under wheat this year, and that VIII
practically save us. II don'tl have
lost nv estate and all these, yeas labor,
and we shall leave this place, Deggars,
within a month. You know ihe worst
now, Maggie" !.
The next day, amid the driing storm,
she watched her husband mKe ms last
desperate effort. She turne ana looked
upon the pleasant room, win her three
children playing unconscidsiy about IL;
then she fled upstairs, and falling down
upon her knees, poured OF all her heart
in passionate, pleading payer; AS sne
rose, with streaming eyes Uncle Joseph
last words flashed acoss her minu'
Somehow, they held rw meaning ior
her. She unlocked her Gawer, ana lllteo
the old brass-bound box carefully ana
tenderly out.
at has comforted my iathers anu {,
, mothers for many a gneratlon, sne salu
} softly. 81 will see hat 1t VIII 90 lol
| me-" And she uclasped IL Win
! PRAYER: - Il was brught low, ana ne
t helped me-
They were good lords, ana she reau
the whole psalm 4, ough and turned the
, Loaf A Hank .of-lngland bill tor one
= bundled mounds I'll at her feet Shit
( lifted it as thoua 1t had iallen IRON
heaven and commenced to turn, witt
oooor trembling myers, the well-worr
r pages. One afteanother, Diiis nuttere'
INTO her Ian uhl, from between the
. boards Of Uncle Joseph's wedding-gift
she had taken etht thousand elght nun
dred pounds.
t Can any on guess now sne Pr@ye'
y again and will what radiant face sh
! met the cross. Eretched man that, half
! drowned withthc storm, walked, abou
!; snndown. NIB the hearthstone}
"Stenhen Stephenr' she cried JOY
ouslv "Neer look sad again! Uncl
Joseph's weding-gift has saved us
# And she spred the money before him.
- Maggie WIS right; the money save
stephen ever way. He bought Thwalt'
; out: he paidoff all claims on his home
n he restockethis farm, and triumphant
= finished thclraining of Druid's Moss.
. Moooie's ortune was oddly given, bl
= the eecentrc old man did not judge fl
, amis. Hiwedding gift was blessed
:, he intendet it should be-in two ways
for Maooitand Stephen learned to lo'
ss,Ir,- for the Iuuteriui hoiP 10 iIr
= brought tenn in their extremity, but al
=, for the pbmise of the far more excee'
r mo and pundant riches which 1t PROF
ises and rovides for The Ledger.