Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1894-08-09


You have good beast there" and he
pointed to strawberry roam named
Peter.
my wife is fond of that horse"
Hiram Blake's voice sounded strange.
ly to him.
''lie looks overworlSed."
'Ycs He has been doing the work
OF two horses lately. | must let him
rest bit, or he will be nothing but
skin and bones; out there is no other
way to get along. One can't do as he
would like to, but as he can"
81 wish you would let me take down
the partition between these two stalls,
they are too narrow for Peter to rest
well. A horse needs plenty of room,
and ! shall sleep better for it, too"
Once proposal like this would have
been met with dcrision, but Mr.. Blake
was surprised at his own readiness to
assist, and, while one bathed the stiff
legs, the other brought an extra meas
ure of meal. "You would soon spoil
the critters" He spoke loosely, and
a little awkwardly.
"Oh, no. said his companion, earn
estly, 81 am only pleading for their
rights"
81 didn't know they had any such
particular rights" Mr.. Bake brought
the words out slowly.
sob, yes, every living thing has
rights we are bound to respect. We
can make heaven for them here, IL
we will, and for ourselves, too"
II thought Heaven was long way
off, with an angry God to rule it."
Heaven is right round us, or we
can make it the other place, as many
do. see no anger in Gods dealings
with us. He has given us this beauti-
full world. 1t is the most boundless
love day after day; but we are slow to
learn the lesson, and to do by each
other and by every living creature
even as he is doing for us all the time"
Hiram Blake thought long while
over these words. lie had never heard
anything like the ideas expressed in
them.
One evening, seated on the piazza,
the two men quite alone, Hiram cited
the case of a woman who took money
from her husbands pocket, and asked
his friend if he did not think it was
taking what did not belong to her.
Mr.. Dixon inquired into the case-if
she worked without wages-if she re,
eeived half of the income regularly;
and, having learned the facts, declared
he thought it was plain case of
stealing. Hiram shifted uneasily in
his chair lie did not exactly like to
have the woman branded in this way,
although he had invited the criticism.
But Mr.. Dixon continues:
Eyes, a man that will force his wife
to have recourse to such extremeties-
a wife who is only a toiler, not a
sharer in the products of home-that
man is thief of the worst type. For
what should he live but to make her
happy? Instead of that, he is laying
up bitterness for himself, and sorrow
for all around him."
Hiram Blake shifted his weight from
one leg to the other. He had not ex-
pected this climax, and he hastily
changed the subject.
81 have been thinking of building
on to the kitchen, and putting more
windows in. My wife always said it
was too small and dark. What do you
thinlS?" he asked.
II should build new house, and
move this one away, il owned it, and
could afford it,"
81 hadn't thought of that; but
guess l could do it,"
Hiram took so kindly to this view Of
the situation that the next time Pau
came home and told his father he had
heard his Aunt Ruby say his mother
was never coming to this house again
Hiram only rubbed his hands and said
cheerily: SShe's right, Paul; YOU
mother never will"
He had an architect to draw the
plans, and Mr. Dixon gave many sug
gestions. In time the house was fin
ishcd and furnished, even to row o
plants in the broad bay window. The
old housekeeper knew the names o
some favorites, and even contributed
few herself, with much pride. A
last, Peter, harnessed to a low, cas-,
carriage, was sent for the long absen
wife Little Paul was the driver, ant
could scarcely contain his excitement
His father had cautioned him to sa,
nothing about the new house, for h
had planned a surprise. Paul begal
to tell about the horse. Its yours
mother, your own. No one else cal
drive Peter unless you say so. Ism
he fat? And the new carriage is al
yours. Isn't it soft and springy?'
Mrs. Blake could hardly believe he
eyes. OF course she had heard some
thing about the new building, bu
that anything so fine had been pre-
pared for her, it would have take
great faith indeed to believe. Her hu:
band followed her from room to roor
with delighted face Quite tired on
with going over the house, she sa
down in the spacious living room BIZ
fore the plants, one mass of bloom an
fragrance.
Some of them were Mr. Dixon's gil
to you, and this is mine," he said, pu
ting into her hand q deed of the place
and bank book made out in he
name, with cash account of severe
thousand dollars.
at is heaven on earth, HiramP
Those words again! AT last he fe.
he had done something to be worth
of them.-W. A. P. Neal, in Woman
Journal
: Snrinr Ono Enre.