The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1894-05-04

How Mrs. Lloyd Found Happiness
by Following Them.

by Following Them.
A pretty woman, who looked sad.
sat in front of bright fire in parlor
in the Waldorf hotel in New York. She
was in black. and the morning paper
Law in her lap; she was not reading. but
alone. and SO much suffering this hard
vcar-the papers all full Of il: and yet
don't know one single soul that ! can
help my own self this sad day. I'd
like 10 make a bright day for some
body that can see enjoy IL; am tired
az giving checks that only give me just
the trouble of writing them. and no
pleasure" Just then. as She thought
sadly * the past. when she had so
many 20 love her. She seemed to hear
the voice of the kind old nurse at home,
who often said: Jest foller yer lead
ms, honey jest keep follerin'. and
Coil lead YOU somcw har all de time.
I'm do it," She said. I'm 20 GU, and
foiler my leadin's to-day, and see whore
they bring me-"
In little while She was walking
quickly down Broad way with the
throng. IL think | will cross over"
she thought, at a corner. and then sew
eral wagons of various sorts came by,
and She turned back into the crowd GO
ing down town. Her heart was full Of
sadness: but il was her nature to look
out for the bright things, and she
stopped in front of two windows that
Joined. although each belonged TO a
different store. One was full OF flow
ers. and the other Of fruits and some
rare early vegetables The tomatoes
and mandarin oranges looked fresh and
tempting as they lay close to the pane
which had streaks of frost on il, for it
was very cold day for the last of
March. The flowers that filled the
other window were exquisite Easter
lilies. holding up great spikes Of bloom,
orchids hanging with their queer
shapes all across the front of the glass,
pinks and roses. delicate maidenhair
ferns, forget-me-nots and bright daffo-
dis, and many others-all made pic
ture Of delight; and she stood looking
at them a long time. sadly and yet
with pleasure While she stood there
a little girl. about eleven years old.
holding box in her hands and with a
basket or her arm, stopped also. and
gazed in with such a look of rapture
that Mrs. Lloyd felt that she must say
70 her: you love them, don't you?"
The child looked up with "A pair OF
soft, trustful eyes and said: "Oh yes,
ma'am. don't you? And love those.
too" and She moved a little toward the
other window: mother loves those lit
tie oranges"
They look nice" hrs Lloyd said.
II think love the lilies best the
child said: 1--WE used TO have SO many
flowers when we lived in Florence; but
they cost too much in this country"
Did You live in Florence long?' said
Mrs. Lloyd.
II was born there" said the child
I'VE only came to this country year
ago-to my grandma's, in Savannah;
and then she died. and we came here.
Ny father paints pictures. Doyou like
picturcsa" she said, looking mp.
Very much.- said the lady, who was
looking at her with such friendly eyes
that the child felt more and more like
talking to her
My father paints beautiful pictures;
but its too hard times to sell them
now, he says: and SO my mother makes
things. and | take them to the ex-
change"
What exchange" said Mrs. Lloyd
Why. the Woman's exchange. on
Fifth avenue. you know; and then 60
70 market with the money - cause
mother can't, the baby's SO fretty now;
she's getting teeth"
Dear me-" thought Mrs. Lloyd, II
think that Aunt Sally was right; this
must be a leading, first thing. But
now how shall go TO work to help
them?
But the child did that herself for she
SAID: My father has got picture in a
store over on Fifth avenue. II you'd
come over there. I'd show it to you; it's
N the window
Yes. Id be glad to; I'm just taking
awalS. said Mrs. Lloyd.
Il have to cross here anyway" the
chid said. II come this way To look
INTO this window; it's really shorter
me other way. but do love the flow
rrs SO, and then tell mother about
them We get to the exchange first. II
kou don't mind waiting there minute
lor me. The picture is on the way
home.-
Soon they reached the door Of the
Exchange, and the child went into the
easement door to deliver her bundles
one took out delicious looking mold
I" hlly. and from the basket some DEL