The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1894-03-26

Offering and an explanation OF the mystic
symbolism OF the lovely flower
lilly came in as Miss Susan was bending
in delight over the lily stalk. Tilly wanted
to know whether Miss Susan would HAe
some corued beef for dinner. Miss Lu,an
came out Of the region Of mysticism and
fragrance and beauty back 70 earth once
more But all day long as she busted her
self about her various household occupG-
tions the verse OF Il poem She had read some
where kept ringing in her ears:
In the beauty OK the lilies
Christ was born across the sea.
The lilies grew and tLriycI Easter was
a5 hand One day Miss SusaA received 4
call from her Clergyman
He was good young Uan, earnest and
sincere. Ills respect for Miss Susan was
great. She was devOut and God fearing,
charitable, faithful worker in tha Lord 5
vineyard. What more natural than for him
to turn TO her for assistance and advice?
Miss Susan,' be said, after the custom.
lrv greetings had been exchanged, Il have
come to consult you about very poor fam
i.y which has Just moved into the village,
@ mother and child-a boy Of about TO-
The mother is q very sick womau-indeed
she appears TO be in the last stages Of con.
sumption. The child is o nice, bright lit
r,e fellow and devoted to his mother But
they are so poor. called there yesterday,
and really it was most terrible They need
everychinG-clothing, food, fuel. sent
over few things last evening and have
spoken to one or two this morning and re.
nersJeriag tLSt I have never appealed il
vain 10 your kind heart I told nay wife !
should drive out here and lay the case be-
fore YOU"
Why, certainly, elder, III DO everything
can. What do you waut'"
* think perhaps the best plan would be
. or you to 90 and see them. Women s eyes
axe in more than mems The poor mother
must be made comfortable at once, As her
| lays are numbered. %
III go this afternoon. Where is it"
.sked Miss Susan.
They're living in that miserable hut on
Dr. Jackson7 place BY the way, added
/ ho minister as he took his hat 10 70, pos
iiblJ you may have knovnth mother. She
/ ,1ld me she lived in these parts when she
was girl and that she wanted to come
back 70 die near her old home. It was very
sad Ills hand was on the door knob Her
maiden name, she said, was Amy Ransom
.he married a man of the name Of Bowers
[ believe she said he was also a native Of
This town. Well, good morning, Miss
Susan am so glad you can 90 this after
l0ou.n
Tie drove away, and cold and rigid Miss
susan sat looking after him, trying to
/ .hink
/ Amy R1nsOm-marricd a man Of the
tame Of Bowers-no, no, ID could not be
res it must
All the torrent Of years pcnt up in that
| onely, withered old breast burst forth.
Rage and revenge rose and shook danunci-
/ ltory hands at the past In that plain,
I0meiy room, an humble setting for trag-
/ .dy, o story Of intense human suffering was
Enacted b. this sad faced spinster, who had
)eea trying for years to forget She saw
lerself a Toung girl once more, joyous, conf
/ lent, eypectant. Again she walked through
ihe old fashioned garden with the man she
owed She smclle1 the llacs she heard
/ he robins in the spring. She was no longer
DID, ugly, desolate Life aud love were in
ler hands.
Poor Miss Susanl When the storm had
passed and she realized tioJ J.r woman
who had years ago stolen tha Usl sue loved
rom her wns near her. poverty stricken
md dying, she said aloud in bitter tones:
Serves her right lie, her diel Let her
,uTerl have suffered for years and could
lot die"
Go near her-touch the hand Of the WON
m who had ruined her liie2 Neycrl Her
'cligiOn did not help her now. She had not
ihe grace to do IT, Still, fearing the speech
IF people, she wrote her minister that, find
ng it was not possible for her to visit the
sick woman, she sent sDine money to he
ised for her benefit on the condition that
Mrs Bowers-how her pen faItered over
,he name-sho never know who was the
lOnor
Good soul, murmurcd the clergyman,
good, strong, modest SOUL That's just
ike her Always taking care that the left
aand shall not know what the right hand
lOeth" And so Amy Bowers last days
we're made very comfortable by Miss Sut
sans generous contribution
But what Of Miss Susnn2 She shut her.
'elf up in the farmhouse and gave way 70
despair Her gentle, peaceful face grew
1urd and imbittcred IL was so dreadful,
after all the years of repression and crowd
ng form Of phantOms, to have these ghosts
rise and ilaunt themselves In her very face
She suffered anew suffered as only women
who live those narrow lives, with no re-
sources to distract their tortured minds,
,an suffer, All the comfort she found was
IN her Bible and her lilies.
Slowly, day by day, they unfoldcd aud
when, on the morning before Easter, they
burst into the full glory Of their wa2cn
beauty poor Miss Susan, who for days had
rat dry eyed and heartbroken, felt blessed
rain of tears start to her eyes
Those tears were great relief to Mis-,
Susan Possibly they saved her reason
At all events they softcned and chastencj
ler, and when Tilly bringing in the break
fast, told her that Giles had brought WORD
that Mrs. Bowers had died in the night
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