The Globe-republican., 1894-11-16
Daily Bread in Hard Times.

III s dread1ul TO live this way! 1 do
wonder why God dosen't answer your
prayer and send you some work." said
Mrs. Wilson.
care you hungry, wife? I am sure I
thought we had very good breakfast"
responded John Wilson.
''But we've nothing for dinner.''
''But it isn't dinner time yet, my
wife,"
swell, must confess I'd like to know
what we are to have just little while
before dinner time
''GOd has said our bread and water
shall be sure, but he has not promised
that we shall know beforehand where
it's coming FROM
''Father," said little Maggie, do you
s'pose God knows what time we have
dinner"
Eyes, my dear child, 1 suppose he
knows exactly that. I've done my best
to get work, and I'll go out now and
look about; you go to school and don't
be the least mite afraid, Maggie. There'n
be some dinner
''But we're out of soap and starch,''
said the mother.
''As for starch you couldn't use it if
you had it. I'm sure had soap when
washed my hands this morning." said
John.
Eyes, little bit; but it's not enough
to do the washing.''
''But the washing will not come till
next Monday. AS for the starch, it isn't
one of the necessaries of life."
eff had some potatoes 1 could make
some, ''said Mrs. Wilson, musingly.
swell, I'm going out now to try and
find some work. You just cast your
burden on the Lord, mother, and 20
about your housework just as if you
knew what was coming next, and don't
60 and take the burden right up again.
That the trouble with you. You can't
trust the Lord to take as good care of it
as you think you would, and so you take
it up again, and 60 round grooming
under the BURDEN
swell, l do wonder he lets such
come. Here you've been out of
work these three months, with only an
occasional days work, and you've been
a faithful, conscientious Christian ever
since knew you"
''I've been an unfaithful, improbable |
servant, and that's true, mother, what
ever you may think of of me-" replied
John Wilson, humbly. "God is trying
our faith now. After he has provided
for us So long, what will he think of us
if we distrust him now, just because
want seems to be near, before even it has |
touched us?''
''I'hOu knOwest, o Lord, that I've |
done my best to support my family. My |
abilities are small, but I've done my
best. Now, Lord, I'm waiting to see
thy salvation. Appear for me. Let me
not be put to shame.
Increase my faith, increase my hope,
Or soon my strength will fail.
So he prayed in his own simple fashion
Is he walked along.
At the dinner hour he drew near to
MS own door with something of shrink
ing and dread. But the children rushed
out to meet him with joyous shouts.
''Come right in, father; quick! We've
got splendid dinner all ready. We've
been waiting for you, and we'er fear
ully hungry"
The tired steps quicken, and the
strongly drawn lines in the weary face
;oftened to look of cheerful questioning
'uch as was 0ftenest seen there. He came
q and stood beside his wife. who was
Gaming over the fire. dipping soup out
# the big dinner pot with ladle.
''How is this, mOther?" said he.
"Why, father, Mr.. Giddings has been
'ver from Bristol. He came just after
'ou went out. And he says a mistake
vas made in your account last August
which he has just found out by accident;
e owed you fifteen shilIings more, and
e paid it to me. So IL
81 don't think it was by accident,
,ough," said John Wilson, interrupt
1g her.
swell, 1 thought as we had nothing
II dinner I'd better buy some meat
i'd
ssDo you think it was accident that
mt US that money to-day, mother:"
.rsisted the thankful man.
mo. don't think so,'' said his wife
,mbly. II think it was Providence.
nd I'm thankful, I'm thankful I'm
re. did try to trust, but I'll try
rider next time. You haven't heard
e whole. though. Mr.. Giddings wants
N next Monday for all the week, and
thinks all SUMMER"