The Monticellonian., 1895-11-22
.ave had this happen for the worlds

have had this happen for the world"
 Shes a-goin' off on the six o'clock train in the mornin'," half sobbed his wife, "an' she won't eat no supper nor breakfast, an she says she'll never for give me. Oh, 'Bijah, did it all for the best! Surely, God'll help us out. He alwuz did before when we did the best we could"
 It was only about six o'clock in the evening when they reached home from the train. The day had been very mild and the heavy snow of the day before had rapidly disappeared in the warm sunshine. Suddenly, however, keen, fierce wind arose, and when John and his wife went to bed their panes were covered with thick frost in spite of the fire in the little stove, which on this night proved inadequate to keep the large room warm.
 John, too, was considerably annoyed at Martha Gates deception. He would have done anything to spare his wife the unpleasantness of this ill-advised Thanksgiving gathering.
 "G hope mas satisfied now" said Tom, sulldly, as he and his sister were getting ready to go to their rooms.
 'She probably is," Uttered Susy.
 'I think it's so silly for a girl to be giggling all the time" said Tom.
 And l think it's just delightful to have a dear brother find so much fault all the time," said Susy.
 And even far into the night Mrs. Gates lay wal1eful and restless beside her sleeping husband. Her strong, resolute spirit was completely humbled "Oh, dear Lord," she whispered, "I meant 1t all for the bestl Ain't there no way to bring 'em together? Oh, make wayl" At last feeling of sweet peace stole over her troubled senses and she slept.
 She awoke very suddenly. Some one WAS moving about In the kitchen She could hear the stove covers rattling and other sounds, then startled voices. She lit lamp, half dressed herself and en- tered the kitchen. There were John and his wife, also half dressed, trying to give the baby warm drink.
 Everything was confusion for little while. The only thing definitely known and understood was that the baby was dangerously ill.
 Then 'Bijah was aroused and started off posthaste for the doctor. In the meantime the baby grew less and less able to breathe.
 The young mother was crying pit eously as she held the baby to hen breast. John walked about the kitchen in a perfectly frenzied condition and Martha looked on helplessly. Suddenly a gaunt, stiff form appeared in the doorway. Itwas Jane.
 Don't any of you people know any thing?" she exclaimed, vigorously "That child's got the membraneous croup. Give him to me this minute. saved a babY's life once before the doc tor came, and I reckon can do it again. Martha, l want steam. Set the kettles on boiling and give me steam"
 How she did fly around! She made a little bed some way and raised over 1t a blanket tent. Then under cover of the blanket she slipped the spout of the tea kettle, meanwhile ordering them to place the baby in the bed. Very soon the little tent was filled with warm, moist air, and hot poultice was placed on the child's throat When the doctorcame the little one was breathing easily Jane told him what had been the condition of the child and just what she had done and he said, very emphat- ically and respectfully: Madam, you have undoubtedly saved the child's life. l should have come too late.'
 He remained a short time, then left, and there was q deep silence amid the little company. The pretty young mother went up to the stern, lonely old maid, put her arms around her neck and sobbed on her breast. Jane" she said dear sister Janei"
 And John? John was crying like a big baby, and Martha's eyes shone, and Martha's lips said: "Oh, Lord, I thank hee"-Rodney Blake, in American Ag- riculturist.