The Penn's Grove record., 1895-09-13

.ither." Howard's voice had a rim
u sadness IN il, which the chill
quickly noticed He was,thinking {
The dead mar again.
Then i am sorry for you, and l.
;iss and love you until my own pap
Jones"
She climbed over into the miner
ap and put her thin, white hand
around his neck. Putting up he
Bweet lips she kissed the miner agai
and again, until he turned his heat
lway to brush the fast falling tear
from his cheeks.
What makes you cry?" she asked
turning his face around and holdinI
t between her hands. Don't 20
want me to love you?"
"Yes, yes, l do. l was sorry 'caus
rour fath-r amt coming-to- night
am going home now"
SO he lifted her from his knees an,
went out.
Dan Howard spent the night at tn.
ihanty, and In the morning the bod!
If III k Williams vas taken out ant
buried In tie shadow of a big rocl
not far from camp.
Mrs Williams seemed quite dit
neartened, but after a few days shi
3 oke quite cheerfully of her Inns
bands return. Her time was partll
taken up by the little daughter, ane
in odd moments she devoted hersel.
to bits of sewing, which Dan How.
ard brought for her to do for tn,
miners. He came often, until a firm
friendship grew between him and tn,
frail child. Eta was very fond o
him and watched for his coming, TO
as she grew stronger he took her II
his arms and carried her on short ex
cursions round the camp.
One day she sat silent for a loo,
time, and then turned to the miner
and said: Uncle Dan, what woul,
you do if you was to ie?"
II don't know, little one i neve
thought much of dyin'."
well. I'd keam, and keam, am
and k-e-a-ml" Orneaning scream.
Then she stopped a minute an,
added; mo, l wouldn't, cause you'I
be in such a nice place"
Her mother had never told her tina.
there was a place called hell, and s
she thought OF Geath as a surety Q.
going 10 a beautiful heaven.
On one OF these rambles he carried
Eta with him out to that lone grave
where her father lay, and told her &
man was buried there
"No,"she cried, correcting him
dts his bed, and the people didn't.
make it nice for him. Mamma used
to take me to see baby Tommy's little
bed, and it had pretty white flower
it, and we carried more and GOV
cred IL all over and made it all nice.
Then we amt afraid to die and wake
up in heaven when we know thai
our mamma will make the bed WI
sleep in so pretty and white. VIII.
didn't the people make this mani
bed nice for him? Was he a bad
man and they didn't love him?"
mot so very bad" answered How
ard, pulling a dead branch from
across the mound.
Then I'll put some flowers on IT,
The said, gathering what flowers wer.
neal and laying them gently on the
neglected grave, She vas too weas
to walk much, and 80 the ~big-heartedI
miner brought her the punches whit
she knelt down and arranged them
II was a beautiful picture-thtl
:hild by the neglected sleeping place
Of the dead, with her sweet face soft
ened by a sympathy as earnest as Il
woman's as she bent over her work. !
To Howard she seemed an angel,
comforting others and not knowing
her own loss. When he had brought
the last handful OF mountain flowers
ne lifted her on his lap and sat dowr
BY the grave, nov covered with greer
caves and flowers.
"Do you know that the man whoi sI
sleep here had a little girl just
about as big as you; Sometimes II
Teel SO sorry for her." said Howard
,troking her soft hair and drawing |
ser close in his arms.
so do l." she replied. After a
oluse she raised ne eyes slowly from
.he grave aud looked up in the face
above hers "Ain't nice that ! CANE
here and put the flowers on his bed'
Maybe he will think 1t is his owl
little girl"
The simple manner In which it was
aid touched Towards heart, and
uttlng both hands to his face be
ruKe down completely.
What is the matter, Uncle Dan?
Are you crying cause you are afraid
0 die and be asleep in the ground?"
he asked, and having no answer she
ried TO comfort him. Pulling down
as hands she looked up earnestly,
md said, II you was to go asleep l
couldn't let your bed De bad looking.
I'd come and make it nice With
Jretty flowers, because / love you
Now, don't cry any more"
Howard took her up tenderly and
carried her back to her mother. 1t
was the last excursion they made to
lgether.
The cough became more pro
bounced, and Eta grew weak very
RAPIDLY as the cold weather ap'
preached. At last her mother sat By
1.-THE bedside and saw the breath lut
tier feebly from her sweet baby lips.
Tell Uncle Dan Pm going u
sleep and-wake-up-"
The little hand grew very still ant
the mother wept alone.
Eta had awakened in Heaven.
When Dan Howard came to Thu
lhotel 70 ask about his baby friend, h
was ed into the room where she lay
AS they drew back the folds OF lac
that Mrs Williams had laid about tn
sleeping child, he placed one trem
bling hand on the dampened curls
aud sank heavily to the floor. Ii
lad come To look at her dear littl'
lace Just once, and then 90 away
IThey left him by the dead baby h
loved as his own, and In the morn
NJ he was carried 10 his cabin an
aid on the bed. IL was weeks be
lore he recovered enough to know hi
friends.
II Mrs Williams goes often to a llttl
yraye and finds lresh towers on II
lSha ueNar knnwa WIN n hunrn {