The Grenada sentinel., 1898-12-24

now. And as TO the sIeigh-ride, pro-
pose. wife. to go and get sleigh and
take you down TO the village to 5. if we
can't buy new stove for the kitchen"
sand the pump" said Mrs. Jones.
"can we have that fixed, too?"
"Certainly we can. III devote the
day to things. Now Robbie. be ready
in half an hour and papa will be here
with sleigh and bells
Half an hour later saw MIR. Jones
and his wife and Robbie wrapped in
turs and dashing through the snow
as gayly as his good neighbor had done
in the morning. The stove was found
in the only little hardware store in the
village, and the check that Mr.. Jones
gave the careworn-looking man who
kept the store caused II Frightening
of his countenarce to degree that
attracted the attention of both Mr.. and
Mrs. Jones. How easy after all to
spread happiness! What simple acts
will procure and dispense that which
money alone can never buy. And since
his thoughts had been turned in that
direction, Mr.. Jones thought it would
be good thing to buy u snow shovel
and give poor old Hans job OF clean.
ing the walks. thus enabling him to put
4 special Christmas dollar in his poor
old pockets. And so by noon the ne W
stove was set up. and Bridget sur.
passed herself in the lunch she pre-
pared by its help. Such delicate f1aky
biscuits, such deftly broiled ham and
such perfectly baked potatoes had
never been seen under the regime Of
the old stove. And as MIR. and Mrs.
Jones fingered over the cheerful table,
Mrs. Jones said:
"Oh, what burden is lifted from
my heart. Day after tomorrow is
Christmas. and this morning I looked
forward to it not only with no pleasure,
but with dread. What TRANSFORMER
tion. dear, has your being at home to-
day and your loving thoughtfulness
wrought in every surrounding of our
home. We were cold and inconveni-
enced and cross; now we are warm.
rich in convenienccs and comfort. and
happy That was beautiful snow
storm. but its best beauty for us was
keeping you home a day. l feel now
as If | wanted to get up a splendid
Christmas dinner and share it and our
happiness with some one else who is
less fortunate than we are"
Mr.. Jones smiled. He. too. had
thought few days before that they
ought to share their Christmas with
friends. but he had checked the i'm.
pulse with the thought that with the
babies and Bridget's Incompetence il
was no use to try; it wouldn't pay
But with the new spirit and atmos.
phere that had begun to develop in his
home his heart went out in generous
feelings towards others: so true is il
that happy homes are the seed-beds o1
Kindness for the world.
There is your cousin John with ti>
wife and two children. and my cousin
Will with his little ones. Both of then
are struggling along with small sal
aries and I suppose the last thing they
would think OF would be an invitation
from us to dinner. Shall we invite
them? II so. will go to the city this
afternoon if there is train. and invite
them and lay in special stock of goot
things for the OCCASION"
As it proved. there was train about
three o'clock; and the man who went
to the city on it. bound on his errand
of kindness, was an entirely different
man from the pctnlant. moody, dis
gruntled one who had missed it in the
morning. And the final outcome of the
whole matter was the harpcst anc
best Christmas that the Jones family
had ever Will ellen +. Starrett. In
Chicago Interior.