Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1898-10-16
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 An Old Lady'S Home. By Victor Gage Kimbert.
MRS. BRIGHAM was in a state of

home the week before and remarked with great eomplaceney that she did hope Mrs. Warner would appreciate the extra efforts made in her behalf, for it had taken a good bit of diplo- macy and no small amount of labor to induce the managers to accept her without the usual fee, but that finally they had been successful, and the way to the Old Ladies home was at last opened for Mrs. Warner.
 It had been impossible to raise money sufficient to pay the amount re- quired, but, after much deliberation, the trustees had decided to accept Mrs. Brigham's protegee, and use the rental of small house, of which Mrs. Warner had life lease, as part payment.
 There had been many who had said with emphasis that it was shameful thing that the widow of Rafe Warner should be compelled to want for any thing, so generous, SC liberal, had he been during his life, and the whole of his comfortable provision for her was lost in cne of the too common bank failures, in which human sharks re- morselessly swallow the means of their victims. Although much sympathy was felt and expressed, the fact remained
 that Mrs. Warner had not been far from starvation during the preceding
 winter. She had made no complaint,
 but kindly disposed persons had made the matter known to Mrs. Brigham
 who, in her capacity as director of
 half dozen charitable enterprises, and contributor to a dozen others, for she
 was nothing if not charitable, had seemed the one to take the matter in
 hand She had done her best and re lieved many of her wants, without dis covering that starvation would have been only little harder to the poor woman.
 Mrs. Brigham felt indignant. and no wonder, for after all her efforts to get her admitted to the home, Mrs. War ner had cried like child and begged to remain where she was. To do Mrs. Brigham justice, it was not alone for praise and gratitude she worked for
 others, but she did like 10 have her work appreciated, and enjoyed man. aging other peoples affairs. If, some times, she overlooked Individuality, and classed her poor people together, as a man would q flock of sheep, it Is but due to her to remember that she attempted and accomplished great deal for others. and, being human, it follows that even her good works should have flavor of herself.
 "r1l go over and get little Miss Vim cent to take her In hand she said, after little reflection. Shell make her listen to reason if anyone can, and after all that's been said and done I'm 5ashamed to have the matter end like this'
 Little Miss Vincent was valuable adjunct to Mrs. Brigham, though the latter had looked askanee two years before when Miss Vincent's father had Ssent his annual check to her with a snote saying that his daughter would Thereafter take his wife's place on the 7board and asking that any deficiency sin finances be referred to him, as be Twas desirous of continuing his support sto the work in which his dead wife had fbeen so interested The check was al- xtogether too large to admit of any ob- Election being made to his suggestion, Enough the maturer woman felt that fsthat slip of girl" was really too young to be of much value in their xeouncils, but they soon learned that *Agnes Vincent brought a devoted heart and life to the service, and, in her 1pleasant. winning way, accomplished sanuch that they would not attempt N "Of course l will go," she answered Mrs. Brigham, and I think I can put dhe matter in such light that she will Fbe glad to consent;" but within half .saour after going over to Mrs. Warmers She had gone entirely over to the enc kny, and was doing her utmost to con &rive in some way so that the old lady &eed not leave her home.
 # Mrs. Warner was taking up a few Hate dahla toes and tying up some 3eranium roots when Miss Vincent &ame, and the look upon her face, as Xhe learned her errand, went to the Tirl's heart.
 N "Oh, if they would only let me alone, % would die before l would ask for any &hing.' she sobbed. q didn't ask for {Ey thing last winter; some one told.
 hem I was suffering, but oh, Miss Vim 22ert. if you'd lived here as long as
 Fave, and loved every stick and stone u the yard, every bit of wood in the old Mouse, you wouldn't want to leave it Either. It takes so little to keep me,
 hd I would rather have only half Enough to eat here than everything |*er there. I hate prison and that's
 | them institutions be, she finished,
 rgetting grammar in her earnest
 ss.
 Miss Vincent talked long and kindly
 the poor old soul, who finally sobbed Xit that she wished she could die and 3ss out of people, way, adding If only s*|v boys had lived I could make a
 5me here for them and be burden to