The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1900-04-06

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him the book and pencil which she
carried, Ruth waited with a pleased
smile while he, resting the book
against tree. rather laboriously
wrote his name
There" he said at last, Il guess
they can read it; but | reckon the mis-
sionary won't lie awake nights think
ing about it if he can't quite make
it out
"Now let me see,' he added medi.
tatively; there's something else for
me TO do" And Ruth's eyes danced
merrily ut the lines of perpleXity up
on his forehead
oh yes" he added; AMI. slowly
drawing from his pocket a fat wallet,
he took from it two silver pie $,
saying, Here is ten cents for the
name and dollar for your visit
Really" calculated Ruth.
Eyes, really" he returned, much
amused at her evident establishment.
She could hardly wait for the bright
bunch of autumn flowers which he
then gathered for her; and, when she
had thanked him warmly, and prom
ised to come again, it was with no
tagging feet that she made her way
homeward.
Many hands make light work; and
it was not long before the quilt was
finished, and sent with the box full
of other good things to the far West
ern home.
About a week later Ruth was one
day surprised to receive a letter adj
dressed in an unfamiliar hand, and
bearing the post-mark of the little
Western town Hastily opening it. she
read aloud as follows:
Dear Miss Fenton-How much l
wish to thank you for your share in
the pleasant surprise which has come
to us, and which will add so much
to our comfort and happiness during
the coming winter! | have already adj
dressed letter to your society, and l
am writing you now especially in be-
half of others whom | would gladly
benefit. Upon the block of the auto
graph quilt, which bore your name
and address was the name of one
Raymond Page. Can you find out if he
came to this country when about fif.
teen years old, leaving behind him in
England an only sister, Hannah?
The latter married, and, coming to
America, finally drifted to this western
town, where her husband died about
two years ago, leaving her and an in
valid daughter with scarcely anything
to live upon. She was very much ex-
cited to-day upon catching sight of
the name upon your quilt, as she had
for many years lost sight of her BROTH
er and feared that he was dead. Will
you please write me promptly that
Mrs. Bells anxiety may be relieved
as soon as possible?
My husband and children Join me
in loving thanks and earnest wishes
that God will bless you richly in your
efforts to help others. Very cordially
yours, Annie Tremaine
20 mother. isn't it just like story!
What will Mr.. Page say" And dom
ming her wraps as quickly as possible
Ruth was soon on her way to the cot
tage.
"Sakes alive" exclaimed its owner a
quarter of an hour later, when, OPEN
ing his door, he discovered Ruth upon
the steps.
Almost breathless from rapid walk
ing and excitement she gasped: 20,
Mr.. Page, did you ever have a sister
HannahT"
An eager, questioning look quickly
replaced the half quizzical expression
upon his face.
Eyes, yes!' he returned. And as
quickly as possible Ruth told him all
that she knew
Poor Hannah! poor girlr' he muir
INJURED at last brushing the back Of
his hand across his eyes. 81 must 20
after her right away. o, Miss, you
don't know how it seems to find that
there is some one in the world really
belonging to me!'
That night he started for the far
West, and in two weeks was at home
again, having brought with him the
long lost sister and his niece.
The latter interested Ruth exceed
ingly. She was so patient and sweet,
despite her lameness and the pain
which often caused her such distress.
The cottage became one of Ruth's
pleasantest visiting places, as she en-.
Enthusiastically said, Il don't believe
there is another such happy family in
tOWn,"-EVery Other Sunday