The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1900-04-13

with the Ginning bells, soft silvery
strains Of music: such as were never
Heard SIN the little church before, and
to feel the touch of gentle hand laid
on her hair. She lookedSup to. see the
beams of the morning sunshine stream
ing down upon her and the STAINED
window palpitating with glorious light
and color, but wohder!-as she looked
again. hestained window was no long
er there at all; instead opening be-
fore her on every side was lovely
garden sweet with flowers.
This is too good to be true" she
cried, rising in kind of rapture as she
felt the soft balm of the garden air.
her face. -.
/ Nothing is too good. to be true"
said voice at her side; but Margaret
could not discover any one.
MAY enter this rich garden?"
Margaret asked Of herself, thinking Of
her poor, shabby dress, SO faded and
patched, which she was always glad
to hide in the dim corner of the aisle.
But as Margaret, doubling, asked this
question. the sun shining upon her
dress, showed it to be glistening white
as the altar cloth and the lilies in the
chancel. In her confusion the girl put
her hands to her, eyes to see If she
were awake or dreaming, but every
moment the vision grew more radiant.
The broad stream of light now APP
peared pathway along which angel
children were passing to and fro, and
they smiled on Margaret and en-
braced her and drew her tenderly with
them, saying:
y Margaret, dear little, sister! We
are SO glad you are here! Have you
come to stay with us?" and they made
music for her delight and showed her
beauties of the garden past words to
express. then went their way to APP
pointed tasks.
4 :As Margaret walked ON in the gar
den, borne about by q kind Of winged
ecstasy rather than by any touch Of
her feet, she came upon the Gardener
taking. care Of His garden, and He
turned and looked at the girl. I
is5 "sir." entreated Margaret. falling
upon her knees, "mayI stay with you?
May help you take cars Of this gar.
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Margaret" said the; Gardener tax
ing her by the hand-and then Mar
.garet knew It had been His hand on
+ her hair and His voice at her side
you may help me, Margaret. in an.
other garden. You may work for me
IN the garden Of human hearts and
cultivate sweet and beautiful thoughts
and make them grow,
''But lam soitired Of the old life-of
.the pain; the poverty. the hardship Of
III ALI" and Margaret began to weep
bitterly. IT cannot Sd back to the old
siife! NJ ss3s :.lS
my child, II = ! new life ! give. unto
you. =. " 3ss;.
zBut / must leave you! .. ss.lf 4
'ssgssss.s.I shalt be with you always.
"But we must leave this heavenly
garden!
Margaret. my child. the garden shall
be where we are"
It was in the old gray house at snn-
rise, on Easter morning, that; the
father was saying with humble grati-A
tude: IN. s'i lsi
Thank God, our child = given back
I to us. : NJ ~ s.s
..The Lord is merciful,' = sobbed the
mother. blessed b. His loving kinds
ness III NJ s "a; Va .s
B 80 Margaret MS once more given
health and strength. and - ne went
about her daily tasks the radiant vis-
Ion Of Easter was alSayS prssent With
|. herI and these words s1isrs alrays ssing.
I'M themsslvsa o. Her hsattt s