The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1900-09-22
AUNT TRUDY's FRIEND.
She Makes a New and Interesting
Acquaintance.
Button Rose Cottage, Sept %.
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Button Rose Cottage, Sept. %.
Dear State Journal: It's reel handy
an plesent to know sevrel languages. /
Termed one languig when I lived in parry
disc, that has bin lot o comfort to me.
My time in parrydise only lasted until l
was ate yeres old. o, no, 1 don't meme
to say jeS' that-fer it's been a coucn OF
rest fer me to go back to in spirit. ever
since, reel often. There were only or .
folks in my parrydise, an they seemed
to now had other occypas sI1il s--luul
they didn't bother me much whenever
a stranger come in I was disterbed an
unhappy, fer / felt my little parrydlse
of woods an garden an fields was enuH
an could not master anything more
jes' then, an no nu subjec was wanted:
/ had a kind of silent languig with all
the flowers an trees an anlmeiS an
insecs an brooks an stones an sneis'
an evrything, an they was jes' all a
nodden at me, an a greeten me, an a
tellin' me secrets, an maxim me nap
by everywhere I went. 1 understood
them an they understood me. But that
story is too long for an ekonomicIe pa
per to printer an ekonomicle peple TO
read. But we didn't have to hurry SO
much them
But as 1 sed. Termed a Language there
what I remember mostly yet, an I'm
glad l do, for it helped me to make
new friend, the other day, OF whom
mus tell you. His way is good an use
full to no. He isn't much in the way OF
grac an buty. himself, but he jes makes
evrything aroun' him shine, tell you:
His envirnments are terribly ruff an
agrivatin to his tenor nerves, an en lI7
is what he does: he jes' throws out all
over it's ruff sides a shiny, Satlny klnd
of paint an when that is set, an otner
cote an another, till his walls are rich
as a palles. No king ever lived in sucn
a home an this wise little friend of mine
is only jeS' a clam-Or, mebby, you can
him muSsle, or oiSter He's got nice
enuff botanicle name, but I'm no hand
= To- NJ sometimes a hArQ
thing gets into his door, like little
sand or gravel, an it jeS' herts an merits.
an he can't put it out. SO then ne JeS
goes to work, like he did with his mouse,
an smears it all over an over with
the shinin' stuff, until he acshelly makes
a iuel out of the troublesome thing, an
it makes him worth his waite In gold, Dy
an by.
splendid to tech us that! We are bigger,
an we are not CLAIMS, but whole lot
of us hev to put up with irregeler sur
roundens, that chafe us good deei- II
is good to be told by a poor little oister
that we kin make shinin' walls of pro-
tecshun, out of them, an even get very
comfortable too.
The poor oister can't live out of his
home an so he goes to work to live in
it We can't live out of our cells OF toll,
an we may as well glorify them with
cheerfulness an love, an live in them
Hard things, too, sometimes slip INTO
our lives, an we think we can't bare
them at ALL Let US do like the oister
does cover them over with soothen
fillurn of love an pashense. Then the
hard trial will become the one thlng OF
everlasin' value in our life.
I've seen a perfect ideel nest of
home terribly disturbed by some sick
an testy relative being crowded into it,
to be taken care of. The home was full
before. an the new conner hurts, but he
can't be turned out. I've seen this triel
in both ways, some homes to brake up
over it. in trub1e an disgrace Others jes
covered the intruder with gentleness an
love until the misfortune was jes glori-
fide, an made a everlaStin' juel for an
other crown, hier than the oister's
glory.
An jes so I'VE seen a noble family
have one ''blak-sheep,' but they jes'
meekly bore all the trial of him, an
sheltered an protected him, an covered
him ali over with there integrity an
kindness, until that household had
wrought out its own crown jewel-an'
the value was solely what was put on it,
I've seen, by an by, in happy family,
husband develope into a skowling
snapper of man, an the wounds of his
wife an child an sometimes I've herd
such one ridicul his gentle, tin1id
wife before friends she greatly desired
to plees-an' I've seen her gently, yere
after yere, cover this cruel man with
her love an pashense, until, tho she
trial the crown juel of her life, an
scores of peple loved her for it.
An sometimes, there are noble, pa
silent men, protecting tenderly, scold-
ing, whining sloven, whimsicle women
the same way: an children who suffer,
an love a cruel parent; an menny a
parent shielding a disappointin' child.