St. Landry clarion. (Opelousas, La.) 1890-1921, 1900-10-13
ONE DOLLAR PER YEAR.

| fore setting the chshes In their places.
| and, as she worked, the wrinkles in
her forehead grew deeper. When. the
table was nearly ready Mrs. Winters
came over and sat down on the end ot
bench that ran along one side OF
| the table. ~
''How is Aunt Emily this morning.
Mary?" she asked, as she wiped the
perspiration from her face.
"She says she feels the same. But
she was blue and told me she would
soon be in the buryin' ground. She
seems to worry right smart because
Annie don't write After a pause
Mary added, with a knowing nod, Il
don't believe she'll live long . =
| Il must go in and see her after din.
| ner," Mrs. Winters said, as she turned
her head to the window with sigh.
Her kind face always looked sad an
| if it reflected the poverty stricken
| misery around her; even when she
/ smiled it. seemed from pity, rather
| thar, joy.
That evening after supper Mrs. VIM
ters took down a tablet of writing pasgs
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the red penn older and wrote the follow
| ing letter to Mrs. Annie Mayes:
IF you ever want to see your N other
alive, come soon" s II 23a.s
i won't say any thing about this let
ter to Aunt Emily she said to her hus-
band, because il Annie don't come it
will be such a disappointment to the
poor old woman
One afternoon week later Mrs.
Winters was interrupted in herIsewing
by knock on the front door. She
opened it and admitted frail looking
little woman with large brown eyes
looking from a very thin face.
is this Mrs. Winters?" the stranger
asked. II am Mrs. Mayes.,'
Mrs. Winters took the visitor into
the sitting-room, assuring her that her i
mother was no worse. After her wraps
were laid aside she Said:
.Iwill go to mother at once.
II am afraid the sudden surprise OF .
you walking into her room would be
more than she is able to stand" Mrs.
Winters said. "Just take this rocker
and will go and tell her first"
After Mrs. Winters left the roof the
visitor rocked for a minute or two as
the footsteps sounded down the hall,
and then got up and walked to the win
dow and looked out.
Aunt Emily turned her face toward
the door as Mrs Wintersopenedit. it. The
large brown eyes had look of resigna-
ton, and as they recognized Mrs. Win
ters the thin lips parted in sad smile.
"Good afternoon. Do youfeel pretty
well?" Mrs. Winters said, as she sat
down nil in the rocking chair by the bed.
Yes, and happy. too. like to watch
the men gatherin the corn shocks from
the hillside yonder. It makes me glad
to know that some one has good
harvest 1913
i came in to see if you were awake.
There is lady in the sitting-room
that wants to see you. III go and bring
her in.' s
soh, maybe it's Annie!'' Aunt Emily
exclaimed. and the look of resignation
in her eyes changed to one of joyous
hope.
Ten minutes later mother and daugh-
ter were sobbing in each others arms.
When their emotions had subsidized An.
ME drew the old rocker close to the bed
and sat down, resting her hand on her
mothers. They talked Of the children,
Clinton and home, and how on the NOR
row Annie was to take her mother
home. Then there was silence for
time, broken only by the noise of the
loose rocker. s@ s5ssA#
so, tomorrow am going home to
see the children again. Aunt Emily
said, and a tearfdrop wet each cheek.
She, reached for the corner Of the un...
bleached sheet, but the soft handker.
chiefsof the daughter wiped them away
instead. and the low voice responded:
Yes, mother, T am going to take you
home in the morning. Clinton and zee
things differently now"
Mrs. Mayes went early to her moth
er'sroom the next morning. She opened
the door and walked toward the bed
to awaken her. Aunt Emily's face was
turned toward the window. Herhand
were folded on top of the comfort, the
able one above as usual sfFa
sMother!" Mrs. Mayes called, as she
reached the bed, but the sleeper did not
awaken. "Mother!" she repeated, IA
She laid her hand on the folded ones.
then started back, gave a low scream
and sank into the old rocker. Her
mother was dead.
Aunt EmiIy's face wore a happy
smile as she lay ready to be taken home.
Her hands were folded over the black
burial robe, as they used to be on the
faded calico comfort, and clasped
bunch of autumn leaves that fsfoolish
Benz had brought from. the woods.
When she was carried from the house
all the inmates gathered at the front
gate for last glimpse Of one who had
been with them seven years. They
watched the hearse and carriage wind
slowly down the hill, and waited for
the last CLINT of sunshine on the orna-
ments OF the hearse as 1t disappeared
behind the poplar grove, before turn
ing their tear-stained faces to the
house.
Only foolish Ben"spoke. "1yhat you
cryin for p he said. Don't you know
she's goin' home with Annie ?"-The
Housekeeper.
Some Chinese Riddles.
Chinese boys are very fond of ask
ing riddles, and some of the iuven le
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