Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1901-12-05

make all my own. you know, and IL
eame to M to make you one too. I
made it 8 carefully as I couldss.Ahd
n want YOU to accept it with ny loye.
It's not much, but want you tQs
know loved to do it for you. It
made me happy all the morning and
now want it to make you happy
too"
AS She spoke, she drew il from IT.
tissue paper wrappings. Such q beau--
tiful, tasteful, artistic little bonnet,
with itsyknot of lace and satin, its pnr7a
pla ROVER ~ ,sshAnA Nome strings.
Mrs. Fiske saw it and her chin quiv-
cred. Why, its be.utifu.,2 she cried,
'tust beautiful. never had any thing
halesso pretty in my itesssand you
m6desit, you say??''
-aDaAy NODDED; then something in
the sweet, old, wrinkled face moved
her to confidence and she told her all
about it, how she had sorrowed over
lack of gifts and how Cousin Kate had
helped her. + Il
''You dear child" said Mrs. Fiske,
when she had finished. "You dear,
good child. Why, don't you see,'' she
went on, s'that you're doing the Lords
work Just the same as the minister
and the missionaries? I'll prove it to
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Then she told Daffy all about the
shabby bonnet and how she had deter
mined never to wear it any more.
"And if it hadn't been for you, Miss
Daffy," she concluded, ''why, I'd have
had to sit at home next Sunday in
stead of listening to the minister's
grand, good sermon. When you reach
my age, and have served God all your
life, to miss the Sunday morning wor-
ship means something, my dear. I
won't thank you, can't, but the Lord
IL bless you richly, Miss Daffy, dear"
1t was the next Sunday morning.
It had been a busy week and, as it
happened, Daffy had not seen Cousin
Kate since that Monday morning.
But as Daily walked up the aisle she
saw Kate already in her pew. Just in
front of them sat Mrs. Fiske. The
white hair shone like silver, and on
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fresh and dainty loneliness. The old;
face beneath it looked almost hand.
some. She saw Daffy and nodded hap.
PLY.
A group of girls came in. directly
Ifafterward. Mrs. Fishes gotaa new
bonnet" one of them said in q shrill
whisper. '.AIy, amt it beautiful,
Il cIoso
done with her Noah's ark?"
Daffy blushed for them, so did
Cousin Kate, as she reached over and
pressed the little hand. 1t was good
sermon that morning, strong, fine,
helpful, and as Mrs. Fiske listened,
she was glad that in the hard week
before her, she had the thoughts of
it to help her through. And as she
drank it in, her old heart swelled with
gratitude to the slender, dark-eyed
girl i'll the pew nearby who had
worked to bring it about,
'Dear Lord, bless her." she whis-
pered softly, '.and keep her, and be
good to her. for Jesus's sake.''
AS they walked home, Cousin Kate
took Daffy's arm. 1.-THE bonnet is
beautiful DEAR" she said in her sweet,
grave voice. 'sNas Inot right? Istill
think the little girl who can contrive
such magic out of ten slender fingers
and send it out upon this trouble-filled
world to perform its mission is every
bit as great and useful as the artist.
the painter, or the writer. couldn't
help but look at Mrs. Fiske's face
through the sermon. 1t preached
message too; I'm proud of you, Daffy
DEAR.
"Really?" said Daffy humbly.
"Really; and now that you have
found your talent, you won't hide it
in napkin, will you, dear?"
Daffy laughed. s'No fear Of that, -
she answered. ssThe manufacture OF
missionary hats is to go on. Papa will
furnish the capital, the labor. You
needn't be afraid. / haven't found my
talent, after. all my discouragement.
TO hide it either in a napkin or band
box" she added. with a happy little
;laugh.-Young People.