The Newtown bee., 1901-07-19

1 She wore her best grey silk, turned
 and remodeled for the seventh, time.
 With her pretty bonnet trimmed in
 soft lace, and flowers, she looked
 beautiful in Rob's eyes, who seldom saw mamma in anything but calico dresses. Rob was mute with supreme content, to actually have mamma ride with him and in such carriage. MT were countess, ,and Rob young count. The ride to the church was altogether too short. How Rob did delight in passing all the teams, and wasn't it fun to see the people stare! MT Northrop did not appear to notice any thing but mamma and Rob.
 When they drove up to the church it was veritable triumph. A crowd stood around the door. MT Salisbury rushed down the steps to help them out. Everyone wanted to sbake hands with mamma, and all gazed with that respectful awe which quiet elegance inspires in those unac- customed to it. How proud Rob was to have mamma attract such attention. Papa, Uncle Ned, Frank, Harry, Cha r. lie, George, stood just inside waiting for them. Rob heard papa whisper to mamma:
 1.-The Kate of years ago has returned to me tonight. 1t will be my own fault if l allow heragain to depart."
 The boys regarded mamma with new eyes. Instead of a person whose ex- istence was apparently for the sole ob- Ject Of waiting on papa and the boys, she was really entitled to some thought, and enjoyed attention and assistance, as well as they. After listening to MT Sa1iCh1 rQHifol and selections from Dickens, the audi ence was invited down stairs, to eat the maple sugar. The long tables were set with pans of snow, saucers of hot maple syrup, spoons, forks and cups. Wh en Rob, his mamma and MT Northrop reached the foot of the stair MT Salisbury and two ladies conducted them to the other side of the room. ROb'S plate was wreathed with flowers, JacquemI- no roses was laid beside his cup. At mammals plate there was also a bunch of roses, but hers were pure white. The maple syrup was delicious. Rob's mamma told him how to pour it from a teaspoon on the snow, then as it hardened, to to take it off with fork. People looked and smiled at mamma and Rob, with special admiration.
 Rob imagined it was because his man. ma seldom left home, and all were as glad as he to have her with him.
 When Rob had eaten all the maple sugar he cared for; MT Northrop asked him to take him to the kitchen to show him where the syrup was boiled. Rob was delighted to act as MT sNOrthrop's guide. In the kitch- en there was busy scene. One gen. t|eman presided at the stove, looking comical enough in his big apron with bib, and he stirred the syrup boiling in an immense iron kettle. Another gentleman filled the ladies' pitchers for them. Other gentlemen were taking the snow from the barrels, pack ing and smoothing it in the pans for the table. Several ladies washed and wiped the dishes, and turned over the snow in the pans that had been used. the snow it could not again be used
 MT Northrop asked if he could not be of some use, although stranger, whispering to Rob, "I must earn my pay, you Know" They thanked him, and laughingly set him at work. He dusted around the tables, removing the dirty dishes, then coaxed the bashful people in the corners to come and take their places at the CdDle. The next lnOIneIlG ne was m the kitchen, bringing in the syrup and re- pleniShing the empty cups. Rob laughed to see him fly around. Mamma, in the meantime, was aSSurrounded with old friends and neighbors whom she had not seen for months. At last it was time to go home. The moon had risen, shedding. it's soft radiance over the hills and valleys. Rob had never obtained long glimpses of the moon, for as soon as the moon appeared, mamma also appeared to tell him "It was bed time." The horses were fresh after their rest, and flew over the roads like birds. The mists were rising in the valleys, the tireflvs dancing over the marshes, and the moon with her dainty silver fringes transformed the miSts into fairy veilS, beSpangled with the tirefiy's light. In and out, around the hills, and through the trees, the silver mist wreathed itself. Rob. look ing off to the distant mountains. then at the beauty below him, thought: "I guess it isn t much prettier where God and the angels live" He knew noth- ing more until Mr. Northrop had lifted ]! him out of the carriage. The next Sunday Mir. Salisbury's congregation heard a sermon they never forgot. How to work for God, in the home. as we'll as in the church. He told the | boys and girls, men and women, not to | make the mistake of working for their l oup n1aacura and narco,ol v,o,,,Io,;+,,