The Jennings daily record. [volume] (Jennings, La.) 1900-1903, 1902-06-06
| dugout, l believe you'd get strong
! faster and then we'd get along SPLEEN


faster and then we'd get along splen-
didly."
Not for me, dear, but for you and
the chfldren-I can get along and
her husband looked anxiously into his
wife's face. Il don't dare toe send to
town fer things on credit, for We don't
know what may happen. And l don't
suppose" he added, that they'd trust
a poor mission teacher if l did. But
We'll get along dear. The Lord didn't
send US here to Starve."
A report of the closing of the mis-
sion. and the destitute condition of the
brave little family in the West. came
to the notice OF the church at Hebron,
and the matter was speedily laid be-
fore the aid committee of the church
benevolences.
Very little money could be collected,
as the church members were not well
TODD, and those that had means de-
clared they mad plenty of opportuni-
ties OF dSposing of it-that educating
Indian children was not required in
the Bible. Yet good-SiZed box OF
provisions and clothing, together with
fifteen dollars in money, was soon
ready for its first missionary tour.
Il did hope you'd get at least five
dollars from Miss Hobart" said Mrs.
Thompson as she disappointedly took
the parcel which Miss Hobart had con-
tributed, from Miss Randalls hands.
IT will have to be made over" at
the same time shaking out worn
black alpaca dress. Its large enough,
p-obab1 for two women the size of
the missionary's wife.
Yes; she said 'tw uId do to cut
up for the children if they were very
destitute
Think of four-year-olds dressed in
black alpaca" and Mrs. Thompson
laughed, much to the surprise of the
serious look on her kindly face. But
then it's more'n we really expected
though | thought she might break a
custom. seeing he went from New
England, and was a Hammond-her
mothers name was Hammond you
/ know"
The next morning the Snugly packed
box was speeding on its way to the
small dugout in the Indian Territory
and none too soon, for their scanty
| provisions were nearly consumed, and
| mo one knows but the blessed Lord
what we'll do when they're gone" said
the missionary weakly.
Team stopping herei" exclaimed
Mrs. Hammond a week later as Beth.
the Oldest child, ran in where her
mother was stirring up their last bit
Of meal. ''If the Lord has only sent
us food and medicine" and she trem-
blingly hurried to the door.
"A box for you mum; you're the
Hammonds, aren't you? Seem IS I was
comm right by I could take it's wells
not. 1t came on the train; just got it
over to Dry Creek
He set the box in the dugout, and
Immediately was gone-no one that
they'd ever seen before, but whom
| they'd never forget.
A letter on the top of the contents
explained its mission, and the patient
little woman with a newborn hope
| knelt beside her husbands couch,
while with her hand in his he uttered
, brokenly the thanks within their
| hearts.
With medicine which part OF the
fifteen dollars procured. warm cloth
ing and food, the sick man began to
mend, and by the middle OF winter he
| was able to leave the room.
If we only had little more money
for medicine" said Mrs. Hammond
anxiously.
Tut! tut! dear Don't you think the
Lord knew how much it would take!"
Yes; but you aren't we'll yet, and
the medicine is about all gone"
The following day she began to rip
up the black alpaca.
There's enough Of it to make Beth
and me both a Dress said Mrs. Ham
mond as she held up the garment ap-
provingly.
Let me take the scissors and her
husband reached out his hand. Il
haven't done anything for weeks
you've done it all"
Mrs. Hammond got up to get a
needle.
Mary! Mary" he called. See
what-Ive found"' and he took from
between the waist lining and the out
side goods four crisp five dollar bills
"Oh. Harry. now you can have more
medicine"
Only thinking of me-" and he ten
derby drew her towards him.
No: not of you only-I'm thinking
also of her who sent the Dress
And she was thinking of queer"
Miss Observation-Disclosures F. Caldwell in
Portland Transcript.