Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1904-12-03
THE POINT OF VIEW.

left hath the locust eaten, anu CldI WING"
,he locust hath left hath the canker.
,y,nn eaten ard that which the eanker-
worm hath left hath the caterpillar
sAteH.
She swung 70 and fro in the old-fash'
inued kitchen rocker rolling out the words
with angry vehemcnce The vivid picture
Of desontion appealed to her seemed
made for her. Then with sudden un-
rGnseious change from the dramatic to
1he commonplace she said: And you
neCin't expect Eben Armstrong with
starvation staring as in the face, that
tt,cren ha suy pretense of thanksgiving
in this house tomorrow, for there won't,
80 far as | am concerned, anyway" she
added
Her husband looked out of the window
at tic November landscape, then around
ihe CHEEKY room and having a sense of
Gtm0r he smiled instead Of signing.
Seems to me you take things most
100 hard. Lois | do think we've some
lhing left TO be thankful for. ] do now,
Tor fact"
SID like TO know what It's. I, for one.
am rot such hypOcrite and liar as to
say Pm thankful for winds that blight
and burn, for sunshine and drought that
make the earth cry out against the
Lrnzen sky, for floods that drown. for q
mOrtgaged farm and for a shylock that
holds our home in his greedy hands"
Again Eben smiled, but he did not
speak, Tic WAS n wise man.
sand" she went on, "Pm not so mean
spirited that can thank God because in
,hc midst of the desolation there may be
Il ill of beans and nubbin of corn left,
and that's about all we have; that and
broken courage aud strength and fear
tul booking forward to worse. And you
know it., Ebcn, as well as | do"
But there are other things, Lois,' ae
began.
''Ycs, tberc ere the graves Of our chill
s!ea III The buryin' ground and the un-
dutifuI son that forgets his own father
aud mother out in the world somewhere.
1t you feel like singing hymns of praise
aver that you can do it, but don't ask me
10 sing with you"
81 won't ask you, Lois" said Eben.
Songs ain't worth cent unless the
hearts III 'eru. Perhaps you can't help
ieeling the way you do. We've had hard
work and bard lines, Lois. We've been
soreiy tried, but never beyond our
strength which is His strength. And Us
matter Of fact we've had no palmer.
worms nor yet loeusts, and now we're
speaking Of it. It beats me how they
could all keep eating when each lot fin
,she'i up what the last ones left"
III you can see anything to laugh az
Ia this, lEben. Pm glad"
$50 am l. Lois" he responded heartily
I'D be y heap wuss off than am il |
couldn't | wish you could, Lois. Be
sides, wife" he continued gravely, "therc'a
always been a way out of every trouble
that we've seen and there always will be
I've trusted God for sixty years or there
sbouts, ard I'm going to keep right OF
trusting him to the end
81 suppose yeu think the man wis
holds the mortgage will be seized will
sottncss of the heart and return it I,
you cancelled, or that Horace will com,
home with his heart full of repentanc,
and his pockets full of money and sc
everything right. That's the way tn
story writer's fix things up for Thanks
giving"
II don't know how nor when" sal
ti,cn softly, "but it win be His time an
Ills way and So will be right. and Lois
there's nothing too good to expect o
God. You want 10 bear that in minl
lois +"
4Thats all very we'll che replied. "bu
say the Lord has kindled his wrat
against me my knsfolk have failed m
and my familiar friends have forcotte
nc lie hath DESTROYED me on ever
side, and my hope hath be removed Xix
y tree. Our inheritance il turned |
strangers and our house to aliens"
You've read the Lamentations and tn
amprecatory Psalms too much. Lois. No,
bear me" Ills thin voice rose with not
ut triumph. The Lord is my light an
any salvation whom shall fear? Tn
Lord ~ my strength and my life of whor
shalt be- afraid! The Lord is the 20,
lion OF mide inheritance and my cup. II
maintalncth my lot. Rejoice in the Lor
sud again ! Say rejoice And in every
shinE give thanks. And Lois we ha
Nome pleasant weather aud fair skie
though we are sitting in the shadow JUS
COW And more than all, Lois" IN
spoke softly Eve have each other. Go
gave IA love aud that he never take
away For that / can sing his praise
with a grateful heart"
"Of all the sentimental sofr heart.
hitpASs site bSNtAN
'Gucs you better not say il, Loi
Guess you better not tor YOU don't mea
It and | know you don't But its o~,
ting well on toward supper time mi Q
out and tend 10 the critters and sa5
don't you think some of your hight his
cults would 20 we'll for supper"
1t seemed to her "a though it had peve
taken him ~ long to attend to the sna'
work at the barn. The light biscuits ba'
dried to crisp and the delicate slice a
ham in the pan had put on a hopclessl,
oVcrdone look. She grew anxious and =
last went out to see what had happcnn,l
She found him on the floor Of the ham
sPeechlcss, helpless She never could t.l
what she dill next how the neishkors On,
there nor who they were that hrouSb
him into the house. Quite dead. he1,
failure they said
O. the dreadfuncSs Of the DAYS INA
followed! al The cruel preparations
he coming and going of friends. the yer,
cn's whom he said had forsnk,o her
Their words Of praise for him. Of sym
rsthy for her. She could not bear it. an.