Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1906-11-24


things to old black auntie? Aunt Lii
lie is sick, and Uncle Weaver says she
is waiting lmpatlently for her lunch,
and now there isn't any lunch to send
her"
The boy stood abashed. I'm sorry,
mamma. You just said 'auntfe.' |
guess 1 was thinking about football
the most. l did not know you had to
send things for Aunt Lille to eat, and
l knew old auntie was poor. But
didn't know how poor till now, mann
ma If you could just have seen her
when l got there-and she hadn't had
a bite to eat all day, and she'd
been there sick and cold and alone, and
should think she needed 1t worse
than Aunt Lille did. She said the
Lord sent it, because she'd been pray
ing. I'm glad she got it, mamma"
Mrs. Towne turned to the phone
again There has been a mistake,
Weaver. I'll send Lilies lunch as
soon as possible sorry for the de-
lay" then she hung up the receiver.
IF the Lord has made you His mes
senger, l have nothing to say, dear.
Wait till 1 fix a tray for Aunt Lille,
then I'll go with you to see old auntie.
1t will not do to leave one of Gods
children suffering want in the midst Of
a Christian community"
Rob explained matters when he took
Aunt Lilies lunch to her a little la
\ Ion Int oh
grew more earnest they began to get
interested, for auntie was much bet
ter.
At last, after they had heard the
story through, Lille turned to her
young husband with eyes that shone
through tears.
"Old and alone and suffering and
poor. Oh, Weaver, and I've had every
thing she lacks in such abundance l
didn't know there was anybody like
that in this town."
There, darling, don't you worry"
soothed Uncle Weaver.
Il want to worry. It's time l did
when things like this are true. Old
and poor and alone and hungry. No,
Weaver, dear, won't be still. I'm 60
ing to see her. Rob, you tell her 1
said so. Run down and ask cook for
a loaf Of bread and take it when you
CO."
Uncle Weaver followed Rob into the
hall. Order some fuel for her as you
pass the woodward" he said, holding
out a crisp green bill. ''Auntie Lille
wants her to have it, and, Rob, I'm
so glad she's better l could buy fuel
for all the old women in town with a
Joyful heart"
Rob forgot all about football that
afternoon, for mamma kept him so
busy. ITO think this poor, good old
soul lived like this SO close to my
door and never suspected it."
1t was hard to tell who reaped the
most benefit from Rob's mistake.
Whether it was Rob himself, who
learned in a way he never forgot the
joy of practical yet loving ministry for
one Of Christ's little Ones" or Nam
ma TOwne, who in return for her
prompt and efficient assistance, receiv-
ed more help than she rendered, in les
sons of human piety and unquestion-
ing faith
Or young auntie, who never rested
till every chink in the cabin was
stopped, the walls plastered and a
new floor laid, and who, having tasted
the sweetness Of sharing her abund-
ance with those who lacked, was new
Ell again willing to settle back to the
old level of selfishness.
Or old auntie, who In her comfort
able bed, her suffering limbs soothed
with liniments and bandages, prayed
as earnestly for blessing on the friends
God had sent her, as she had for the
relief Of her own sore needs.
"Mistake-don't ever call 1t that
again, Rob-" said Auntie Lille, when
the boy next day remembered to offer
a tardy apology; and Uncle Weaver,
quite relieved and happy again, and
rejoicing in anything that gave pleas
ure to the young wife, added: 1T was
the right thing to do-the only thing
in fact, the rightest thing you ever
were guilty Of, my Christian