Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-09-05
THERE ARE ANGELS ON EARTH
They Don't Always Have Wings, blu,
You Can Tell Them

You Can Tell Them.
The scornful man was hard at work
at his favorite pastime of knocking a
few holes in the celestial dreams of
his listener, says Louise Satterthwaite
in the Philadelphia Telegraph
He had annihilated heaven, laughed
hell out of existence, and was now dis
patching the angels.
/ Nov, what do you think the angels
are like?' he had queried. do you
actually believe they have these feath-
cred pigeon wings on them like you
see in the pictures? Huh! Why, the
very idea is ridiculous" etc., etc.
Now, the idea of the beautiful white
wings on the angels was one of the
listeners weakest points; from a
child up she had liked the looks of
them. She had watched the pigeons
soaring and swooping, and it had
seemed to her really scrumptious that
some day, perhaps, if she was good
she might be given such an outfit.
But now she fell to wondering what
the angels were like, while the rapid
fire denunciations of the scornful man
ratified about her ears like hail
For my part, believe that in pretty
nearly every house there dwells an
angel, but they are not recognized.
The idea of an angel in a 6O-cent
wrapper, and patched at that or in a
woollen suit of coat, vest and trousers,
OF course, calls forth the smile of de-
rision; but that's just what these
langels wear.
One of these angels l am talking
about has Q thin, wrinkled face, with
silver gray hair parted above it, and
hands marked by hard work She
gets up before everybody else in the
house, and, hurriedly donning hel
angel robe, which she has had many
years, goes down to do certain angelic
stunts with coffee pot and frying pan
and when it is nearly ready she calls
to the folks up in their beds, and they
come down and enjoy the good things
on the table: on other stated days, be
sides the cooking, she sweeps an(
dusts, mends, washes irons anC
keeps on the hustle generally, she
neither wants nor asks pay and hel
clothes are what other people give he
; or cast aside. The reason she spends
.. her life in this way is because sh,
loves these other people and likes tt
see them in comfort and happiness
she grieves when they are in trouble
lies awake nights worrying over them
when they are sick, and bears will
them when they do wrong. The nam,
: Of this kind of angel is mother, ant
; she is of very fine though nearly uni
: versal type
Then another and even less roman
: tic angel is the kind that wears Goa
and trousers. He gets up and hus
ties down town and engages there
with might and main, all day with tn,
powers that be, so as to earn none,
for his wife and little ones at home
he denies himself everything but ne
cessities, does this angel, and his ide;
of pleasure is giving those at home
some little treat; he would rather buy
something for the wife or take home
some gift for the little son or daugh
ter watching childish eyes widen with
delight than have quite the nicest
present for himself; he is a slave t.
his job. is this man, and he has giver
up all hope of being anything else
but he does not mind, so that he car
keep his home going and give his wife
and children somewhere near wha
they ought to have; and the name o.
this kind Of angel is a good husband
and his type, though found all over tht
world, is not 70 be called universal.
Then there is the angel, the goot
wife, the good son, the good daugh
ter; for mark you an angel is the one
of whom it is said this is one who
igives his life for others; gives his
life not by death. which would be in
some cases much easier, but gives II
in work. in patience, in sweetness and
cheeriness OF character, in peggine
away at the everyday task, in enduring
the knocks and digs of humdrum. ev
leryday life wringing from ii what vic
tory there may be and all for the love
of these people. or for the love OF right
or perhaps just to the glory of God.