The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1907-10-26
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il, Christy."
Christy's eyes were dim also. How
could she break the sore heart with
the knowledge that the patient wait
ing had brought nothing better than
disappointment and ridicule? Then
sudden suggestion flashed upon her,
and changed in an instant to purpose.
She fling the fraudulent epistle from
her, and dropped down on the grass
blythe old mans side.
i'Let it go, grandpa I know all
about it, and it isn't your letter at
all; yours hasn' t come. But, grand
pa, suppose we don't wait for it any
longer, but just go together, you and
I, to see Aunt Debby?"
For moment the face grew so ra-
diant that it looked almost young
again. Then the brightness died out
in doubt.
II dom suppose we could, Christy ;
/ don't never have no money, an
John wouldn't think he cou d
spare it,
tive got it," said Christy with a
determined nod of her brown head.
"It's my very own and we'll CO."
"Well, Christine Holmes !' ex-
claimed Aunt Martha when this new
plan reached her ears. "Here you We
been savin your school-t e a b n
money this whole term cause you
was so crazy to take music lessons
this vacationp'
"I'll be young enough totake mu-
sic lessons for long time yet, and I
can earn more money!" answered
Christy bravely. "The trustees want
me to teach next year. Grandpa and
1 want to go on visit this vacation. !"
Such a journey as that was Every
mile of the way was fresh delight
every view of village, woodland or
river joy. The old man, aroused
from his long silence, grew pleasantly
garrulous, and the cracked, quiver-
ing voice rose above the rattle and
roar of the train to pour into Chris
tvs ears hitherto untold stories of the
old days. And when too weary to
talk longer, he leaned back in his
seat with a sigh of content and the
words, often repeated Most seems
as if I was on the way to Heaven. Be
you enjoying it, Christy?"
Indeed I am" Christy answered
gayly. And she did not know that
10 her it was journey out of the
careless sel6shness and thoughtless-
ness of girlhood into tender, minis
tering noble womanhood.
As for "Debby's" when it was
reached at last, it was only plain,
Western farmhouse; but the old
mans fancy glorifed it, and it held,
moreover, warmth of welcome which
atoned for many deficiencies.
IT didn't know pa felt so about
comin'," Debby con6ded to her niece.
II thought he was that settled at
Johns that no other place wouldn't t
seem comfortable at his time O. life.
If I knowed he wanted to come I'd
but then I don't know how l ever
could have managed it, either" she
concluded abruptly, with a remem-
brance that "garden truck" 4" though
it provided for the family, was but
rarely transmitted into coin.
A homely, hard-worked, middle
aged woman was Debby but the old
father viewed her and all her sur
roundings through magic glasses !;
and as he followed her and the chill
dren about to look after wonderful
broods Of chickens, or watched her
about her work while he sat with
baby Mary in his arms, he repeated
often in blissful content "Seems
Just like old times to see you hyin'
round so, Debby-jes' like when you
was girl"
+ Christy counted regretfully the les
SEEMING of vacation, and shrank from
clouding his happiness by any men,
ton of going home. But there was
no need. The summons home came
by another messenger, and in such
guise that it swept away from the
aged face the last shadow of earthly
pain, and left smile ofperfect peace.
The children, knocking at his door
one morning, reported that they
"could not waken grandpa" ;" He
had iourneyed on without Christy,
and she went back alone.
"Of course, twas kind-hearted of
vou. Christine, said Aunt Martha,
as the girl sat in the low doorway the
evening after her return "but you
see now" she added with the calm
reproof of superior common sense,
''it wasn't really no use, after all.
He didn't live but few weeks after
YOU got him there-not long enough
to make a mite of difference where he
was. Likely he was failin' in mind,
or he wouldn't have been so set to go.
He'd been jest as well off here, and
you've lost whole term of music.
Christy, with her eyes wandering
away to the stars, made no answer !;
but deep in the girlish heart was a
feeling not easily expressed in words
that those few weeks had put into
her life a sweeter music than she had
lost. Nashville Christian Ad00cate.
A PRAYER.
A little girl of four or five was