The new enterprise. (Madison, Fla.) 1901-1908, 1907-09-12

his good wife, just because they try
to be considerable of me. Truly the hui
man heart is deceitfui above all things
and desperately wicked. That's me-
deceitful and wicked after getting the
credit Of being Christian for 40 years.
1t must be all for the best--no doubt
need this discipline, but don't want It,
no l don't I've tried to make myself
see how It would have been IL we're
left alone and penniless, but even that
doesn't seem so awful as It ought to.
"There-I'll stop. will not give up
to bad thoughts any longer. Ill try
to count my mercies and it will keep
me busy for long time to do that"
Half an hour later when Jane
brought in tray Of lunch no trace
of conflict was visible, except a little
wrinkled place on the snowy counter
pane where troubled gray head had
rested while its owner told her never
absent Friend the story Of her trials.
Jane Strengthened the spread, then
arranged the tempting viands before
the quiet old lady, knitting with steady
fingers on an interminable length Of
lace.
It was after O'Clock when Bridget
burst into the room without ceremony,
her round face pale and tear-stained:
"Oh, mem, an what shall do? The
mithress Is gone, an It's James af-
ternoon out, an stark alone mem, saw
In your presence was fixin' to clane
me kitchen as peaceful as lamb mem,
an here comes missinger bye to tell
me me brothers after fallin of scat
foldin' an hurried himself that bad it's
afraid | am he'll be dead an gone OF
ever | lay me eyes to him. Oh, mem,
it's me only brother this side the old
conthry, an it's the light O. me eyes
he is mem, broth Of bye but 20
years past Oh, mem, whatever shall
| do?' Mrs. Dinsmore took the rough,
trembling hands into her own. Go to
him at once, my DEAR" she said.
"Oh, mem, but it's all alone ye'd be.
! darsn't be LAWN We an 1t against the
misthress' command, an me dinner to
get. It's an evil day that's broke over
the head Of Bridget Malone"
Hush, Bridget, / am quite able to
be left alone. AS for the dinner, will
see to that Go to your brother as
quickly as you can-I will tell your
mistress that babe you CO. and l am
sure she will not blame you Don't
cry, poor girl. He may not be so badly
injured as you think. No, you needn't
90 back to the kitchen at all-get of
as soon as possible"
May the saints reward ye, mem.
It's mesilf Will niver forget the kind
ness done poor lone woman, an I'd
not be takin' advantage TO lave ye,
mem, but for poor Mikes sore need.
it's thankin' We I'll be till me head
turns as white as your own, mem, ak
in your pardon for mentionin' the
same"
Bridgets red and green shawl was
hardly out of sight before slight fig.
ure in black crept up the attic stairs.
IT'S here, somewhere" said Mrs Dins-
more. IF only it hasn't heavy things
piled upon It. There 1t is and nothing
in the way
A little, old, old-fashioned hair trunk
was dragged from its ignominous hid
ing place under the caves. and speed
lily unlocked In spite Of the trembling
fingers that held the key. From its
depths were drawn neat print dress.
an all-enyeloping gingham apron, a,
white null tie and a pair OF prunella
CATERS. With these in hand the old
lady sped down stairs forgetting the
lnrrmities that should have belonged
70 her age even though they didn't.
Never did school gin enjoy for
Didden frolie more, Three o'clock.
and Harriet won't be home before half
past six All my own way for three
and half hours" she said joyfully.
Even Mrs. Dlnsmore could not have
asked scene OF greater confusion than
met her eyes as she stood in the kitch-
en- door, The tearing out process. pre-
liminsry to weekly cleaning had been
enectually accomplished, and lust
there operations had stopped. In a
corner the broom stood guard over n
heap Of dirt and rubbish. while dust
pan and brush lay helplessly by. The
pot-eloset stood open and empty its
customary contents piled about the
floor. while a pail Of foam suds PRO
claimed the good intentions Of the de-
parted Bridget. On the table huge
basket held the marketing recently de.
NFered. Into this Mrs. Dinsmore