The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1910-08-09
Virginian

The second call with my friend
Brown was to the home of the bias
eyed widow he mentioned came next
on his list
/ wondered what a widow with
or without eyes could need OF Caxton
and something of that l limited to
him as we trailed for her.
Caxton informed me with his usual
all wise air and superior alertness,
that / did not know anything about
widows, or l would appreciate they
needed a good deal
But how" ! questioned, do they
need you 2"
Il never obtained that they came
within your consideration
We are scripturally enjoined to
look after them and to look after
them. is to follow them, generally
| do, IL they need following.
shook my head as carefully as
an inmate, caution of my highly APP
praised headdressing would require.
and secretely feared my friend Brown
was on the uncertain edge with this
Interesting widow, VINO needed a
shadowing like his.
But the bias-eyes-perhaps one Of
them had stuck him for its owner.
Why do you call her bias-eyed =
! asked him.
He jerked me back from the sud-
den end of mortal coil, coli ing with
ruhbered death from an auto coil az
he replied That is where your
Copy" comes in through her wrong
/ view OF life"
I AS we pushed the bell. remember
/ ed Cations hostess had been acct
/ dentally widowed III one may speak
/ paradoxiscaliy Of Providence and that
sudden accident had happened nearly
/ four years ago.
The house was very dark and heavy
| with an atmosphere of gloom.
| The reception room was an apart
! ment of repentance--its closed blinds
! and mournful interior at once made
I you an interloper and an alien.
II was Just such a room as you
! want to vocate TO some one else and
/ pass out from as soon as you enter IT.
/ You seem to feel the arnassed piles
/ of unladed sorrcws the four walls
I had held for so long.
But Caxton cleared the atmosphere
of all its suppressed misery.
As the widow entered, in heavy
black and bordered mourning. with
I the weary tread OF the weighted
heart, Caxton greeted her cheerfulty
and presented me in parenthesis
while he handed over a thought-proot
? hoA OF SlOleLS
She took them with a sweet ac-
! acknowledgement and buried her pretty
nose In their hearts.
Cations widow was alright and
her eyes were straight and nothing
, needing
I'm Just throw open these blinds
1t helps you TO help your netghbors'
| We can't live without one another
in this jolly old world
Sometimes we need folks and some
times We need folks money and Of
tentimes we need both folks and
folk 8 money.
Yes | suppose SO, Mr.. Brown said
she again.
How long have you been selfish
woman" BUNNY inquired her friend
/. "A WHAT with culver, almost 8
dunn chill. You have kept every
thing Ia your self--your persona hiiity
your ministering. usefulness. your
pIentifuImeans. you have cheated youl
FELLOW beings OF the mental forces Ii
you ia gift of Cod. long enough.
Life Is as much for you as for tbs
rest Of us,
Daily bread Is earned by broker
hearts and digested in happy homes
when one has the brave spirit o.
belief in ultimate good"
Have you that belief, my lady?
Caxton must have thought the wi
! dow needed shoca-any way sh'
got ii and responded. Many Of IA