Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1910-02-18
sy ANNA sENrLY,


gently nj fold OF her mothers dress
TO attract her attention. did you sec
that beautiful memorial window that
the staceys have had put into the
church for their little girl who died
last Year,"
They were In the church porch a.
ihe child. spoke. but her mother made
no reply until they had walked some
distHnce down the street, and then her
words We're few aud hesltatingly spo.
ken.
"fes, saw H."
And" persisted Mollie. who was
evidently a good deal exercised upon
the subject. "the superintendent spoke
OF Il In Sunday school aud snld thni
the window WAS placed there by the
parents Of our lost fellow pupil TO be-
a constant reminder OF her lovely life
among us, She wnsn't good Bit"
Still Mrs. Mason made no comment.
Mollie nnde wry face. which her
mother was too wise 10 see. aud as the
two walked slowly homeward Mrs
Mason tried TO divert the little girls
mind from the subject OF her dead
mates imperfeetions by describing for
her benedt another memorial that
she had seen in a visit 20 the City
hospital few days before. This
was q "ffee bed" contributed by the
bereaved parents OF another little lost
one, aud Aoille listened with gllsten:
t,,, avas a.. tha utaey ~ aha IItfl.a atra.,t
boy who had been run over by heavy
edray and had both legs broken.
"And there be lay" she said. her
own kind eyes full Of tender tears.
"hls little white. plnched face bright
with contented smile and bis feeble
hands toying with n few rose gerani.
nm leaves that some kind visitor bad
dropped on the. coverlid for him. so
cheerful aud happy that ! wondered
at him. 4 asked him II he was CON.
Portable. and you should have seen his
pale face light up and heard him pipe
Ia his thin. shrill voice;
''comHrtnble In u. ma'amf Why,
ms JIst hivln itsIlf afther the dirt an
the coold an the hoonger an the
batiu's. Faith. an' it's well paid am
for the loss O. me two spindle ligs.'
"And he laughed aloud. such ner.
ry little cackle that ! really forgot for
the moment that he was a helpless,
bedridden cripple for life and only
thought Of him ns q petted child. lying
IN state In n soft. white, clean bed,
tended and cared for as tenderly as II
he had been the heir to a dukedom."
what beautiful memorialr' cried
Mollle. with childish delight. -
fier mother nodded approvlngiy
"Yes, Il was beautiful thought. and
the fund that supports that bed IL
called by the dcad child's name. the
Ida Lewis fund 10 that every sick
and suffering one who is comforted
and nursed back to health In that bed
will bless the name of the glver. whom
they can never thank on earth"
Mollie was silent for II little time,
and then she snld softly. while great
tear rolled down her cheek and drop.
ped unheeded upon the soft fur Of her
tippet. How | wish we could have a
memorial like that for our little
! Beth"
The mothers lip quIvered. and for
moment she could not control her
voice to reply to the chlld's suggestion.
! hitile Beth had gone TO heaven only
q few short months ago, and the
wound In her mothers breast was yet
too sensitive 10 bear without shrink.
Ing the ienderest touch. but With an
effort she kept back her tears and re-
piled:
1T costs q great deal Of money for
memorials OF that kind. aud only
wealthy people or those with large
income can afford these noble and
beautiful charities. Some OF the grand.
est churches. hospitals and asylums In
the world have been founded and en-.
dowed to keep alive the memory Of
those who were dear to the great or
itch ones Of earth"
Mollle sighed.
"All the same. do wish we could
have some kind OF memorial for
Beth. She was such q dear. sweet
little thing" she half whispered as
they paused moment upon the steps
of their modest but comfortable home,
and, futile us seemed the wish. her
mothers heart could not but re.echo 1t.
That night after the young folks
were all IN bed aud silence had fallen
upon the merry. noisy household AIRS.
Mason sat with unwontedly idle hands
watching the fast decaying brands In
the fireplace and thinking of the dear
little life that only few months be-
fore had passed away from among
them. How she yearned for the touch
of those baby fingers, the kisses of
those baby lips. now stlll and silent In
this world forever!
She would not have had the lives Of
her other children saddened for al
ways by this bereavement that must
necessarily mean SO much more to her
ihan.to them, and yet they were all
!. ..lI.tssttI.sss tas0 yIv md m UarIv FOR tho