The daily sentinel., 1913-09-04
A Tale For the Big Tikes.


Once upon a time a rich and pow
erful man came to Iona He looked
around and found II beautiful. He
thought the young orchards, the wav-
ing grain, the wonderful sky above
and the marvellous light on the silent
hills which guarded IL round about,
one of the lovliest sights he had ev-
er beheld. He threw back his broad
shoulders and filled his lungs with
eXhiliratlng oxygen. In this lovely
place surely happiness and her hand
maiden contentment dwell" said he.
When he saw the faces of the people
he was puzzled. Some of the men
looked old beyond their years, some
of the women showed only too plain
ly that diseouragement had marked
them for her own and the great man
wondered and decided he would find
the cause and. II possible, affect a
cure. A talkative soul told him all
that he wanted to know and he went
ed to know and he went about per-
forming miracles. To the man who
had paid all of his money for piece
of land that would bring forth moth
ing better than ragweed he gave a
friendly hand and found him piece
of land that was as rich and fruitful
as the first piece had been pictured
to him when he bought. He found
several cases of this sort and in each
case he found a remedy and left hap
piness and new courage in his wake.
He found his way to the house of a
little widow who had lost her big,
strong husband few short weeks be-
fore and when he left her humble cot
tage he had banished care from that
abode and left hope in It's place. In
tidy white tent by the road side ne
found woman bending above her
tubs, working with more than wom-
ans strength for honest bread and
butter. with her he left the where
withal TO build pretty little home,
with vines climbing over the door
and geraniums in the winodw boxes.
He went to the home where Grip
pled boy. with dark eyes full OF
dreams, lay on his bed of pain, with
the sun and the dust beating in at
the windows. He sent this boy to
lovely, cool and quiet sanitarium
where silent-footed, skilfull-fingered
nurses and surgeons cared for MN
1 and made him well again. And OF
! all the wonderful things this rieh
man did for love of his fellow men
| this was the most wonderful.
BY this time the love of giving had
so filled his soul that he felt 1t ne
cessary to seek place where he
could quietly thank God for giving
him the means by which he was able
to make so much happiness. and ne
made his way to the little grey
church and entered. Instantly the
cheerless interior struck chill to ms
Ibeauty-loving soul and he said, mere
surely is chance to beautify. lie
/ had the rigid, ugly posts in front OF
/ the pulpit removed, and a loNely
curved chancel rail placed there in
stead. He gave gasp of horror as
| his ewes fell on the notified scarf on
ION OF the piano and he put 1t in the
| stove whore it ignited of itself and
swiftly burned to a small pie OF
ashes soft and white and feathery,
beautiful at last in death. In the
basement he worked wonders. The
! entire place was cemented, furnace
1 Installed and dining room and
i kitchen partitioned off Screens
were put in all over the church and
woodbines were trained 10 cover the
unlovely outside walls, while grass
seed was sown with lavish hand
and next to the church was erected q
pretty. comfortable little manse
painted white with soft green trim
mings and here, too, flowers and
vines and velvet grass had their way
One thing more remained to be
done and that was done quickly and
thoroughly. \ club house was erect