The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-10-03

neafC! On, InaL lie might SHOW HeI
this proof of His mercy and forgive
ness!
The movements in the street were,
to the sad woman with her head COW
cred, unnoticed until a sound of hur-
rying footsteps going past drew her
attention. A crowd was gathered at
the post office where the mail-car had
just arrived, and some men with ex-
cited faces, and holding open news
papers in their hands, were hurrying
down to the office which in a mo-
ment was surrounded by the crowd
from the post Office. Some men, more
leisurely than the rest were talking
nearby
well, wouldn't any one know that
his career could only wind up like
that-a rascal of spendthrift.
but if it was only himself that was
ruined! Look at all the people that
put their money in his hand, thinking
him safer than the bank-oh, is it
there you are, Mrs. Coyle? I hope
to goodness you had nothing in the
agents keeping for he's after making
a clean sweep of everything! Yes,
ma am, oh, it's true enough, more's
the pity. The newspapers have it
all in black and white"
Without listening to another word
Nelly was down at the office door like
the wind. Was she to lose now all
chance of the reparation that her
heart asked for? She made her way
with others into the room where the
tired clerks we're assuring all inquir.
ers that they could tell them no more
than what everyone could see in the
papers. Mr. Leslie was gone since the
beginning of the week-the worst was
to be feared.
Peggy Dunno, Nelly's neighbor, was
waiting for her on the outskirts OF
the crowd.
SIS it true?" she asked.
ct isl said Nelly briefly.
"Well, may the Lord look down or
you! Your ninety hard-earnet
pounds!"
A week ago it would have haC
merely that significance for Nelly
her money gone. Now there was gone
with it everything that stood between
her and despair At the door of the
kindly neighbor she resisted the urg
ing of the latter to come in and have
cup of tea. She wanted to be a
home, to give herself up to the full
tide of her affliction.
She did not close her eyes tina
night. In the morning she was OF
the road again with her can of milk
her face gray and more grim thai
ever, her mind asking what mere.
was there in Heaven. She had beer
hard, unfeeling woman, but she hat
repented and the Lord met her re
pentance with this killing blow. PEG
pie came and said sympathetic words
to her, but she hardly answered them
What was the good of their talk? 1
could not bring back the money tina
might have done all that she cared t.
see done in this world.
Going home at noon with her empt!
can she was interrupted in he
gloomy thoughts when she reached
the gates leading to the agents house
A thin white hand was tapping at thu
lodge window and reckoning to her.
You are the Widow Coyle, think 2
said low voice belonging to yer!
worn and gentle face, when Nelly pre-
scented herself in the lodge parlor.
Nelly, not wondering much, fo
wonder with almost everything els
seemed to have died out of her
acknowledged that she was.
"Well, Them" said the lady, nerv
ously, taking a little. package out O
her pocket this is something that
must give you. 1t is the money tina
you deposited with my husband.
found it in a drawer in his study will
the deposits of two other widows, ant
l am sure that he meant them to b.
returned. Say nothing about it tt
anyone for may be transgressing thu
law in giving it to you, although
feel that it is plainly my duty"
She counted the notes and gold int
Nellys hand and then cautiousl.
opened the door for her. She was ;
kind woman and took for granted tn
grateful feeling that Nelly, bewildere'
by the strange happenings, was un
able to express.
The bewilderment passed, however
and great glow of happiness succeed
ed it. There was nothing now, Nell.
felt, to stand between her and thu
glad reunion.
But the hearts desire is not Away
easily attained. When in the widow
eagerness to set out that evening 70
the Casey's home, she was not pre-
pared for the utter want of knowledg
there about Mary. Old Ma'am Case,
sought and found the Christmas lette
of Lizzies in which she spoke of Mar,
Coyle having left Manchester ant
gone to work in a hospital some