The Forrest City times., 1914-07-24

I've brought yer ter this pass Lemme bear the brunt O 1t"
 An. the greatest good of all had rot vanished, and that was the love trey bore one to the other The sunshine came flooding back into mothers heart. She lifted her face, beautiful. rosy, eternally young. This was the man for whom she had gladly risked want and poverty the displeasure of her own people, almost half century ago Now at last she could point him out to all her little world and say. See, he gives me the red side of the apple'' She lifted her eyes, two bright sapphires swimming with the diamond dew of unshed, happy tears.
 I'm a-thinkin. father" she twit- tered, that naow me an yew be a-gwine so fur apart, we be a-gittin closer tergether in eperet than we've ever been afore"
 Abe bent down stiffly to brush her cheek with his rough beard, and then. awkward, as when a boy of sixteen he had first kissed her, shy ashamed at this approach to a return of the old time love making, he seated himself at the small, bare table.
 This warped, hill-and-dale ta ble of the drop-leaves. which had been brought from the attic only today after resting there for ten years, had served as their first dining-table when the honeymoon was young. Abe thoughtfully drummed his hand on the board, and as Angy brought the tea pot and sat down opposite him, he recalled:
 We had bread an tea an apple sass the day we set up housekeepin'. dew yew remember, Angy?"
 An l burned the apple sass" she supplemented, whereupon Abe chuck led, and Angy went on with a thrill of genuine gladness over the fact that he remembered the details of that iong-ago honeymoon as well as she: @Yew don't mind havin' no butter to- night, dew yer, father?"
 He recalled how he had said to her at that first simple home meal: "Yew don't mind bein' poor with me, dew yer, Angy?" Now, with silent shake Of his head, he stared at her, wonder ing how it would seem to eat at table when her face no longer looked at him across the board, to sleep at night when her faithful hand no longer lay within reach of his own She lifted her teacup, he lifted his, the two gag ot oil he Er;, halfdistressed half-comforted by the fact that love still remained their toastmaster after the passing of all the years. Of a sudden Angy ex- claimed, We forgot ter say grace" Shocked and contrite, they covered their eyes with their trembling old hands and murmured together. Dear Lord. we thank thee this day for our daily bread"
 Angy opened her eyes to find the red roses cheerfully facing her from the back Of the rocking chair A robin had hoped upon the window sill just outside the patched and rusty screen and was joyfully carolng to her his views of life. Through the window vines in which the bird was almost meshed the sunlight sifted softly into the stripped, bare and lonely room Angy felt strangely encouraged and comforted. The roses became sym bolical to her of the lilies of the field which toll not neither do they spin :" the robin was one of the two spar rows sold for farthing, and one of them shall not fall to the ground with out your Father" while the sunlight seemed to call out to the little old lady who hoped and believed and loved much; Fear ye not therefore Ye are of more value than many sparrOws!"