The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-05-02

she knew that that was what they
/ used to say when she passed them at
their play, but they all said it differ
emily now.
Something swelled up in her heart
"a great tenderness, mighty long
ing that broke down the barriers and
| swept the old loneliness into oblivion
that went out to embrace the low
| lest of them in warm and enduring
friendship. She saw the hurdy-gurdy
man smiling at her ecstatically, and
smiled happily back at him. The little
brown-faced lemon peddler waved a
vivid-hued handkerchief and the fruit
vender cheered unabashed. Over all
glowed the warm, worshipping graft
tude Of the man to whom she had
brought back life and hope-to whose
aid she had come like some kind angel
Of the beloved Christ, who had not
forgotten him in his bitter trial.
The judges voice was husky and
there was suspicious moisture in his
eyes when he arose to ask for silence,
prisoner might proceed. He, too, was
grateful to the woman who had come
to Angeles aid; for he had found it
hard to believe him guilty.
Frantic telephone messages from
home sent the frightened John in
search of the missing Margaret. 1t
was the startling announcement of
loudly cried Extra" that gave him a
clue Something told him that from
that scene in the court she would go
straight to the place she loved, in
spite of everything. He was met at
the door by radiantly smiling sister,
who looked none the worse for her
trying day.
Eyes, Til go home with you, John"
she said in answer to his anxious de-
mand, eff only to prove to Sarah that
/ am still alive. / am conscience
stricken at the anxiety must have
caused her. But had to help that
poor fellow, and there was not a mo-
ment to lose. Oh, yes, I'll go with you
now! But I'm coming back here
back to my own place tomorrow"
But 1 thought this terrible thing
and your illness-would teach you a
lesson, Margaret. l can't let you stay
here. 1t is not safe. You must be
with us or near us, where we can look
after you. I should think you'd see
this yourself.
"But l shall not be alone, John
never alone any more. I shall have
the little children in-all the dear lit
tie children; and their mothers and
their big sisters, too, perhaps. It came
how I can help them, and they can
help me- l will try to show them how
to be better Catholics, and good
Americans. Some of them are poor,
John, and SO they are tempted away
from their own church for the sake of
food and clothing. Why shouldn't l
try to give them what they need in a
worldly way, and keep them safe
where their hearts and their hopes are
at the same time. Here, where our
mother was the soul of hospitality,
will it not be sweet for them to find
warmth and food and all that can
give them of life's refnements? And
who knows but that some of you, and
our old friends, too, may be disposed
to help me out? And this cure for my
loneliness may develop into something
that will advance in this little corner
the greater glory of Cod"
John grew enthusiastic in spite of
| hi,ooco1f FOR uoc poonu dow cinon
he had seen Margaret look really
happy. After while the other broth
ers and sisters, as we'll as the
nephews and nieces, caught the fever
and were eager to help to put the plan
into execution.
So in course of time the old home
became a neighborhood house; and
sweet young girls and wise matrons
came to assist the busy, happy head of
it to entertain and care for the small,
dark-eyed guests, whose shyness soon
wore off, They learned so many
things at the house of their Proud
Lady'-to keep clean, to sew, to cook,
to care for the still smaller babies, to
pray. And the mothers and big sis
; tiers came-out of curiosity at first, or
to please the little ones; but after that
because they found so much that
helped them in their daily lives. They
grew to love very dearly the good
woman who took such an interest in
their welfare, never dreaming how
much they had done for her-the ache
they had soothed in her lonely heart.
Anna Cecilia Dople. In the ADe M0yt0.I