The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1916-02-04

n it'S t}te now, anu De had hoped
Tor SUCH great things. IL was him
derlng his usefulness: the minister
SAW taat, yet how was he to Apply
and remedy? Lily was his wife; he
had married her and was bound TO
stand by her, even If he Enew her at.
titude to be wrong. Ne sighed heav-
lily He loved his wife, he loved his
people, and he loved his work.
just then knock sounded. Lily
was busy with her music. He could
hear ner playing as he opened the
door
a stout iorid-faeed man stood
there, smiling. Good morning, he
said bashfully.
the minister's face frightened at
once. Come In, re said, taking the
big hand.
The man followed him into the
pleasant, sunny study. II was Marx
Sanford, one of the members OF his
church. He lived with his wife and
children, out at the edge OF town,
on a place he tended and gardened
himself.
Sit down, Mark" said the minis.
ter kindly; and the big man, still
hasnful, sat down, twirling his hat
10 his hands.
"Well, Mr.. Whitney," he began,
I've eUme to ask favor he paused
My wife has a birthday Thursday, "
he went on, and thought it would
be nice to have little surprise for
her. I've asked few OF the neigh.
bors to come in, and I've the supper
planned, but 1. won't be complete
without the parsun and his wife. "
81 see, said Mr.. whitney, whose
smile was a little sad. "Ill see,
Mark" he said gently. 'I'll tel
Mrs. Whitney and II we can arrange
it you may count on US. "
The man rose. His honest face
CLEANED. "Thank you, sir, he said
lit won't be complete without you.
Left alone the minister bowed hi,
head in his hands. Lily would not
think of going out TO Mark Sanford s
he knew that, and somehow he hatet
TO give the honest fellow pain.
''IIow much he thinks Of hi'
wife, !" he thought, and then with 4
sigh he wished to himself that Lily
thought as much of him.
''Who was that big, common.look
ing man who called here this morn
ing?" asked lis wife at dinner.
The minister's heart sank. mari
Sanford, one Of our members. HI
wants to give his wife birthda!
surprise, and has invited you and m,
to his house that evening TO help eel
citrate it. "
do you want TO GO his wifi
asked, turning her large eyes upOI
him, such beautiful, unhappy eyes a
they were, too.
II ought to go" he corrected gen
tly. Mark Stanford is an honest
hard working fellow, and he is
member of my church. ! do not Sc
how we are to refuse.
VERY we'll. ] suppose we mus
go, then, she answered.
Nothing more was said, hut whe
she cane down dressed for the birth
day surprise, he noticed that she ha
pot on her daintiest dress, and tina
her hair was arranged In its pretties
fashion
GLOW beautiful she was, h
thought, land what help she coul
be to me If she only would"
You look very nice, Lily, " he sal
gratefully.
They took the early car, for the
had to go two miles out. Here is tb
place, - announcer the minister.
They were the first arrivals. Mar
Sanford's vile, in blue Rlnghar
apron, opened the door herself.
why" she cried, a pleased eH
pression lighting up her face, "if
isn't the minister and his Wife -
She usheIed them into a plain III
tie room where an old man was slt
ting. Father, she smiled, here
the minister and his wife. The
have come all the way out TO sc
US"
; And then, before the minister an
his wife could take their things Of