Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1921-03-11
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fered extreme prlVatlOn: FathGrr rO'NeI
and the. Reverend Offs. Singleton ,sot
the Congregational 8 church. 1e~wsnt
among the people, minlstering to the
sick, of whom there, were many; and
giving counsel to men. and women
who we're unaccustoned to prosperity
and Unqualified wisely to enjoy 1T.
One day, Father O'Nell. saw the Wild
ow, Moran coming into town with a
great bundle of fagots on. her back.
"ThIs looks little like the old coun.
try" he remarked. ?,
She stopped and swung her fagots
to the ground and announced: IF do
Tint an mny Cod help us It's hard
times, Father. In spite O. all the mon
ey, It's hard times. It looks like there
wasn't enough to go 'round-the ships
be takin' SO many things TO- the old
country" 90. =, \
How is my beloved shenlierd?" the
good Father asked, 80, -
"AIother O. God! The house, Is that
cold. he's been layln' 'abed for week
an Judge Crooker has been away on
the circuit" 49,. :.
"Too badw said the priest. "Tve
been so busy with the sick and the
dying and the dead have hardly had
time to think of, you."", 49,.
Against her protest he picked up
the fagots, and carried them on hiS
own back to her kitchen. i. j..
He found the Shepherd IN a sweater
sitting up in bed and knitting socks.
"How is my dear boy?" the good Fa-
ther asked. ,
"very sad," said the Shepherd. IT
want to do something. to help and my
legs are useless. =. -.
."Courage!" Mr.. Bloggs seemed to-
shout from his shelf at the window
side and just then he assumed a most
valiant and determined look as ne.
added: aForward! march, ::
Father o'Neil'd did Khat,he could to
help in that moment or peril By say
ing: ,,,,ioy -
"Cheer up, boy. In going out. 70
Dan Mullins this afternoon and I'll
make him bring YOU q big load OF
wood. I'll have you At your work to-
morrow. The spring will be coming
soon and your flock = %ill ~, b be back in
the garden" = M i.g!t s =, ::
1t was not easy, TOPPING a smile to-
the face of the little Shepherd those
days. A number of his friends had
died and others were aick and he was
HELPLESS. Moreover, his mother had
told him of the disappearance Of Pau
line and that her parents feared she
was in great trouble, Thls had wor-
ried him, and the more because MS
mother had declared that the girl was
probably worse than dead. He could.
not quite understand It and his happy
spirit was clouded. The good Father
cheered him with merry jests. Near
the end of their talk the boy said :
"There's one thing in this room that
makes me unhappy. It's that gold
piece In the drawer. 1t does nothing
but lie there and shiver. and talk to
me. Seems as If it complained Of the
cold. It says that it wants to move
around and get warm. Every time
hear of some poor person that needs
food or fuel, it calls out to me there
in the little drawer and says, How
cold am! How cold ami My moth
er wishes me to. keep 1t for some time
of trouble that may come to US, but
can't. It makes me unhappy. Please
take 1t away and let It do what 1t can
to keep the poor people warm"
"1yell done, boys!" Mr.. Bloggs
seemed to say with look Of Joy as II
he now perceived that the enemy was
in full retreat.
..There's mo worse company these
DAYS, than q boarded coin, said the
priest. 'T won't let it plague you any
more"
Father O'Neil took the coin from
the drawer. It fell from his fingers
with merry laugh as 1t bounded on
the floor and whirled towGrd.the door