The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1929-11-08

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sand everybody who buys one, will
sell four more"
"And it all started from one. One.
single, solitary, little one"
The girls talked on and on. But
Ginger drew herself away from them,
sat enwrapped in lmpenetrable thought
She remembered the old chain let
tiers. They had come with some fire.
quency q few years ago, prayers for
almost everything, for the sick, for
foreign missions, for prohibition. for
fundamentalism, for the second com.
ing of the Lord. for The release of
anarchistic prisoners condemned to
death
sand everybody sends 1t on to so
many more, and every one of them
sends it to so many more, and they
send it"
Ginger got up suddenly and went
out of the room. She walked dizzily.
She went upstairs, ger the short lad
der from tine linen closet, and -
anced II against the wall undei. ne
A.aur ,hosp. Sis, vAe*sSSA ssnot tier hands
Embed. But she climbed carefully
1.-the ladder was s,0ld-pushed up the
trapdoor, and pulled herself through
the opening. From force of habit, for
she was not then thinking of trap
doors, she locked 1t behind her. and
made her way carefully over the
beams to her sanctuary under the
dOrmer window. There she sat down
heavily, to think. She thought, and
thought, and thought, until aer bright
eyes were so wide, so bright, so blue,
that of sudden they seemed to hurt
her. and she shut them hard. Her two
small hands we're grirped so tightly,
with fingers inrerlaced so closely, that
suddenly she knew they were throb-
bling with pain, half paralyzed, so that
she had to work them apart, slowly,
a finger at a time. But she did not
stop thinking.
"Chain letter-on and on-all over
the world-thOusands and thousands
and nobody dares to stop because no
body would dare to break the chain
for the blind-a home for the blind
on and on and on"
SUDDENLY Ginger burst into low
nervous laughter, and laughed and
cried and twisted her little hands, and
rocked back and forth on the stool
10 an ecstasy.
"Oh, oh. how heavenly. how perfect.
~ heavenly never could have
thought of such brilliant thing. Oh.
as father says, ! see the hand of the
Lord in this!"
She pulled the stool to the low table
which she used as desk, and seated
herself with a professional briskness
Indicative of the oneness OF purpose
which prompted her. Selecting three
pencils from a large humber in the
drawer. sic sharpened them briskly.
Then she drew her pad Of paper
toward her, and opened 1t.
Then she studied intentiy, chewing
her pencil. She wrote a nasty line,
and quickly scratched 1t out. Again
she wrote. again she frowningly dis.
carded It. Several times she re.
peaied this painful process, but at
last. as so often happens, persistent
effort brought inspiration, and she
wrote fiuently, without a pause for
thought
sour parsonage home for the blind
is sadly In need Of funds TO carry on
its noble work. Will you not con.
tribute Ten Cents to this very worthy
cause? And complete the chain of
good vibrations by sending copies of
this letter 70 three OF your friends In
whom you have confidence? In this
way, this valuable institution will en-.
large its circle of friends and will be
enabled to continue its care of the un.
fortunate and needy blind.
1--WE depend on you.
"Do not break the chain.
"E. Tolliver, treasurer.
"Red Thrush, Iowa."
Ginger was greatly pleased with the
formal tone of this letter. She knew
very well that If she received such an
appeal. she would contribute gladly
II she had the money. She read 1t