TKEBE’S NO THANKSGIVING “Oh, Eunice,” said Mrs. POCKET SKBOUD. Allison, IN A STORY twice that she obliged look lotto to ten Mr. Woodhofflea?’ “Well?” queried. he yes, or once was acre moving “You always the uneasily. again the check convince herself she exclaimed. at “How perfectly to splendid! “Well?” echoed. she see thing. It best side of is it gold.” she not “fairy But before You leave Why, Mr. lam must Sharperson, “Eh!” millions. every very easy was your many positively for And the talk, don’t and festive crowd. to but know had she calm reached the door gay quite be heiress. The lawyer wholly you getting to unprepared “You you need hide those not to try was an was pa- Though roll in billions royal you the half of the I have. You know Isn’t there enough quietly usual. She to enter* mistake?” having talk thrown care for the burden of the as some Bessie; are,” There’s I pocket know what they in shroud. pers, no a Mr. Allison’s affairs had all be to “No.” Walter’s chair, kissed him, went to him. rather incoherent and beyond this up upon said Walter Allison, little with sad straightened by (this little a out Whether envelope in bands. He prince peasant, “And and the his the put sale is really made?” nothing. could me a pauper, exclamation or say Whether rich proud,— his triumphantly, smile, for Mrs. he watched the motions of Allison knew or poor or “Yes.” opened it, looked check, then at the at The widow looked the as at Remember that there isn’t she business woman), and I good “For his said: three wife, and thousand?” looked fire and taciturn was a her wife. at pocket in shroud. Any a have look everything, after to ‘Yet “Yes.” Bessie. have “You right, no one my are wooer. bills, Mrs. Allison had the just taken You’ll have all this world glorj% of properly. This is to “Mr. forsaken, Sharperson, I the righteous I have the “I not seems manage a greatest must say,” she observed with nor seen a for bills post-carrier they the from With record long and loud, were, a world of trouble. ” mind begging bread.’ I feel if this I his seed had in kiss touch of the world to in her voice, “that I as ever sarcasm stood before place the door; she And and story, and at a in song as “Oh, yes,” Mrs. Foster, “but said ” Ethel I do deserve be and not must for have ardent lovers.” But pocket in shroud. you. you; more seen no fastening her your the bureau mirror, know ‘desire better country, “Do.” it. ” Mr. Sharperson you we looked a rather abashed hat, slip the she had endeavored to ugly, lavish So be of riches, that is heavenly.’ If r only reach your The too,” he “From sister Catherine, widow a e astonished at having at this, and indeed w began to feel was so of her sick yellow envelopes out Neither vain cold proud. nor nor world, that these troubles will postmark which elicited added, pointing the suit to monosyllable such if his for seem of that the rich widow’s you’ll gain a And the golden niches a husband’s sight. small. But, Catherine, I’ll tell character* had Bessie, in excitement, not from have chance her the that she almost hand very In clime without cloud! bachelor to whatever noticed. a a any was Allison “I Mr. again, “Yes,” sighed thing good if feel to do, don’t forgot it be you a you to bridle, but fortunately of must urged with success more well what they are—but know very specially thankful yourself—but I know remembered LACONIC in A WOOER. time what expected vigor. He aroused himself by great effort was be I how they paid, when, to are or will think quietly awhile after of it was! her Such you you and with warmth: room as a warm, cozy sex. some sure,” clasped don't know, I and he am if make somebody cannot through “Really,” in The sunshine she “That you simpered, “you showed it more.” autumn —see came are his white hands with thin his over eyes else thankful. Try it, and if south windows, dancing Mrs. Abigail Widgin, positively and the east you buxom widow dreadful! wouldn’t have “Come,” the widow thought see I with a Hir side wife his low at a moan. was Now I don’t thankful yourself. believed if the soft, it carpet, to test grow of you!” getting on; complacency, “we gay as over and forty, of four sewing in the are sat winter some in moment. a be going, father’ll think I’m must She flame brightness with the glowing its opportunity or paused give him it is something elicit speech of that to to an a disheartened, dear,” she “Don’t be sunlight which the fell through going all night. But will to stay Franklin of old-fashioned adding the you Mr. in great something but length him.” from more, cheerily. “You getting well Baid, are stand of geraniums and and petunias before the liniment ? I’ll make try Sharperson tables Perhaps the chairs and had some, already exceeded the stove. Aloud she said: I know fast and after while now, so a send it thing the the first in sitting primly places, the window. cheerful ordinary trifle in their A limits stood morning.” of his habitual reticence, over “Very well, that showed it if room a more, difficulties. shall of these get out we and speck be found by but spot to unnatural recoil will. not not How I judge,” she to burned wood fire or was the hearth, its a a now was you am Why,” playfully, “I on she added, going am r Allison’s “Ifyou please,” Mrs. polished surfaces; and silent than their as continued w smiling, and glancing in more you ever. on up reflected this flames in collect bill of glistening brass the to my own a voice. reply, in strangely softened “I the shall have turned picture begin might a look out for to which with blood in every on soon a manner no man S2O. You morning, value of to the dogs glistening fire brightly fly less endeavored And good Mrs. Foster, having o fortune but wall and searched in hunters,” Widgen, remarked Mrs. his veins could have resisted, “how every corner, am looked about curiously, ought have not to so and body, give medicine soul to to the sunbeams than themselves. cobweb would have archly. neither dust “I hope you'll । I ?” protect to judge but by I what nor see have and then w'ould not you her good evening bade friend blythe A pleasant, from inquisitive them when met a come.” For Mr. Widgin they reply Sharperson committed Mrs. poly little me your eye. roly was a visitors.” known of these unwelcome and departed. Catharine Alison's Mr. Mrs. Sharperson’s looks expressed ■ the remarkable deed of his most entire room was sunny with snapping black of “Until had found woman, eyes, some way you she ” “I spoke plain, wonder if I too small, old such But that sitting entire willingness undertake | life. He to his chair with from the room. rose bowing Walter, them eh?” said out, ?heeks like Baldwin apples, and hair said, she talked hour later two the the in the over defense lady, who lay sofa of his fair client as an that he deliberation, took utmost step warmest on a across smoothing the fair head bent his over the afternoon’s visit with “father” only in which few white threads disturbed little evidently had of the did feel of it a not to the wide hearthrug the to side of his room, corner necessary chair. I full well “And know expected your Foster, “Not bit, bit,” said Mr. not it into put words. sunshine about her. a a the hostess, threw his gloss. There around her neck raven arms was an wisely. You S2O is all spent, heartily. “Folks generally “I in her don’t fretful experience shone know. ” the A pursued widow, can and kissed her with heartiness great determination, air of it is in her Bessie, but I true, brave little are a woman, take plain talk better’n most gazing lines about abstractedly sharp, dark and the into the fire, your “but people’s and satisfaction. apparent eyes shall this tide how stem not firm lower jaw, but this can see we I soft talk; and Catherine Allison was so overshadowed shall pleasant. The have look about her thin lips not to for somebody “Mercy!” Widow Widgin, cried making were I have notion writing much longer. of a ought talking by the hear plain general to in rosiness and to take What also elderly, who of do lady, sat ineffectual other once release herself. efforts to opposite care me. you say, I dislike do sister Catherine. to to awhile. She’s plain enough herself, Mr. “Who Sharperson?” in keeping Mrs. Allison, seemed jolity of her face to be hardly leave kiss I to me? more as gave you perceptible, other it, there just but I’ll now seems no bound.” be “I?” with surroundings. Peace the such impudence. ” was and never saw close observer ” even a way. Whether Mrs. Foster r too plain “Certainly, written all the fair placid face, in You know w as But the other having tasted the over you. my once Thanksgiving,”said “Wait until after would have pronounced Mistress Abgail Mrs. Allison could not, not forget business mouth, affairs the kindly the firm, sweet perfectly, and advise or of her lips, apparently enjoyed sweet eyes, can Bessie. she placidly sat sewing in the words; lady afternoon her and when tho old knitting as better the faded, wrinkled hands, than anybody I them well was far too to abandon the feast now me can It is hand, “Thanksgiving! at near finally helped her to and bed, to think belongs sunlight, of. Now, with the unhurried which dame hs gracious to be perfectly frank, room, easily, and proceeded with unction a grace as so is with debts and duns, it ? What not could but she sleep, began to think not what only the Mrs. Eunice Foster being aged. married kiss to her again. to to she comely. say you my I feel particularly that shall was fancy not we suggestion, her old friend’s that seemed impersonation of the calm again?” over j “I declare,” she exclaimed, yielding an Walter said grateful,” The clock in the joyous ticked or corner monotonously, she make somebody else thankful.” “Nothing.” day without. i with autumn good what she to evidently grace bitterly. Allison, the cat the hearth Catherine Allison Christian, And on “Oh, “It’s Thanksgiving,” she rug think I ought talk week to was a not to could help, “by the not a you so way you go on that “I thankful, Walter, dear, am albeit she confessed herself unthankful alternately slept, plainly and then, said she the stitches her awakened it. Well, likely counted would think an about not, engaged.” as on very one we were all, far recovered, and, above you are so Bible She reader, and but you’ll least needle, at allow that there might Whereupon the lawyer one. was a gazed her at by sudden of the seam fire, awoke to me.” And a snap that spared to you were Bible words intermingled with Mrs. be circumstances Mrs. Foster made this brief remark which would make with it satisfaction great and proprietor' she lustily until drowsiness here faltered, and Bessie’s voice again purr ov- Foster’s “Blessed is he that considereth best for again.” in half apologetic if she rather to ship shining in his black tone, me marry as eyes. a hid shoulder, husband’s her face her her. The widow with on sewed poor; the Lord will deliver him the in ercame on “Yes.” contradicted, called “We expected be are,” he said.—Boston Courier. to or silent and both they remembered were as trouble. The Lord will time of perfect and scarcely “I’ve been widow if foi* her five and account statement; to in composure, even a a years, some way in the the empty crib next room, the bed strengthen him of languishing the right Mrs. Allison in the habit turned ” for upon firmer of the mouth betrayed the was man up curve the boy A Genuine Love Story. and little hither baby a grave w : will Thou make all his bed She paused with the differing from other people first, secret desire to of at fact that she keenly months debating had been laid onlv few to rest was some a sickness.” in A clergyman and his bride shake the geneleman opposite, whether she of their opinion not. if to young see was or important in her ago. matter mind. Only by that operation his taciturn But she much at tongue present too “I have sufficiently considered invited large not given guests at party was occupied a were Mrs. Allison, dear,” said “Yes, rous from time time her glance to raised might loosened. dissent be with her grievances to not was the therefore perhaps Lord the own noor, by wealthy parishioner. In all the ing will be thankful herself, to “we a “If,” echoed significantly, she usually did. he she has withheld His strength dial, when from the and length to at the as as me. Eth have and, precious each other freshness elegance and of her bridal “Well, I I feel specially paused. must dont Make else kful!—where than say some one sound of footsteps crunched the lam tempted despond, when el And to on wardrobe the wife shown “Why, she thankful.” said Mrs. Allison, drawing of course,” retorted, “you young shall I begin ?” among I myself: ‘I have and to without heard, the quick, over over’ say snow was the affghan her “I’ve will knees. allow that be right there must the distinguished by her throng, over a To be there her comeliness, righteous forsaken, the sure, was poor nor never seen comprehensive which the black all just had trouble another after somewhere, if could find him. ” survey man one one Mrs. Vaughn, rich neighbor, wasting vivacity and when attire; and bread,’ and then lam his seed begging away There that cheating “Yes.” this the made of indicated year. was room incurable eyes some the evening husband with disease, and her during her pious thankful of for the young an memory parents the “And, perhaps,” tenant place; and then continued she, upper me on a desire that everything should whispered did admit aside and not of procuring be right drew to her poverty her And I and must ancestors. now' laid flat o’ back in the hottest mischievous smile rev.ealing the lawyer’s to my very delicacies beautiful which might that she the most tempt the fitful work.” Mrs. Wilton about and and trig for the coming was woman guest, and my go see what with of the and the quite dimple, hitherto summer; eyes a new Mrs. Allison that his heart appetite. bethought her* in all the and like begging bread “That to company, seems showed, that the drought the wholly and moreover, newcomer unsuspected, her cheek, “and poor season crops are m jelly glasses with pride and love for of the and the canned burning it, ” was many me. very near or Now, failure. here I with had perhaps would let been expected. to a am a you even me come thought herself the happiest closets, her, she fruit in her and mentally think I set Wilton don’t “Mrs. so, can sprained ankle, knows when and nobody for legal advice in choice, if I A later Tilly, vou my moment and the trim in the world. Ten portion for the invalid. There, apart tell said Bessie, brightly. “I you,” get woman a I foot to the ground—if I paid well?” put can ever ushered maid, had into the the husband the Wheeler dapper later and family, had r work, and too, good prices for who room a same was years my you very can—and all business, and the whole “Certainly.” my little with markedly the lost by legal house, their home fire, and who wife tell guests at under-rate I not to man a same were were can you, are me, place going rack for need of “Well, advise,” cried the widow to then, some shrewd, twinkling air, and shining gathered similar receiving where the half-welcome shelter sir.” eyes, a was a gay now look to after things.” And Mrs. desperately. one bald the his The wife of* spot of head. of brother’s overcrowded house. The top ten Walter Allison looked bright, at the on years company. a Allison self-pity, drew long sigh of She had been perfectly for two a “Good sure afternoon, Mr. Sharperson,” the dress she had house tenant her place trim, brave face, the energetic but same worn on own upper wore on and wiped her fine three months that Mr. Sharperson a very eyes upon the widow said briskly, rising with or hospitable previous occasion; of it had should site the why offer it empty; not graceful figure before him. and sighed course was longing he linen-cambric handkerchief. her could to to alacrity. was propose “I begay fear and old-fashioned John Wheeler to been made honest for rent free to again, but Bessie pretended to hear. not over, was you Mrs. Foster glanced the but the words his and around get tongue, over Toil coming. ” not almost shabbv. and and and the winter? She stirred the fire into ablaze, were care arranged that bright full she had said herself this afternoon comforts, and to of room, so “Good afternoon,” the gentleman mother-hood and pinched circumstances “And Walter—my Walter!” and little the books and returned, poor papers a on feminine should it if wit luxuries; then the trim, do out he even upon allowing his hand shaken the to be had taken out of her entirely herself, for her husband’s reach, shook tears, not stand within roses now came could devise Anything short well-kept grounds, and beyond the of to way. a vigorously. spirit her cheeks, and the litho out of into Mrs. Allison’s sleepless If the lounge cushions, and made the eyes. up deliberately proposing herself she wide fields where the stacked was the crowd corn was “Sit down by the fire,” pursued the She apart from form. sat into the tenderest look and crept bare rather any one ever as cozy comfortable room prepared do, and began standing in low She thought to of she to now rows, widow,bustling and preoccupied. about with the desire of looking of Catherine Allison’s heart it kiss possible; and with to careworn corner as a lest she be forced the untouched provisions fear should stores of in to even roughened with doing something, quite knowing Her small hands Writer. yet not her brother She little Ethel, and injunction “take to coarse was young an that the house, it and how extreme great, neat, measure. the minister’s easy ungloved, for exactly what do. “It be toil, to must had married cousin, aud had Bessie not of papa.” went out good were a a care Now, when everything had been for the thin, withered hands so small. was near painfully cold day for all the The salary her changed maiden indeed, she into the wintry air. was sun. snow* name; speaking admirably worked to her to trace few words a husband up the a upon little ten paper crunches much for know A too not to apart, delighted she had “always been he husband years >She brave to one say an woman, as was a instead of uttering the which point for him, would that into turn his wife, and, he looked paper money that. You found it didn’t you?” she stood and at Allison.” Walter, said; spite her cheeriness, had but, in of as so, younger many years the lawyer only smiled value. decisive word She thought little how her faded dress and her a concluded, knowing observed by experience nothing than herself left had been to her by heavy weight weary there her on care was a silent. To tell the truth, he spared Mrs. Allison’s abundance and from was of all her patient, of likely attitude, short direct question great their dying and Catherine had November morning. By mother, heart this sense a w'as the important get would bring to pleasure thankfulness and question was as eager his heart. loving faithfulness elicit from the to taciturn all if she business given the boy mother’s over those sudden of came of turns response a care, a some could he asked the widow, into less favored homes; she thought as was caught his Looking she earnest lawver. Walter could give motherly tenderness. gaze occurring in cities, not often up our so his natural laconic habit how but her friend had it in her to filled overcome his power “Yes,” and noticed that he answered briefly. He knew how dear he his thrown to eyes were Allison had been out of never was employment. bashfulness which just and the uplift bowed with toil, add to now exaggerated She and with went to some “Uncommon cold, I should say,” tears. fault-finding sister, and w’hen illness Then the and to rose come came Mrs. Widgin’; mouth it. comfort set sick chamber, and to questioning mutely asking him, her herself some Mrs. Widgin, seating went quickly followed man’s he could longer endure the eyes death of baby, by estate on no itself trifle firmlv than before. larder, and thinking thus, Mrs. more his a explanation of sparse opposite her and spreading out guest contradiction tedious fever which had the incessant and faultfinding emotion. the long an the if really “That is always Foster sighed, too. her way one tenderly took when he And her plump hands the blaze, if to brought the husband and father almost of her home, he sought as so another advice. If I didn’t you’d probably “And what wants sighing for, his led her hand and placing it are her you talking of the made temperature home and employment in the the of the and on arm to verge grave, This be ready enough give it. ” to Eunice?” Mrs. said Allison, sharply. and told her how the crowd from sensible of it. “Colder than though convalescent city. Then he added his offense by he still to away usual mere now' was obliously absurd that they both “If I thankful, I’ll it; not to so thinking of her was she he had been am think ?” own for the don’t as himself wife without and helpless. Under the taking to weak season, you so confiding constant a pretending smiled, and both, to and need sit there looking like not she move when before looked you ten “Perhaps.” was a his sister. For drain their slender had become in the least in years a means their little moved chairs the fire, funeral.” she nearer a and how much a bride, “Oh, it certainly is; much colder.” his while he endeavored more precious painfully less, necessaries aud wife young were together. “Was I looking gloomy?” said Mrs. much nearer him and how No to •family more keep the intercourse by sadly needed, and debts calling to was now response. were up with Widgin said, “I see,” Mrs. Foster, with little laugh, for she an all, for her shabby dress beautiful for of is, time a understood “But then it after all, the loudly letters, but Mrs. Allison cooler for payment. grew “I shall have air of mock despair, to Mrs. well Allison’s moods too hands, and how he roughened and weather. when expects appreciated husband needed less and cooler, and last all communication As her at year one severe soon as think I catechism. Do make it be to offended her plainness of speech. at you sacrifices patient a all her and " But them. of her Bessie Allison had ceased between constant one no care, had married; no?” better get “I much have trouble. yes or their children, great him and toil for m sorry Still reply. you so a knew how Allison’s heart yearned courageously tried the place Mrs. to no assume significant “Yes,” he replied, with Catherine, but will things mend after a happiness filled her heart, of begin lengthen,’ ‘“The days to a ached wave after Walter, and to-night it for of “bread winner.” She and her husband you smile. awhile. ” shone her face that it light in begins know the proverb, ‘the cold to more gave relatives “herbov.” had both of wealth and where I had better “Have idea all and in youthful you any than its beauty, strengthen.’” “It hoped they is to be will. But that he position, the and struggling She had heard but some way was poor husband?” look for happy a this there not silence of Still unbroken the part and ankle don’t improve so a foot to company was sickness fall notice; and the Allisons in straitened circumstances, that easily out of my on seem “Yes.” their this husband and wife, couple forced and the all, I almost I’m the lawyer, hostess and at as full had entered his Was it the had of pride, home. and was am sure a measure flaming “Good! Now getting faces aglow from the hearts and the weather to abandon for going have spell of rheumatism, are to we on. for Bessie oldest child that had died? called assistance. youngest more promising a a on none or transfigured sentiment that Where is it. ” of back and shoulders stiff. I topic. pure up a considered herself fortunate obtain Some had said Walter himself had to my are so one toils all the “Here. ” ennobled and glorified and “You brought the to for hardly closed last night.” sick—what expected sewing and fancy work from several ladies, been he might have papers me my eyes Oh, well, Westerly? privations they had endured. “Here in and I Mr. Sharperson?” sign. “Dear, dear,” said Mrs. Foster, very live in city—and his wife had and, she said, her work received going to suppose, sympathetically. a as who is in Mr. Sharperson, but there “Yes.” “Now, did try good prices. But there much been doing sewing for people. It you ever was was so ? I Westerly for to all Of know that they turpentine liniment? Just the yelk of marry assure me needed, though trimmed the little thing but—but— she good she knew how, course you are a Good Memory. Church-Going Dog’s A wouldn’t think of Mr. Smithers, I I right. I all in hands. well wine-glassfuls trust beaten, two you household strictly the needful; —she Allison. They to and must your an egg was an small children; I with his five did know anything mortgages.” about of turpentine, and wine-glass of never strong bills caused by that long illness, be helped And the next never a so manv some way. Mr. Green, the could endure tailor; cider vinegar; well mixed when they’re that, strive bravely she would, morning Mrs. Allison found Southbridge, Mass., in When pastor as a way, as can’t I’m to in Mr. Sharperson’s mind that It you mean me marry three wine-glassfuls stirred in sure of water look had into the has already been told. And those soft reader crept was the church 3 weary with connected gentleman a butcher; Church, the and Mr. Mr. legal for knew nothing about little who It’s just splendid at time. and lines r brown of by the time Thanksgiving it one a a a eyes, care was w ere came called the frequently at parsonage,, accompanied Stinchfield is odious for anything. too managed documents the widow had liniment. Father thinks there’s nothing gathering that how she found in around mouth, surprising sweet ways small size, many of rather by dog a I You don’t that can’t shrewdness, with remarkable her property you, marry liks it. It’s bad about ankle, see, too thankful. that hopeful which make others had always words for yet to your He the house. which became pet at a them?” of it being his to but not custom but I telling father, it’s any the invalid. as was a mercy Sunday When Thanksgiving bright and with his always went master came on "by “Yes.” his superfluous putting words waste didn’t break leg. ” “I of those bills," must said you your one her sittingroom down pay clear she amazed church, and would lie the to to at see was “Well, who else is there?” thoughts into speech, he made “Humph!” Mrs. Allison’s sole and Bessie, she passed along the remark busy no was which as door and in Walter of the doorway was near open, came pew, “Me.” ungracious rejoinder. “1 think Mr. Morris will street. wait Walter’s commenced Ethel, and I and Bessie and pulpit. As the soon as “You?” to,” whatever tell “I will sign “Yes, all have troubles,” awhile, 1 White me but of & not you our continued we and kisses would invariably am sure about her, Bessie’s the dog the service arms were “Me.” touching continued with really his client Mrs. Foster, wiping first Co. Twelve dollars of out twenty one cheek. into the altar and the my her and walk to start on last, and if It done at the lawyer It hard confidence. is for was and then the her glasses, and other of the they have waited woman to a go tell and there lie grocers; “We thought the pulpit so to of steps, must top we come have could but far conquered the lean nobody but herself have to so the to looking thoughtfully into fire. long I shall have what I upon. to how how thankful had helped the congregation and on us. see down facing you you us, remain half habit of century of bashfulness do should I’m I don’t know what I a “Some kind, and have of watch.” sure get one some us listener on have made said Bessie. quiet and attentive can my us,” you a follow his advantage, to ” without up everything as another; Lord generally deals but the She pressed her hand it she you. the “And oh, it kind of dear service. As through the upon as you, congregation was so would have swimmingly. Again gone on the kind He fit for just thought out to of the wedding day response. when Walter no us sees the last the singing of sister Catherine.” at rose He however, almost stupefied by you.” “I quite depend He was, For good The it her. upon to postoffice had years saw many us. a would his to gave steps hymn the d*^ retrace Before had fairly their got they temerity, and while widow wrappings his the sniff, reply, faint Still unless own health, then best give but be passad the pawnbrokers to no a to shop a wait there me poor* pew,respectfully master’s ere his Mrs. Foster in, her face off side the her of fireplace her came cast less scornful, might be eyes kinder, on had attentive considered. so reached. Almost mechanically more or she more pronounced, a benediction never the woman till was was beaming with joy. coyly, believing that least down at now than I had husband to stopped in and inquired for letters. The care retire with his. and then master. Mr. Catherine.” She he would take the initiative, “And oh, said, after the “Where papers?” children, I the too. Bessie and One handed almost for are her. adjoining worried removed me, to gentleman was an Walter Sharperson his side the less warmley greeting and his wife. deliberation, Sharperson with great Mr. on they none them, but deal about good sight of the blue rose shrank from the business-looking I removal Six weeks after his a town. his bashfulness. abased glances sheer “I wish could how comfortable out of baize and from the well if I had been you see Oh, along about green envelope. surely got it as and as pulpits with his exchanged pastor the Wheelers in the house let deposited entering, he had bag, which, Lord’s given are you Now the on dun! It addressed around. another not you a church and pulpit, not having the entered was was “Heavens!” thought the widow, shyly Mrs. Vaughn them and that small have, produced the table, says few troubles—” a “Walter R. Allison.” upon to his dog since he left him or seen helped her nearly all reconnoitering of the of last jelly to sit out legal turned He package of corner up groaned Mrs. Allison. He few!” “A papers. But I will it. be must not When I commenced Southbridge. open service, I rush her “have and day.” got to get again the widow and the fire, his to eye, up sprained given eye to-day,” “Well, He’s troubled again said the true you a ankle, recognized voice, the dog and bo my into nis arms? Was there cheery dwelling appreciatively the ever so aggravating thankful 1 help “I’m I could rep-covered He’s given upon but her trembling fingers slowly ■wife, tore sure am you a the be let scratched door to out; at as pew created!” speaking, without proportions of both, a man both,” said Mrs. Allison, but her them You be around, want to as, sofa lie envelope. to aside the of the pulpit the on. and, top to coming She coughed solfty, patted the she handed the documents Mrs. be to lips trembled. things, be looking after to Surely it and mistaken? Was she sure; lay formerly till the stairs, he down was a as hearth with her trim slipper tip, Widgin. secretly Foster laughed such Then Mrs. much better off but think how bank, and for three hun-dred check a you are when he went closing hymn, and on arose determined that short nothing of she asked, of them?” “Are there four Ethel that little had ringing laugh clear, Vaughn, lying where Mrs. Three dollars! than hundred dollars. Southbridge. he back the did in poor to pew as the absolute desperation should most “I of surprise. with all join in appearance she'll and to too. some lighten their she knows get would burdens, it How surprised never up, This the congregation, make her break the silence this. time. three.” only expected have going thanksgiving, “So to needing mother lightened the her childr, already it little a had how you are always church, n a sc the dog, poor at poor as length when At there seemed eminent volunteered he said, but he “Four,” told an all ? I after The Lord drought sadly. the Bessie wondered sent heart! how you, you remember, ■wife’s this till on remained in the quietly, at pew that the pair would prospect information. further consume make it would to all land, no business with Mrs. but transacted her too, some pay you pulpit afterward. she your are the your crops time, and went to never remainder of their mortal the the while unfolded The widow existence else thankful.” papers Wheeler’s, spoiled, Mr. by that she could listen and not like how Wilton; —Rev. one S. Cushing. answer in wordlessly into the staring professional watched with lawyer the Eunice, and I’m thankful “Yes, did, then his dreadful and house intelligibly box-plaiting and hailstorm; to you as the coals, and just widow reached looked them she and as too.” Catherine, Ah, to as decided between burnt ground. narrowness, the to the college Greenville, students the female tailor-finish, The of you, or she felt that when she speak point must high color flushed yet in the Allison, softly," “And,’’said Bessie the Lord has more ache, but satin pipings, back over characteristic uniform. plush bands C., S. * of we merits your or wear may Sharperson Mr. mad, did cheeks. somewhat florid her or go renew dear Thanksgiving will all thank God for this given soft pillows to rest rush home have just to which they she Their winter dress in when on; eager appeared, you very was so conversation. the selling succeed in really “Did blue-black cashmere, is of straw.” day.” the good haven’t you of And folks Walter tell .and news. even some