Grand Rapids Herald-Review Newspaper, November 21, 1903, Page 7

{ { { { i Oh, mothers in homes that are happy, And Thanksgiving laden with cheer, Where the children are dreaming already Of the merriest day in the year. As you gather your darlings around you And thanking the love that has dowered you And tell them the “story of old,” Remember the homes that are dreary, Remember the homes that are cold! Roe Rokovo NATHAN MARTIN’S * a “Fire—Fan—faster!” These were words of Nathan Mar- tin to his horse, Fan. He was urging aer forward over the freshly fallen November snow. In contrast with the whiteness of the snow was the road. Through the break in the firs at the right could be seen a building. From its roof was rolling a cloud of smoke. It was not Nathan Martin’s mill as owner, but he had hired it, nad put new machinery into it, and was expecting to run it. The owner was Mrs. Paulina Gregory, the widow of Solomon Gregory. “Oh, Fan, faster!” he yelled. “Nobody in sight, and there’s my mill burning! I can see the flames all over the roof. Nobody round, and it’s just a bonfire that nobody cares about. Nathan Martin’s hopes all turning into ashes. To-morrow’s Thanksgiving day. Don’t believe I'll play my violin in the choir. Oh, dear!” Fan had now arrived at the mill. Nathan jumped out of his pung and walked around the crimson, smolder- ing heap. He could not enter the building, for there was no building to be entered. Luckily, no corn had been stored there, and he had not brought any account books as yet. In anticipa- tion, though, of business . coming, there was $100 worth of new machin- ery that Nathan had put in. He waited until the ashes sank low- er, then he turned, and this thought was in his heart: “I wonder if it wouldn’t be a good plan to siep up and tell the bad news to the widow. Guess her seat will be empty, too, in the meeting house to-morrow.” The Widow Gregory, as it was the day before Thanksgiving, had gone to her table and was making preparation for the cooking of an extensive batch of pies. She was a very good-looking wom- an, but her daughter Kitty’s good looks threw her mother’s quite into the shade. Kitty Gregory has made this con- fesion to herself: “Poor fellow! He's going to have a dreadfully lonely time down in that old mill. He is too fine a fellow to be shut up there. If a young woman had ever an idea of mar- rying anyone it would be safe to ac- cept him. If that young man is really going to that lonely, old mill, I won- der if I could do anything to cheer him up.” She thought a moment—then she smiled—then she burst out laughing. “Tl do it!” she exclaimed. “I'll get one of mother’s mince pies and take ft down there to-night, Tuesday. I know how to get into the mill and I'll Jeave the pie in what he calls his of- fice. There. won’t that make him hap- py! I'll get mother to let me have a pie before it is baked and I'll mark a K on the cover—that will set him to wondering—there are lots of Kitties ‘in town.” That evening a solitary figure stole up to a little side door of the mill. Nathan had often said he must have “Vil put the pie on the chair.” a lock put on that door; it had never been done. Kitty Gregory stole through that unfastened door. In one hand was a very palatable mince pie, marked with candle and matches. She scratched her matches and lighted the candle. “V’ll drop these matches down that crack in the floor, said Kitty; “the water must be running down below there, and the matches can’t set the water on fire.” The matches, though, fell into a heap of refuse lumber that had accumulated during recent repairs THANKSGIVING beside the channel along which sped the water to the sea. If Kitty had thrown her matches a foot farther away they would have fallen where she expected them to fall —into a batch of cold, smothering sea water. Kitty, though, was not thinking of anything under the mill floor, but of that nook up stairs that Nathan laugh- ingly had told her would be his office. “He hasn’t any desk in it,” thought Kitty, “for he didn’t want to run in debt, which mother thought showed a very good quality in a young man; but he has one chair, for he said he might have a customer and he would like to give him a seat, and Ill put the pie in the chair.” She left her pie and went down through the mill to the side door. “Phew! do I smell smoke?” thought Kitty. She finally decided it was noth- ing. Next morning the fire in the rubbish heap, after smoldering all night, broke “1 am very sorry to be the bearer of bad news.” out into the most lively and fatal ac- tivity. And to think that the widow Greg- ory, up to the middle of the forenoon, had not seen that fire from her window by the cooking table! But her mind, like that of any good worker, was on the work in hand, not on scenery half a mile away. She was thinking of that subject so absorbing to house- keepers the day before Thanksgiving —pie-making. She did finally glance cown the road leading to the mill. “Why,” she said, “what makes it so smoky down by the mill, and who is this man—looks like a tramp—coming up to the door?” Kitty ran to the window which was close by the out- side door “That old mill!” she exclaimed. “Oh, I don’t think T’d be willing to marry the man thet ran our mill,” she added in her thoughts, “unless, perhaps, it were—Nathan Martin.” Her sentence was interrupted by the opening of the outside door. The man that entered heard a cheerful, vigorous vioce saying: “Oh, I don’t think I'd be willing to marry the man that ran our mill.” The man groaned, but said to himself: “I suppose I must face the music” u In the miserable, tramp-like being that stood before them, Kitty and her mother saw Nathan Martin—he was opening a package. “I am very very sorry, Mrs. Greg- ory and Kitty, to be the bearer of bad news. I’d have given anything if I could have helped it, but I did not know anything about it till a boy came end told me your mill was afire. I think I know how it started. I found, near the door, the fragment of a chair that stood in which I called my ‘office.’ 1 think a tramp got in there, stayed all night and started a fire. Here, I think, is a part of what he had for breakfast. Mrs. Gregory, I am very sorry. I don’t suppose you will feel like going to Thanksgiving tomor- row morning, I don't.” “Why not? Why shouldn’t I go?” asked Mrs. Gregory. “I have some- thing left, and haven’t you?” “Well.” said he, “I shall think it over. How much is left to me?” “We'll leave it this way, Nathan. If you'll come along in your pung tomor- row morning, I shall see you, and you let me and Kitty get in.” Kitty Gregory was overwhelmed with confusion, and was unable to say « word, but she had been thinking at The moment. Nathan had gone, she ran up to the package he had left and began to examine it. “Oh, mother!” she exclaimed, “I must tell you, I’m not going to keep anything from you. ‘With all that is dearest and best, Give freely, that from your abundance Some bare little life may be blessed. ~< I thought it might please Nathan, and 1 took up a pie to the mill that he might have a pleasant surprise finding it. Now, this will prove it. What is that letter on the pie?” “8,” said her mother. “No,” said Kitty, “itis K. You know what K stands for, I hope? K is for Kitty, and it was dreadfully silly in me,” said the girl, whose sorrowful eyes were like violets in the dew. “I am afraid my matches, dropped through a crack where I thought they would fall into the water, must have lighted on something ‘else! Oh, I am sorry, mother! You have lost your mill!” “But I haven’t lost you, dear. You are left,” said the mother, giving Kitty a warm embrace. “I toid Nathan Martin to think of what was left, and I’m going to do it.” Poor Nathan Martin! He went down the road saying, “Mrs. Gregory told me to think of what I had left. Now, she has Kitty! But what did I Lear Kitty say when I opened the door —TI won’t marry the man’—it was something like that, ‘that runs our mill.’” Looking out of the kitchen window a little before meeting time, Kitty’s mother saw a horse and sleigh in the yard. The occupant of the sleigh had left it. Mrs. Gregory could hear his coming footstep. She knew who it was, for she could see a violin box projecting from the sleigh. “I have called for you and Kitty,” said Nathan. “If you say so, we’ll all go to meeting. I have been thinking it over, and I feel that there is much left.” “Nathan,” said Kitty’s mother, lay- ing her hand on the young man’s shoulder, “there is much left. You’ye got a friend in me. You’ve got a friend in yourself. You've got a friend in God.” It was a wonderful service that day. so Nathan Martin always thought. The service over, the people separated to their homes and their bountiful din- ners. “We want you to take dinner with us, Nathan,” said Mrs. Gregory, and of course there could be no resistance to that invitation. Kitty was busy with preparations for the feast, but she told Nathan she wanted to see him in the fore room just as soon as she had a spare mo- ment. There, in a frank and pitiful way, she held out the supposed tramp’s breakfast and told Nathan she was the incendiary. Nathan «wouldn’t hear of it, but Kitty seemed to take satisfaction in insisting upon her explanation, and then Nathan’s power as a comforter was called in play. “T don’t think you did it, Kitty, I’m afraid you don’t have confidence in my opinion.” “But I do,” said Kitty, “I think a great deal of you.” When Kitty opened such a door, what wonder that Nathan entered. He recalled what he heard her say the day before, and then Kitty had to con fess what he did not hear—her un- “You Know | am your friend, and you have my blessing.” spoken admission tha. he was the ex ceptional miller. “Where are those wondered the Widow Greg went to different reoms. A k the fore room door was suc “Come right in,” said Nath: want your blessing, mother “What?” she asked, wonderin ty le! * young people! “You know I am your friend and yc have my blessing.” “Yes, I knew I had the mother. Now I have the daughter.” How's This? 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