The Lord Did Not Forget the Potatoes

“A correspondent cf Arthuts Magazine tells of a poor woman who had been washing for us, who said: Seems as if the Lord took very direct ways to reach people’s feelings sometimes. Now, I was astonished once in my life. I lived away out West, on the prairie, I and my four children, and I couldn t get much work to do, and our little stock of provisions kept getting lower and lower. One night, we sat hovering over our fire, and I was gloomy enough. There was about a pint of corn-meal in the house, and that was all. I said, ‘Well, children, may be the Lord will provide something.” 1 do hope it will he a good mess of potatoes, said cheery little Nell; seems to me never was so hungry for Haters before, After they were all asleep, I lay there tossing over my hard bed, and wondering what I would do next. All at once, the sweetest peace and rest came over me, and I sank into such a good sleep. Next morning, I was planning that I would make the tinfull of meal into mush, and fry it in a greasy frying-pan, in which our last meat had been fried. As I opened the door to go down to the brook to wash, I saw something new. There, on the benchy beside the door, stood two wooden pails and a sack. One pail was full of meat, the other full ofpotor toes, and the sack filled with flour, I brought my hands together in my joy, and just hurrahed for the children to come. Little dears! They didn’t think of trousers and frocks then but came out all of a flutter, like a flock of quails. ThiBir joy was supreme. They knew the Lord had sent some of his angels with the sack and pails. Oh, it wai such a precious gift! I washed the empty pails, and put the empty sack in one of them, and, at night, I stood them on the bench where I had found them, and, the next morning, they were gone. I tried and tried to find out who had befriended us, but I never could. The Lord never seemed so far off after that time, said the poor woman, looking down with tearful eyes.’’