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May God bless the touch- ing circumstances here related to the hearts of all readers as He did to the once steeled heart of Miss Reliance Roxbury. If you publish it J will take i,ooo copies for distribution. Faithfully yours, S. H. BLAKE. January ij, 1883. ■ DOT. " A STORY OP THE FRESH AIR FUND. t *' It*s a harum-scarum idea ! " said Miss Reliance Roxbury, as she stood among the currant bushes ab the gar- den fence. ** A most ridiculous idea ! I wonder what this gushing Ameri- can people wiJl do next ^ " And she gave an emphatic twitch to her pur- ple calico sun-bonnet. There was a faint murmur of dis- sent from a little woman on the other side of the moss grown fence. " ]S"o —of course you can't agree with me,'* continued Miss Reliance, as the clusters of ruby and pearl flew into the six quart pail at her feet. ** You're so soft-hearted that your feelings are forever running off with your common sense. You never say a word about the national debt, or the condition of our navy, hut let anybody start a aubscriptiou for send- DOT* iug blanket shawls to Brazil or put* ing up a monument to Methusalah on the meeting house green, you'll give your last quarter. And now, your*e going to open your house to a lot of little ragamuffins from New York V The motherly brown eyes on the other side of the fence were full of tears, and a pleasant voice replied : '* It makes my heart ache to think how the poor things suffer crowded together in dirty streets, with never a breath of clover field or a glass of milk. If you'd just read about it, Reliance^ you'd count it a blessed privilege to give them a bit of our sunshine." ** I'd as soon have a tribe of Zulus on the place," said 3Iiss Eeliance, '* and if you'll take my advice you'll save yourself lots of trouble." Mrs. Lane stopped her work for a moment and said: '* Liakim and me are all alone now, Reliance. One by one weVe kid I>0T. 5 over Kate and Sarah and baby Lizzie there in the old burying ground ; «.*^ Jack is in Colorado, and Richard in Boston, and w-e get hungry some- times for the sound of little feet. When I began to read about the Fresh Air Fund it kind of sent a thrill all over me, and 'Liakim he reads about it every day, before he ever looks at the Egyptian war, and he wipes his glasses pretty often too. Then when we heard the parson say that a party would come here if places could be found for 'em, Liakim spoke right off for four, and theyll be here next Tuesday, and I'm ?oing to make it just as much like heaven as I can." *' You'll make yourself sick, that's what you'll do, Amanda Lane," re- plied Miss Reliance, '' but if you want your garden overrun and your silvier spoons stolen, and your house full of flies, and your nerves prostrat- ed, why it's your own fault. I mast go in and get my jally started." DOT. bet Miss lioxbury went up the path d holly the llo^ ;vveeii hocks, entered the large sunny, airy kitchen and set down the currants for Hannah, the house maid, to pick over. Then she hung the purple calico sun-bonnet on the hail that^^ forty years had been dedicated to that purpose, and went into the cool sit- ting room to rest in her favorite chintz covered rocker. Miss JReli- ance Eoxbury had been for twenty years, with the exception of a garden- er and house maid, the sole occu- pant of this stone dwelling that had stood for more than a century beneath its elms and maples the pride of the village of Lynford. She was a stern woman who liked but few people, and had a horror of children, dogs and sentiment. The yillage boys with a keen perception of her un- sympathetic mature, called her ** Old Ironsides." She was proud of her birthiand the substantial property that had fallen DOT. 7 to her at the death of her father, old Judge Eoxbury. She was a member ol^the Presbyterian church and paid high rental for the Eoxbury pew, but with that considered tliat her pecu- niary obligatioils to the cause were at an end. As a general thing she had not allowed convictions on the subject of giving to trouble her,but somehow, ever since Sunday, when the pastor stated the work of the Fresh Air Fund, and made a fervent appeal for ** these little ones that suffer," slie had been subjected to numerous va- gue but uncomfortable sensations. She rocked back and forth in the spacious sitting room that no fly dar- ed to invade, and noted the perfect order of the apartment. From the China shepherdess on the mantel, to the braided rugs at the doors, every- thing occupied the same position as in the days of of Miss Koxbury's girlhood. There was torture in the thought of having the table cover pulled away, of seeing the shells and DOT- prim old daguerreotypes disarranged on the whatnot, of having sand track- ed in by small feet over the fa^ed Brussels carpet, and her pet verbena bed invaded by eager young fingers. Surely religion 'and humanity could not demand such Sacrifices of her. ** Please, ma'am, the currants is to be put over," sa'd Hannah, at tLj door Miss Roxbury rose at once, glad of another channel for her thoughts, but amid her weighing and measur- ing, and her careful calculations of pints and pounds, the strange impres- sion did not leave her mind. After the rich crimson syrup had been poured into the row of shining tum- blers on the table, she returned to her chintz-covered rocker and took up theBible to read her daily chapter. Opening it at random, her eyes feel upon these words : *^ Then shall He answer them say- ing, ' Inasuuch as ye did it not .ngetl rack- •acjed bena igers. inity es of lis is .t tLj glad gbts, sasur- ns of pres- Mter been turn- ed to took pter. feel isay- t not DOT. 9 anto one of the least of the^e ye did it not uiito Me.' " Miss Eoxbury read no further o]» that page, but hurriedly turned back to Chronicles, which she felt was perfectly safe ground. But min- gled with the long genealogical tables Fhe saw other words between the lines, so that the Israelitish records read thus : ** The son of Elkunah, the son of Joel, the son of Azariah. (* Ye did it not. 7' "The son of Tanath, the son of Assir, the son of Ebiasaph, the son of Korah. (* Ye did it not.') Finally the whole page seemed to resolve itself into these four mono- syllables. She closed the Bible and put it in its accustomed place on the table, bounded on the north by a lamp, on the south by the malch-box, on the east by Banyan's I'ilgrim's Progress, and on the west by a bunch of worst- ed roses under a glass case. She was 10 Do?. restless, miserable, tormented. She endeavoured to read the Life of Na- poleon Bonaparte, but oven the thrill- ing story of the Kussian campaign was lacking in interest, compared with her own inward conflict between duty and the cold selfishness of a lifetime. She did not enjoy heu dinner, al- though the butter- beans were from her garden, and the black raspberries were the hrst of tlie season.- She could not take her accustomed afternoon nap, and for the first time in years the Daily Tribune lay un- opened. She even put it out of the way in the china closet. A wonder- ful new design in patchwork known as the Eocky Mountain pattern could not fasten her attention. She ordered the horse and rocka- way and drove four miles after wild cherry bark, for which she had no need as her garret was already a great herbarium. At last the dreary day came to Its DOT. 11 close, but was succeeded by an equal- ly uncomfortable night. Amid fre- quent tossing and waking, Miss Rox- bury dreamed of ihin little bands stretched out to her in piteous appeal, and a sad wonderful voice that said with infinite reproach : ^^ Ye did not." The Eev. Joseph Alder was sur- prised soon after breakfjist the next morning by the appearcUice of Miss Eeliance Eoxbury at the parsonage porch. She brought a basket of rasp- berries, £jnd said : ** I won't come in this time, thank you. I just want to say I'll take one — one of those children. *' 11. ** Mamma, is it morninT '* No, Dot; go to sleep." The child turned restlessly on the miserable straw pallet in the corner of the small, hot room. It was after midnight, and in summer, but there was a fire in the stove, for the^ 1 2 DOT. candle. '^ * glimmering tallow There was no breeze, but in at the open window came 8tifling,poisonous Pale and faint, the mother bent over her work, and smoothed the Clark calico dress as carefully as if it were the finest muslin and lace. She dark at her daily task-button holes at four cents a dozen. A eup of tea Jul""* «f tread had be'en her sustenance. For Dot there was a DUn and an orange. The dress was finished and hung on the only chair in the room with several other small articles. A hat ribbon twisted around it, a pair of b ght stockings, a tiny handkerchief w h a bit of colour in the border bu r''-P*"^^"^ '^''P '» t«^t"re: but dear m patient toil and lavin^ sacrifice. Dot * • ' WQ £2 ^' q> lu Vm DOT. 13 ironing tallow at the sonous r bent d the s if it . Sho until holes of tea ti her ^as a hung with A. hat blue ir of chief rder. ture, ving thnage k of rd of 3 the iniah May- 3pre- fal- dire eyes w u 1/ f,m n to brave the worst, that she awaited the tram that afternoon,but when the locomotive appeared on the bridge below the village, the thought of the dreadful boy who was coming to in- vade her peaceful domain nearlv overcame her, and her impulse wsw to order the hired man to drive home as quickly as possible. She could appreciate the emotions of a Koman dame at the approach of the Vandal. As the train stopped at the sta- tion the people crowded forward to welcome their guests. Miss Rox- bury peered anxiously from the rockaway. It was not a very ap- palling sight. A group of pale lit- tle children, tired, dusty and bewil- dered. Many eyes overflowed as the train moved on, and left these wistful face?, pinched by want and misfortune, in the midst of the kindly villagers. "Here, Miss Roxbury, here is a •vv,.. iiiuiu ior you. said Mr. Alder. 18 DOT. Miss Roxbury had not observed * ins approach in the crowd, and gave a start of surprise as lie stood before, ner. As she looked there was a^ curious sensation under the left side ot ner crape shawl, and her cold grey eyes grew misty. The " dreadful boy " had changed into a tray girl of six years, as frail as a snowdrop, whose coarse attire could not mar the loveliness of her dark violet eyes and hair of tangled sunbeams. The little creature stretched out her arms to Miss iioxbury, who reached forward and took her into the rockaway, the ancient springs of which creaked with astonishment. "What is yourname?" said Miss Koxbury, feeling strangely awkward as they drove along. "Dot," said the child. "You hasn't kissed me yet, has you ?" Miss Roxbury bent and kissed the child. The rockaway creaked joucier than before. The touch of I DOT. a m the child^s mouth thriJ^pH ih^ • nerves nf fK^ inrijied the iron diecovered that she Sad tt T iSv^ ^'i''PP-y t»^« first time b ve^vTn- .>* ^^« t'^'^ t'>«d to OS very talkative, but she ]flan»,l against Miss Roxbury with a lookol' quiet wonder and content in her ■ " Is I goin' to stay here f «hp asked as the rockaway stopned a? j! .^^^'i-y gate and 'she Seyi Wi?r '^r' ^ith woodb ne Clamoring over its grey walls. " Yes, chiJd." X .^^*'\^ace grew luminous A bath, a bountiful sun^lv of K,. i and milk and a walk in fh f' ^ kent,J,«..;„,.-,\^f"'?,^ t'^^ garden - >-«v* c* warn in DUQ (,, kept her joyful till twilight,bu't with mother: """ '"^ '""^""« ^"^^ the 20 DOT. "I want my inanima — my own mamma," she said. , Then Miss Eoxbury gave full vent to the instinct that can never be utterly destroyed in a woman. Taking the child on her lap she caressed the white face and sunny curls in a restful, soothing ^N^^y^ and talked so cheerfully that the*" shad- ows fell from the violet eyes, and Dot, nestling close, said, '' I love you." Miss Eoxbury not only begun to be happy ; she had begun to live. With the coming of this sweet child heaven was changing the dull prose of her existence into celestial rhythm. Her cold, loveless natura in the pre- sence of this tiny girl was already becoming Christ-like in its tender misery. Dot offered her evening prayer and was put in Miss Roxbury's own stately bed. *' Good nioht, dear,*' said Mfsa. f DOT. 21 ^i ^ '' Good night/' said Dot, burying her face in the ^reat bunch of white roses she had brought to bed with her. ** I feel zif Td died an' gone to heaven." Miss Eoxbury passed a wakeful night, but not a restless one. Her mind was filled with plans, and tlien it was such a pleasure to lie and listen to the soft breathing at her side, and occasionally to touch her little hand on the counterpane, still holding the treasured roses. The next day Dot ran nearly wild with delight. She revelled among the daisies in the deep soft grass, and it was pitiful to see how small an object could charm her hungry mind. God's commonest gifts were unknown to her in bounty and purity. Sunshine, sweet air, flowers and bird songs were enough to make her w^ and when she found the broo . d9^ danced across the meadow her da^ light was unbounded. After ^ day 22 DOT, M or two Miss Roxbiiry took the morn- ing train down to Bradley ville to do some shopping. She was gone until night, and all the way home she thought of the glad voice that would welcome her, and her face grew so radiant with the new joy in her soul that when she alight' d with parcels at Lynford station, old Deacon Bennett ifailed to recognize her until Jrhe had passed him. '' Wall, I declare/' he said, " Re- liance looks as if she had diskivered a gold mine." Miss Roxbury reached home and soon had the -'gold mine '* in her arms. After tea the parcels had to he opened. There was paper patterns, rolls of muslin, embroidery and blue flannel, a pair of chil .S' dippers, dainty hose, bright nboons and a large doll. ** Oh, oh, oh ! '' was all that Dot could say, but her tone ex- A V ^« /^a^V /. *Y-» rwt\ f /i vJk3S\3^-* i-iiV/iV yJLJi^^A DOT. 23 he a sive volume of philanthropy that was ev^r written. The village dvessmaker was installed in the house for a week. The Eockv Mountain patchwork was consigned to the seclusion of the spare room closet, and Miss Roxhury developed a taste in Mother Hubbard's ^ dresses and ruffled aprons that was truly marvellous. In the meantime she wrote a let- ler to Dot's mother, in which Dot added the picture of the cat, which although not absolutely true to nature, resembling in fact the plan for a Louse, was a great satisfaction to the young artist. There came no repl^ to this letter. Dot's cheeks were getting rosy and her step buoyant. ** If it wasn't for mamma," she said, '*I wouldn't want to go back forever'n ever." When Mr. Knox, the gentleman in charge of the party, called to see that Dot would be rcadv to return 24 DOT. at the appointed time, Miss Rox- bury exclaimed almost fiercely : ** I can't let her go. I need her. Why may I not keep her ?" *'I do not believe her mother would part with her,'' said Mr. Knox. Miss Roxbury was silent for a few moments, but looked out on the lawn where Dot was swinging in a hammock with the doll and cat. ** It will be a dull house without the child/* she said; *' but I will bring her to the station.'* IV. VVlien the morning of Dot's de- parture came, Miss Roxbury arrayed hersolf in her second-best black silk, put a few articles in a satchel, filled a small basket with fresh eggs, new biscuit, a pot of butter and a bottle of currant wine, and said to Han- nah ; — **I may be gone two or three ilays. Have 'he east chamber thor- DOT. 25 oughly aired and dusted before I get back, tell Himm to take a peck of peas down to Mrs. Alder, don^t forget to see .'f those canned straw- berries have worked or not, and be sure the front door is kept bolted and put the last brood of chickens in the other coop, and keep a news- paper over the geranium slips in tl e aiternoon," '* Yes, ma'm." '* And, Hannah, be verv careful to keep out the flies, and tell Hiram to fix the well-curb. He is so apt to forget things.'' Dot was bathed in tears as she mounted to her place in the rock- away. ** Isn't I comin' back?" she said. *' I hope so, dear/' replied Miss h ^xbury, who appeared preoccupied and^ anxious and scarcely heard Dot's chatter on the way to the station. "Why, Miss E^xbury," said Mr. Alder as he assisted her to the plat- DOT. 26 form, "you are a veritable fairy god mother. This rosy, dainty maiden cannot be the same bit of humanity that T held in my arms a fortnight ago. You will miss her, will you not?" '• I shall go with her to I^ew York anyway," said Miss Roxbury, " and I don't mean to come back alone either. Mr. Aider, I hope God will iorgive me for the empty house I've had all these years." "An empty house means a lonely heart," he replied. " And I am glad you are going with the child." 1 hat afternoon Miss Eoxbury and J J'ot, attended by Mr. Knox, wended their way through a dark alley in one of the most squalid districts of J^^ew York city, and climbed flight aiter flight of rickety stairs in a rear tenement. The heat, the filth, the scenes ot misery were indescribable. Miss Koxbury felt as if she was on the confines of the bottomless pit. DOT. 17 Dot darted down a long passage and disappeared in a room beyond. The friends followed and beheld her clasped tightly in the arms of a wan ligure that lay on a pallet. The woman had fainted. '* Mamma, mamma, look at me !" pleaded Dot, and began to cry. There was no water in the room, and Mr. Knox took a cracked pitcher from the shelf and went with Dot in search of some. Miss Kox- bury knelt beside the woman, who was only about thirty years of age, and had been very attractive as a young girl. There was a gleam of gold on her left hand. Her hair was sunny like Dot's, and her features delicately shaped. This letter that Miss Eoxbury had written lay crumpled and tear-stained on the pillow. While Miss Eoxbury gazed the woman opened her eyes. They were bcautifnl eyes, but 'sad with want S8 and a struggl* She tried to sit DOT, up My babj— please giv against despair, nd moaned : baby r """ '"""^^ ^^"^ ""^ ™y Just then Dot returned and carri- ed the pitcher of water to her mother who drank long and eagerly, theil iiolJing out her arms to Dot, said feebly to Miss Eoxbury ; ' madam, will you take care of my little girl? I think I'm going to die." " You are not going to die — not a oit of it," said Miss Roxbury, pouring out some wine into a tea- cup, "but I'll take care of you both There, drink this, and you'll teel better right away. How long since you've had anything to eatf "Day before yesterday," was the lainfc reply. " I had to stop work tour days ago." _ "Now, Mr. Knox," said IVIiss Koxbury, slipping her puree into his fland, "just atep out to the neareat gro<%ry and order some kindliDg DOT. 2a wood and tea and sugar. Til poach a nice fresh eg^^r for this poor soul, and we'll see about getting her out of this place." The woman's face brightened, but she said, ** I'm giving you much trouble." ^^ ''^ Trouble !" said Miss Eoxburj. ''^I'm all alone in the world, and I've a house with twenty-four rooms in it, and plenty to do with, and what I've been ttiinking of all these years I can't say. I've been a crusty, cold, disagreeable old fossil, Mrs. Winthrop, and when I come down here and find folk starving to death, and crowded like cattle, I wonder the good Lord's had any mercy on me. Don't you worry another mite. Here's the first stuff already," Miss Roxbury rolled up her sleeves, put an apron over her silk skitt, and while Mr. Knox built a fare and brought water to h^at, she 30 DOT. bathed Mrs. Winthrop's lace and hands and brushed out her hair. *' Thank God? why Tni better already," said Mrs. Winthrop, with a rare smile. ** Of course you are, child," said Miss Eoxbury. '' We'll see what good food and mountain air will do for you yet." A few days later found an occu- pant in the great east chamber of the Roxbury house. Mrs. Winthrop sat in an easy chair before the open window inhal- ing the blossoming honeysucVle that nodded to her through the case- ment. The morning sunlight foil across her bright hair and peaceful face. Dot hung over her shoulder and threw daisies in her lap. Down by the garden fence stood Miss Eoxbury talking with her neighbour, Mrs. Lane. Mrs. Winthrop smiled from her window, and there came an ailswer- DOT. 31 ing smile from the d-pths of the purple calico sun bonnet. ** So you're really goia' to keep 'em/' said Miss Lane. '' Yes, IVe adopted both of 'em," replied Miss lioxbury, with a Te Deum in her voice, '' and I've sent for half a dozen little girls to stay until cold weather." "Well, it does beat all," said Mrs. Lane, wiping her eyes on the corner of her checkered gingham apron, '' I s'pose I needn't ask you now, Reliance, what you think o the Fresh Air Fund ?" " What do I think of it T said Miss Roxbury gravely. *' I believe its been the means of saving my soul. I should have gone into the next world holding my head pretty high, and considering myself better than most folk, and the Judije would have said, '* Reliance Roxbury, I gave you a large house and a long bank account. What have you done with them?" Then how my 32 DOT. empty rooms and Graiulfather Eox- bury's gold pieces would have stood up against me ! And he would have said, *' Ye ^did it not unto me. Depart from me/' and what answer could I have made him 1 ** ifc is very ''.true/' she continued, as Dot came flitting down the pathway like a fairy, " of such is the Kingdom of Heaven." THE END. '^^, '??"#