The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1865-05-24

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ave need faith, faith to lay hold on
the promises" urged the unwavering Mrs
Simpkins.
but my life is so poor, sister," groan-
cd the deacon. 81 come so far short in
everything The thing would not do,
I do. and what l would, do not"
81 believe it is our privilege to live
above sin" began Mrs Simpkins, when
the door opened, and Il smutty uncared-
for litlle fellow, Of half dozen years put
put in his head 8
INLAY have an apple, mother ?"
"Ies, darling, you may take one off
the bureau. Now don't disturb mother
any morc!'
u believe it is our blessed privilege, -
resumed Mrs SimpAin,. 'to live above
sin, to have Christ dwelling in us contin-
udliY filling us with perfect love, raising
lis above all doubts and fears and strength
eninE Us with the hope OF glory"
"A blessed privilege. .' echoed the dca-
con, and rose to 20.
/ IL thank you for Chi. visit, deacon.
said Mrs. 'oimpkin 81 think j, is copI
..r tl4a saints 20 speak uian ous TO Ju-
o.a.r >4m. aaiu SOON. deacon, aal
borrow M, riuio 90 i!oim,-...
"!hmk YOU, thank Won. said the
kin'l-heartcd lracon, Fastening his move
mcnt+, seemingly alarmed at this second
mention Of tile magazine. "Thank you.
am glad we meet 80 often in the house
Of God, sister"
81 am never willingly absent from the
means Of grace" answered Mrs. SiDp-
kins, with something like glow of sat
isiaction on her sweet face.
II am glad you love Gods worship,
sister. Goodbye"
And the deacon took his leave in no
way benefited by his visit, and feeling
that he had conferred no benefit. Mrs.
Simpkins was on spiritual heights too far
above him. lie could not touch the hem
of her garment.
She flew up stairs TO her nursery and
snatchcd the baby from Bridget
'Now 90 to your washing as quick as
you can, and try to have it done in some
manu- VI SS"SOii; lOi OiiNS' ANA nave your
dinner cooked decenuy, for once, if you
cam"
Not a word of thanks to the poor SER
want for having held the baby so long,
while her work was lying undone below
stairs What had so suddenly changed
Mrs. Simpkins look and manners What
had driven away her sweetness and pla-
ciidity, her heavenly smile How chang
ed her voice was SO keen and cutting.
How angry she looked as she called to
her little son!
Jimmy, come here !"
The boy obeyed.
'Now don't you ever again come TO
the parlor when I'm there with company"
she exclaimed to The young intruder, as
she cutied him first on one ear and then
on the other, making both ring. She
didn't call him darling, then. ''Yon're
the worst boy ever saw" she went on.
i've no idea what you'll grow up to be.
How many times have told you not to
come TO the parlor when I'm there with
company! and yet you always come
Just as sure as | am there, in comes your
frowsy head"
This was true, for the child was bright
enough TO know his opportunity. The
only sweet, liberal time his mother ever
had was when she was under the obser-
yalion ot company. Then, for appear
ancc' sake, she would give him what he
asked lUr He always had to pay for il
afterwards, in tingling ears and smaltinr
flesh, but he was well accustomed. tough
encd. and Iii not mind them mach.
This insanity and mwholcsome treat
meni had only just been administered to
Jlmmy, when IN odor of burning food
was pcrceplib.o,
'briisct j. screamed Mrs Simpkins
your soup is burning, Bridget :"
No answer ap! leaving the baby with
Jimmy, Mrs Nimphin, flew to tie Kitchen
and sueichel kettle from the stove.
"Whnt made you let the soup burn 2"
she exclaimed as Bridget entered.
Il was on the shed, ma'am."
"l'ut you ought not to be out Of your
kitchen when you've anything ON the fire"
"l}ut had to hang ont the clothes,
ma'am, or they wouldn't be dried. /
was 50 long with the baby that the wash
ings far back ma'um"
II no'cr saw anything like it. You've
always some excuse, no matter what YOU
do. Why didn't you set the soup back
while You were on the shed 2"
ii did not think OF it sure"
Sand why didn't you think of it? I've
tried 50 hard to make good girl of you,
and l declare I'm most tired out"
"Well, Eve thoughts Of givin' YOU rest
from me. There's no use in so much
said, and bein' 50 tired, all for u sup O.
broth"
"No words, Bridget. | never allow
my girls to answer back. It's bad enough
to have my things burnt up, without any
impudence from YOU"
'You can look out for another girl TO
do your work. can't suit you, and
you, and you've leave to find one that
can"
GLOW foolish in you, Bridget, to get
mad just for nothing 1t was my place
to get angry, and not yours. 1t was my
money that was burnt in the soup"
"Ah, and there was no money burnt