Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1866-04-20

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repulsive to common ears, but which were
frought with deep and vital interest to
them. Mr.. Owen was direct descendant
Of the Puritans, and every drop Of blood
in his veins was tnged with as strong and
as true a blue" as if he himself had !
landed in the Mayfower. He took natu-
rally to the sterner doctrines Of religion,
while Mr.. Allan, versed in all the modern
lore, questioned and doubted. The key
stone to Mr.. Owens theology was the SOW
reignty Of God: Shall not the judge Of
all the earth do right?" This was the man
upon whom God had laid bis hand so heav-
lily /; and Mr.. Allan felt that if the trial
brought no murmur, no rebellion against
that mighty Sovereign, the stern old faith
were indeed rich ore in which to live
and die. He knew that enc element in
this war was Puritan. Sons of the Round
heads filled up the ranks of the Northern
army. They marched to battle 10 strain
of old tunes that had fingered in the nur-
sery and the sanctuary from the day that
Cromwell and his soldiers chanted them
on Marston Moor. All down the aisles of
Time came tramping music mailed men,
bearing on their shields the two words,
Liberty and Equality. They trembled on
Mr. Owens lips with his parting blessing
1 =. b. ah.r thap
and would they comfort and give him
strength noio.
Where there is affliction in house the
minister is at home. Mr.. Allen entered
without knocking and made his way to the
large old fashioned kitchen in which he
was sure Of finding the family.
There, by table, with his arms folded
and laid heavily upon it sat Mr.. Owen
His wife was in small rocking chair close
by the fire, and Blossom, a young GIRL sat
between him.
Mr.. Owen rose TO welcome him so did
Blossom but the wife did not notice him,
er she sat still, rocking herself to and fro,
m looking at the blazing wood.
i, Mr.. Allan put hand in the brawny one
IS that was held out toward him, and laid the
other on Mr.. Owens great heaving breast
ny My friend" he said, " how is it with th,
DEGREES of God 2"
"Just and true are all thy ways, tho'
: King of Saints fslsered the man.
There was something in his voice,
thin, womanly sound, so unlike the deer
stentorian tones in which he had alway
spoken before. Mr.. Allan. when he hear
blow.
10 "Thank God He has not forsaker
d you, and from the depths of this great
= trouble you can still say, the Maker o
"a all doeth well.'
k ayes, es,"-and for an instant there
n glimmered from his doll eye spark of the
is old controversial fire" you don't suppose
ID skies were cloudless and the little wave,
y just rocked my bark, to let alone of it now
D. now, when the great waves are going
4 over me, do you2 I've planted it firm
lie and it don't yield; no, it don't yield, but
h the strain is terrible. God grant it may
h carry me into port; Oh, Mr.. Allan so i
III will. 1t has seemed to me to-day so dark
nt SO wonderful, inscrutable, that hem,
at Bennie! Mr.. Allan, there is wise pur
ID pose behind it all. Can you see it ?"
at To bring you nearer the kingdom,
IN said the minister.
a "Oh, don't tell me that, / can't bear il
e, God is too wise; he knows hundred
rs such souls as mine are not one of Bennie's
o. l can suffer if / am too great sinner 70
he Gods grace TO save, but BenDie Bennie
have sat here all day since the new
at came, wondering he was so good son,
n and Mr.. Owens voice grew almost inal
r ticulate with emotion. Such dea
n precious, noble boy ! thought when
tn gave him TO his country, that not fathe
ty in all this broad land made so precious
gift-not one. God forg.ve me if m
IN grief is sin. Mr.. Allan, The dear boy OF
n ly slept a minute, just one little minute 8
p his post / know that was all, for Benni
o never dozed over duty. How promI
ng and reliable he was!" and Mr.. Owen
he eye wandered out over the brown fielt
al, with such professed wondering look. :"
know he only fell off one little second
Sc, was so young, and not strong, that boy
he mine. Why, he was as tall as l. and onl
le- eighteenl And now they shoot him b
he cause he was found asleep when on sent
en- mel duty" Mr.. O. repeated those wor,
sm very slowly as if trying to find out the
TX true meaning. Twenty-four hours, II
ir- telegraph said-only twenty-four hour
De- Where is Bennie now q
ave viii hope with his Heavenly Fail
ho err" said Allar soothingly.
of Yes. yes, let us hope; God is vel