Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1866-07-06

putting smoke-cloud into her pretty
face. But Wilson did not proceed
with his long speech, for Sally, finding
that the fire was low, began to scold
her husband, who on his side showed
signs of insubordination.
Bother your kittle," he exclaimed,
with an angry gesture. "Ill turn you
and your kittle out together, if you
don't take carep'
"You won't" cried Mrs. Robinson.
angrily, "though I'd turn out myself
as soon as look, l would"
"No, no, dear Sally" and little
hand lay on her arm. II don't want
tea tonight and if you say such
words on my account, [ shall be very
wretched. Let me have some cold
water and piece OF bread"
"No, that thou shan't, cried Bob
Sykes, starting up. "I'll blow the
fire myself, | willH-and words which
we will not write escaped his lips.
"You are so kind" said Kate, and yet
she shuddered. "Will you forgive
me if [ ask Of you a very great
favor ?"
" Forgive thee-with that face and
voice-so like my lad that died ? Ay,
that will" said Bob, as he bent down
to hear her.
Then don't ask God to send you to
hell if you don't blow the fire
Bob drew back with a frown.
"What, don't you like it, Mrs. Sancti-
fed ?" he said mockingly.
Her eyes were full of tears as she
looked up.
"Did you speak to your boy like
that ?" she added, in a voice that
reached his ear alone. "Is it a worse
thing to be sancitifed than to love
wickedness ?"
He did not answer but began to
blow the fire while Sally set the tea
things on a little table in the corner.
Presently, however, he stopped and
looked at Kate.
"And does thou mean to say that
thou art really sanctifed ?" he said
inquiringly; "because, if thou does
thou art humbug."
II don't" said Kate, sitting down be
side the fire. "To be sanctified is to be
quite holy; and | am only just begin
ming to love holiness"
"Oh, that's it, is it? And how
cam'st thou to begin? Did'st see q
vision, or host, or what?
81 saw the love of Christ in dying
tor my SINS" said Kate fixing hel
deep look on him; Il saw what Ihopt
your dead boy saw before he died"
"And what was that ?"
THAT heaven was my home, be
cause Christ died for me. >
"Bah! you and he were youn!
fools, both of you"
Kate thought a minute, with he
eyes fixed on the fire. at does no
matter" she said presently. 81 woul
rather be thought fool and 60 t
heaven, than to think myself wise an
be lost"
In answer to this Bob blue the fir
again, and when, at last, the waite
. began to boil, took up his hat an
. left the house without a word.
whats up with Bob Stikes ?" ask
ed George, with a broad stare.
"Why, hast thou not heard tlas
yonder preach about his lad at died
said Rock, with a glance at Kat
t "She's worked him up, my wor
for it; for young Bob was one of he
own sort, and all the time he lay d
n ing old Bob never swore an oath"
q "The more fool he to be led abou
p by pack of women and children
q said George Robinson. "Just let IL
catch her preaching about me, and [
n tell her what o'clock p
% Kate heard him, and her hea
v beat all the quicker, but she did n
# fear.
a Mrs. Robinson had a temper
,e there was no question about tha
9 1t was also we'll known fact tn
d said temper was by no means goo
d one. And yet she did not drive h
e husband to the beer shop at the &C
ner; perhaps because she made
y good fire in winter and quantity
" home made ginger beer in SUNNI,
,e for him and his rough guests.
}: Miss Kate soon discovered th
4 said failing in "dear old Sally" a
N set herself diligently to amend t
ID matter. In this she so far succeed
that quarrels between the husba
3s aud the wife occurred less frequent
and were less noisy than of yO
W Still there was much need of tn
IS. evening readings, and kate's earn,
nd prayers; for Sally had rather liki
70 for the excitement of an altercati
he and George was often rude to
nd wife and her gentle guest.
AGO, mend my stockings" s;
he Robinson, who was provoked that
ur recent prophecy concerning the n
conner was likely to remain. "The
nix best look sharp, | tell thee, or
as make the darn that hoyle next S
r a day."
lr Sally looked up with a sharp VIZ
I'm on her lips, but look from K
,cr checked her ready anger. Swoll'
ing a laege amount of indignant
aid she waited a few moments and Il
,dy spoke. -4 -'a
; aThy stockings are mended
ay, ready, old boy, and thy waistc'
Of too. Dost think we do nothing
day!"
aid George looked at her in silel
md Not so Mr.. Robert Sykes, to wi
bit. this gentle answer was sometf
the new.
w." "Why, Sally, thee'rt mad r he CT
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