The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1869-01-21
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jjhlf sAoai4 havs Psan Estgafned by
Il Iar4es that 1aadage from whence
Ae vsapea!p A'~' '4'"..r''.a
Ameiid A!Alei tie genera! expression Of as
|e!aE!ilslhlmept as.s.tt a. this .ds des1aIatipn, Mr.
i"'nz1- .ugaasd Ea slal his h head en sne side,
elevated h!l.s. eyspEeTlss. h., and I'd slanguidly
remarked: ...., ~. .; zo,...u
"Ih's is the age If .etEQpg:Winded
womcn, believe" -,
Since he found that she vae silent
aboet the meeting in his room, be felt
safe not only in giving his own account
Of it, 3pt in .fayoring her With occa-
siolal sal!:cs Of slaaIl impertinence, un-
til the thought which had first came to
her, in the paroxism Of anger which
that meeting produced, came to be her
whole idea Of him, and this was "lili-
put, pigmy." She not unfrequently
found herself mentally putting hin in
to tbimble, closing the opening with
the face Of her thumb, and SO holding
it between that and her fore finger.
rs he l2adc this sally this impulse
came. to her; and for some moments,
the scene around bos vanished, and she
only saw t1r. Twinzy-not the Mr..
Twinzy seen By others, but her little
prlsoner-whom she felt no more de-
sire to injurc or wound than she would
have felt toward any Harmless insect.
Seeing her reverie, as she passed me-
chanically about hcr work; Mrs. Walters
'gaily bantered her saying:
"a penny for your thought"
Her vision had become real, and
vita an earnest and puzzled look, she
replied:
II was thinking if I could not get
pill boz and fit it up for work s6op
for Mr.. Twinzy, and set him to making
bead collars fcrbind mice, OF kid gloves
for young canaries. I think he would
enjoy either business"
She felt no disposition to join in the
laug gh which this occas;oned:-, She had
so much Of the poets gift, {, often to
confuse the line which, separates the
read world from that ii the imagina-
tions;t and as her lo1e had.clothed Ed
ward strofynder with the -stfength Of a
superior being, her:consempt transform
ed; Mr. Twiazy into something inEni-
Itesimal. Fl might have been her
ehildest ideas caught from hsGulliver"
which made her measure strength and
weakness by size-which forgot the Ell
sernal in making up her estimate for
although they were about equal in phys
ical proportions, the one had been the
giant, the towering oak, the pillar On
whom she could lean, by which she
could climb, while the other must he
carefully taken up in order to be exam.
ined. As she measured khim dag By
day, be fell SO far below her standard
of manhood, that..regarding him as a
man was quite out of the question:
Twinzy in thimble or a pill box vas
: the real Twinzy, as unconscio1s]y she
ailegerlzed one copy of The volume Of
, llle Tor her wnsspriyate library; end
wro;o out another for general use. in
:, the most matter Of fact character.
While MargarePs mind was thus d.
Verted from the subject under discus
sion, Mrs; Walters was delivering her
I opinion to the effect that Judge Ken
don had better be looking after his
, dell baby wife,; than troubling himself
about runaway wenches. Twinzy, un-
able to find outlet for his angerrin suit
able words, arose and left the room. az
Windermere inquired:
"Do you not think it our duty to be
law abiding citizens, Miss ,Ieriyn ?"
and she answered: Av-'~
eyes sir; By all meansH'
"Well, the law is very.explicit which
Requires US to deliver up fugitive slaves,
and enjoins us as good ,eitiizens, to aid
the master in recovering them"
''Iou mistake! The law. SAYS lust
this: Thou shalt not deliver unto his
master the servant which IL. ESCAPED
from bis master unto: thee. He shall
dwell w'th thee, even among yon, ia
that place which he-shall choose in one
If thy gates, where it iketh him best :;
thou shalt not orpress him 2"
!; Il believe I have never .i1eard that
law quoted" said Winaermere, looking
puzzled. g :'s*-
;. "You may fu1 it IN tic twenty
third chapter of D euteronomy."
. "Oh, bible," said he. "But I heard
the Rev. Or. Fairweatherpreach on that
subject last Sunday; and 4e said St.
Paul sent a runaway slave back to his
master-I forgot What he called him ;
but maybe you know"
Il know nothing Of :, sla7e ever re-
turned to his master by St. Paul, or
that the apostle of the Gentiles ever
advertised himself in the slave-satcbing
business. While he vas in prison he
found a man named Onesimu, who
thought he owed some service to Ph;]e-
mon, his brother. This man was con-
verted under Paul's ministry, and felt
hc should begin his new life by paying
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