The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1869-04-01
PASSING THROUGH THE FIRE

PASSING THROUGH THE FIRE
"when thou passest through the waters,
will be with thee; and through the rivers, the!
shall not overflow thee; when thou wakes
through the fire, thou shalt not be burned
neither shall the fame kindle upon thee
This verse, Jenny Lewis repeated t
herself, as she stood before the glass
brushing her bright, wavy hair, while
= small May zephyr stole in, a
either open window, and slyIy painted
blush rose, Oh each Of her pearl,
cheeks.
"What nice verse;" unused Jenny
"but l don't know exactly what II
means. I suppose the waters must
mean some deep trouble, something cers
hard to bear; and the fire, perhaps
meats something sharp. aud quick, thai
should get over sooner; but If I car
only remember that God 10 with me
even the rivers will not overflow
me.
Perhaps some older people would
laugh" continued Jenny, as she glanced
at the reflection Of her cherry face in
the glass, "if they knew that I called
any Of my trials, rivers but the way OF
1t is, am shorter, and weaker, than
they, and what would be q brook to q
great tall person, would be a deep river
to me; but, As Amy says, Jesus was a
child once, and He will know
Here Jenny tucked away the bright
hair undera a net, aud fastened thereon a
jaunty blue bow; then she put away her
comb and brush, hung up o calico sack
which she had thrown over her shoul-
ders, to keep her dress from being
soiled; closed one Of the windows and
went softly down stairs.
At the door of Amy's room she paused
and would have gone in, but her moth
er opened the door, aud motioned her
away.
Amy is very i'll this morning. she
said, in whisper, "she has had anoth-
er attack Of bleeding. Please hurry
Bell and Fred off to school, As l wish the
house to be quiet"
"Oh DEAR" sighed Jenny, "this is an
awful river. Poor mamma! how anx-
ious she looked! guess this one is as
deep for her rs for ME. Oh how could
We spare Amy"
"Douse whole lot of ink on Iii.
hoots!' cried Fred, as Jenny opened
the dining. room door.
"Oh Fred do speak softly" said Jen-
ny; mamma wants the house quiet for
Amy"
"Amy! IL she worse ?" inquired
Bell anxiously.
Just look here" interrupted Fred,
displaying All immense paper doll; 1--WE
are going to hang Jeff. Davis in etligy,
Bell and I. See, here's his water proof
and boots, and pail, and all. Three
yroans for the wicked old traitor.
your string Belle"
EYES," said Bell, forgetting Amy for
\ moment, 'we're mad with President
Johnson, you see, aud we can't do my
Thing else, SO we're going to keep JEFF.
hanging in the dining room, just to ap-
pease our spite little, you know"
ATS = remarkable likeness" said
Jenny, trying to be interested, "and l
am anxious to be present when the deed
is done; but If you would only go to
'chooi now, and put Off the hanging
ill noon, mamma would be SO glad: for
Amy has had another attack Of bleed
ing, and mamma wants her kept very
luiet.'
"Dear me-" groaned Bell, "why will
Amy keep growing worse all the timeo
wish she would turn over q new leaf,
md begin to get better"
"Well," said Fred, "If Amy's worse
ri put off the evil day; (though
wouldn't do it for any one else) but the
lay wiN come, JEFF Davis, when your
violent dealings shall come down upon
your own patel! and taking up his cap
Fred darted away-not unquietly how
'ver, for he was very fond Of Amy.
Bell aud Jenny followed more slow
".
"Oh dear" cried Bell, a. they ap-
preached the large school building, in
IN upper room Of which, Miss Green
.aught their ideas how to shoot-"there
are oil the windoYs flying open; our
lesson today will he smoke, smoke,
aching heads, aching eyes, and horrid
,rossness. What 4 bother it Is, that
hat old furnace must spend all its time
IN s4hoking."
"This seems very much like fire."
said Jenny, thoughtfully, remembering
her verse.
Fire" cried Bell, spitefully, not un-
the allusion: "If smoke
we're fire, we should have been ashes
ong ago. Ijust wish it were fire, de-
clare! l wouldn't care snap, if that
I'D school house was burned up, and.
he furnace in it,"
"Well," said Jenny, "if it isn't fire,
is fiery trial. I'm sure OF that"
Bells remarks proved true. Smoke
the room, and "horrid cross
less" the scholars. Many were the
lching eyes, and heads. and few the per-