The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1869-07-29
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BE chin. 7 laid ny II hanads on the s keys
hurriedly then, that III might ia inaot t'If loof
further aud Played Maa Moasaaits ,a Be,ned dt:eia: :li;
wi{h nervous trfmbiii1:g; i,' il my 'ljyas nger5
that nevaeii9 knew, bs!forsE: Nat = vi i:
reading the Second Lesson before 1
looked into the largo pew Pc near me. II
I thought ker beautiful yesterday, I I
must think lief dorbly SO 1'd to-day II 10 hss1r
bright, elegant dress, s'1t tie e'' wonderful
dark lashes 1ying 81 81 d her pale cheek, as As
she bent her eyes ups 2isps her bb5kt. bbo5okt:. I
ought to be ashamed even 9M' to to wriite VII il
here, but gave ny Old lavender mus M ;
lin an angry look, behind the barm,oni-
um, and then catching sight of a we'll
developed patch, I telt an angry lump
rise in my throat, and I tapped my foot
impatiently as l tried t. keep back !.
wicked lAH tear. I meyer listened to cNats
sermon tbs 'haE3 g morning. Why oouldn't
=, But somehow, when he, gave. out
the words, :: t'::And Moses drew near m.
to the great 'at darkness ltsl where God vas, !"
| fell to wondering if it must be al
ways 80: Is it soalyIin the great dark
ness that we draw near. unto Him 2 and
wondering that, and fearing that it, was
so, and hoping that He would be in ey-
cry darkness, I grew 80 lost in my, own
thoughts, that I hardly know, atfeu
what Nat said oft: Errol sat in: his
old corner opposite me in the great pew
and his face had flush: upon lit, aud,
his eyes were restless, and he only, look:
ed at me once, and that was when /.
played fearful chord in tho Henite,
and put all tho singers out. The Marks
stopped in the ehurchyard for the. car
riage, and Nat, told them he was going.
over to preach At Little Ashley in the
afternoon.. Enrol said, in his old. I'M
pulsive way, that he would walk over:
too. lasked Miss Mark if she: we're
going. "Thank you," she said coldly,
IL do not think I shall care to 60 so
far Then / knew: quite we'll, that, I
should not see the face I leyed. there,
though he said;it. .. i tried to, think the
walk to Little Ashley as pleasant as in
old times. and I leaned, upon Mats
arm: and laughed and; talked, to: him,
falling at last into one of our serious
conversations that l love SO we'll. ,Y4r,
country had that resting look upon it
thatit has on Summer> Sundays, and
the; peace of it vas in our hearts. We
stood a; long time, looking across the
sea, while the churcA-be|l.: zchimed in
the distance 4 wonder why it iatbat
looking on it always stills my: hot, re-
bellious feelings; ls,it :beeause.a even
must ever re-echo the wondnous stPe.ce,.
be- still! -. bFeathed once IdboHe 1t, and
which cannot die ? or is itthat, sns /
have often fancied, che: Spirit :of God
still moves upon the face Of the watersa:
Certainly peace: and rest come to me al
ways from the sea-. Why should I.
feel unhappy as I do? 'Tis only seven:
short weeks since Enrol ;:Cumberland !.
the greatest, truest gentleman in all the:
land, asked me for my love, and gave
me his. Could the lovo he gave, have
died SO suddenly? Gould mine :? But
l must not judge him by that test
How could I ever 10 tempted as he:
is? ,.. .
AS usual, something happened in
church to lower me in the estimation
of the public. We were singing very,
slowly and impressively when some one
feeling the the church too warm: open.
ed the door, and with a: stately, step.
an1 lofty bearing, in. walked Brutus,
whom I had deposited SO carefully: in
side the vicarage yard. to wait for u.s.,
Ho walked up the aisle, shifting inquis.
itively, my heart cking lower at each
step. Our door was ,uulatched, 50 he
coolly pushed it open, walked in,, and,
stood ip the middle OF: the pew. = Then
he listened .attentively for a, minute
but 'o!' the words, Or more probably. the
tune not net meeting with his appreciation,
no raised his head, and gave a long,
low whine, which I believe he would
have kept up through the hymn, only
that Mrs., Topham, driven !. apparently
to distraction, took up a. cushion, m and;
chased him. He looked ct. her While
he finished Up his wall io a despairipg
minor key, then he y + took refuge st; my:
side: Nj Mrs. Tophasm followed .e him Up,
and kept 1by by eyes 90. on. my book. sing
ing sereoely, .ad M left thas = little " 4 affair
for her 70 settle. The cushion was 10
action again, la:'! Baratus driven out Of the
pew, and the 4 door eN1 shut, b,t Poor Poo J Nat
must have been very angry, ,as Of course " 2
he would not feel inclined to laugh in
the pulpit. Ben would undoubtedly
have made ..diVersion, lad he not been
peacefully ''e I|uly ! slu!mberius. 5 :, .... IT,.