The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1870-05-06

: ana llOtlcf-yellOW-Sk ned, StOOp
4 ed-shOuldered, pceyish. Yet they
i were enough like other children tC
hang about Part and be fond Of her.
e When Mrs. Cashley was gone, the
: Squire said, "YOu have not told Ber-
e thy of your intentions, Laurence"
E mo. She knew was going to take
= up the work Of the gospel"
4 ''Hes, / knew that, brother" She
r brought her thoughts from long
4 way oil hack to Laurence, reproacll-
= ing herself that they had been far oil.
- What ought 20 be nearer To her than
2 Laurence or his wife and children
Yet it had come TO be n hard duty foE
; Bart lately to go the dirty little shop
: where the mOlasSes and oil-barrels
were wasting over the floor and the
ledger was never opened, while Lau-
} renee sat pOring over dOctrinal books
: among the hy-blOwn vegetables; or
into the back room, where Mrs. Mul-
Ter lay on the lounge while the boys
played in the gutter.
= "What are you going to do, Lau-
renee? What are you going preach ~
: Sits not my lot IL be borne to heaV-
en- on flOwery beds Of ease. You must
, have seen that, Bertha, +" was the eva
siye answer.
"NO." And to her credit Ike it told
that her eyes did not glance TO the
dirty dyspectic OH the rocking chair
"But we've all some load TO carry on
the road, Budd, ," cheerfully.
al will not be content with any or
binary burden" rising and speaking
with a strained, discOrdAnt twang,
while his fine eyes surveyed the dis
tant hill-tOps as though he saw WIS.,
ion. 'I will gird on the armOr of the
Lord go out to meet His foes / will
count all things lost for him. Behold
l have offered my life as the sacri-
flee, and no man shall say me
nay"
What the first sound of the pecu-
liar tone Bart began TO tremble she
had heard it before. "What is he go
ing to do, Sarah ," But Sarah gloom
lily shook her head and did not an
swer.
"He is to be cOnsecrated as a miss
iOnary to Burmah, in August" said
the Squire, closing his eyes and twir-
! ling his thumbs in short of exalta-
tiOn.
nAnd Sarah? and the children ?''
cried Bart. "Why, she can do moth
! ing for herselfp .....-
"He that hateth not wife and chill
dren for the Lords sake is none of
His" Laurence, not needing his wife
when she began to cry and say that it
was the first time she had been
thought of or spoken of in the mat
| ter.
''The Lord will provide" he con-
tinued with the same lofty enthusi-
asm. Besides" a good deal of
worldly asperity coming into his
tone, az have taken thought for
them. Their helpless situation will
compel justice, perhaps, from those
who have wrOnged them and me-"
with a keen look ut Bertha.
"YOu mean me, Laurence ? slow
ly. "YOu mean to leave them with
me? .........-...........
''I intend them to remain in my
old home, which by right should be
theirs" sharply. mo doubt they
viii earn their living here"
Now Bart was no angel; only q
woman. And she came a. near to
hating her cold-bloOded sister-in-law
as anything living. She looked ut
her from head to foot, then at the
children. Her life, then, was to be
spent in making them happy i'm 4
home out of which they felt she had
cheated them? 49,.
Instead Of
She gulped down choking lump
in her throat once or twice before she
could speak. Then she said, ~ will
do what you wish, Laurence" and
then, never doing anything by halves,
she went oyer TO Sarah and kissed
her.
Mrs. Muller looked keenly into her
face,and stopped her hysteric sObbing.
4sI hope We'll get along together,
Bari, ," she said. "I wouldn't he such
poor creature if il wasn't for my
back" and real, genuine tears came
to her eyes.
"Pm sure we will, )" said Bart, hear
tily. The lamp was lighted, and they
all gathered about it. Bart was very
silent that evening. But Laurence
talked with fevOr his eyes dilated,
and his thin cheeks were on flame.
He was describing Burmah to them I:
the burning dyes of the skies, the
splendOr of the forests filled with the |
strangest secrets of Nature, the un-
real human beings with their myster-
ious Hites and incantatiOnS-all form
ing but the background to his own
great deed of moral herOism.
"I take up the burden which He
has laid upon me-" he cried again and
again. He had forgotten the burden
of the grocery business which would |
have brought bread and butter for the |
sielly wife and children which God |
had given him.
= nj licfanaI fill har nxua, aN.os ha- |
gan to kindle. Even to her practical
country was like
"a magic easement,
Opening into perilOus seas Offairy Lands for |
lorn."
And into this land of enchantment |
the call of the Lord summoned him,
a knight of highest emprise. What |
wonder that they both forgot the dir
ty shop and the boys left To their OBJ |
scene companions of the gutter Her |
heart glOwed within her as she went |
up to arrange Sarah's bed. "He is |
going out like one of the apostles at !
old, - she thought. ..r.r |
She put Mrs. Muller and the boys |
into her own large room. "They may
as WellIkeep il - she thought. "POOr
Sarah she. will be a different woman
with country air and feeding. And
j will have the children to care for. l
won't need-anything else" She
stood for long while at the window |
where she had gone to fasten the
shutters, looking out into the quiet |
moonlight Then she closed them, |
and with the closing, her face is shut |
in away from us for many years.
l (CONCLUDED NEXT WEEK.