The Sweetwater enterprise. (Sweetwater, Tenn.) 1869-187?, 1870-12-08
CUR WEEKLY 8.FD8Y9
FAITH HARRIS TRirHiH.

AiiD nAhhlS INIT M u,
Faith polished the Ia6t toacuo, count
ed the spoons, brushed IL little Int from
ono Of the tumblcrs, AMI then, arranging
them upon the closet shelf 70 her entire
satisfaction, closed The door upon them
with al air Of relief Then she s,aight
ened the crumb-cIotl, spread the Grim
son ta%ble-coyer, placed thclgmp upon II
ready for lighting, and iail her iuihcrs
daily paper beside it. This done, she
went 10 the door and lookei ont.
1t had been n sul,ry summer day, The
heated adr in the meadow hal seemed 10
yibrate yi,ibly; and the cows had stood
all day knec-dcep IN the water, lazi,,
brushing away the flies, and browsing
the thick heritage upon the bank, and
the tender shoots of the o~rerlwng.ng vii
lows. Faith was tired The children
had been troublesome: and her Young
stap-mother herself Only ten vrars
older than this sin Of eighteen OF whom
! am writing had Ind a headache. To
tell the truth, she always had one or
some other ache whenever it WAS hot.
OF the children We're cross, or any I'M
pleasant cyigcncjes arose. Miss Ophclia
might have pronounced her "5}ustlr,s.'
She declared herself . mlrfyr to feeble
ness and to her nerves,
But now the sun was Wing low III She
West; II bright brcelr was dinlDliuc the
river, and the trrc-iopa nodd"l and
heckoned inyitingIy Tom md Jaurt
would not want to 20 to hcl for au hour.
amd Faith caught her little white sun
bonnet from the peg behind tho door,
She wanted to be alone for awhile. toho
free, to think her own thoughts, and 10
open her heart to sweet ministries of ma
ture. She needed rest and medicine
such as she could find nowhere else.
No, / nm not speaking at random. |
meau just what | say--slch rs she could
find nowhere else. God reaches a Young
girls heart more nearly through His
woods, His flowers, His dcws, His stars.
His stcred solitUdca, Ilia holy calms,
than Through tho lorn oi books, or even
tho revelations Of His Word. These
things touch it az with 4 human tender
ness, and the closed doors hy omen ri
their approach.
SHE bod ;nst cot f., tbo .,o.,
"Faith. Faith! Tom SAYS lie wants to
60 10 bed called Mrs. Harris. Come
Fiji wont bnnl, .. lu n.,
hupo nm her honnnt ,,,,,r nnsT,1 mn,
lngor;na o1,roo oI 4L.f n.,l Ian.'.
hoyonl fb"o r,yor
"Yor will NOT ao ~ l,o,, ,.,+ 7,,,, ~
che oo;d az Y,I"IF I,' ,''.'
your bed time. Where's janet"
But Miss Janet WAS not ready 10 ro
to bed. She was slowl, .baiino the
slwdust ont of her dolly ]s:-}inr ~; h her
face to the wall in 4 dirk corner
"OA. leave janet ter the present, said
Mrs. Harris, "Shes quiet enough, and
I'll send her up by all! by. Ii Tom
doesn't want to g. 10 sleep lust yct, yUr,
Gun tnii nm St0r4"S.
Tell hin Stories Fsi,h Inow ius,
what that meant S., r,nootoI "OI31+h
er Goose and the House that Jack
Built and London Bridge" and
"Nho Killed Cock Robin:' until her
heed swami. Then She began with
"Noah'a Ark." and went straight through
to "Mahcht.' But all to no purpose.
The great brown eyes still looked at her
unwearingly from over the low foot
board, end the persistent little voice still
pounced upon every omission, and de
manded the correction OF every hlpu-
der
"Ah, Tom" she cried 1T last: ~ know
YOU were not sleepy and / am so tiroIr
DO be a good boy, now. and Jet ,ae .,o
down stairs. You c1n 40 ~ slc,p will.
out Inc if you have IL lnnd."
"No mint o-coinp "a sl.c, f,r or,
so long" said Master T,mmv. kicEina
his feet against the wall. "Not for six
or fourteen hours; and there's lots OF