Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1871-07-27
Which Proposed
Or, the Minister'S Love Story.

"Now doctor, there was quee.
thing happened to a student in my
class in the seminary. | dom
suppose that you are much inter
ested in love story, hut | woulC
Just like to tell you this one, be
cause / think you dare not apply
your woman's rights principles tt
it in every part Theories otter
fall when practically applied, you
know"
go on. Hu, go on; could like
to hear the story. And as fol
my principles, they'll bear apply.
ing anywhere" and the old doctor
rubbed his hands together conf
IDENTIFY.
THAT friend of mine, Gilbert
said Hu, "waS like myself, poor
A long time ago, when he was a
boy, the son of a poor widow, the
lot on which he lived, joined al
the back the lot on which lived q
Mr.. Morton, then a thriving mer-
chant, now the principal capitalist
in that part Of the country. As
there was way between the lots,
my friend was a constant playmate,
from early childhood, of Jennie
Morton. He built her play hous.
es out of old boards, he moulded
clay bricks for her use, aud carved
tiny toys out of pine blocks for
her amusement. As he grew TAR
ger, and as Jennie's father grew
richer, and came to live in great
style, Henry grew more shy
But by al the unspoken Language
of the eyes, the two never failed
to make their nnchanging regard
known to each other.
"HeDry went to college early.
At vacation time. the two met.
But the growing difference in their
social relations could not but lie
felt. Jennie's friends were of a
different race from her own. Her
parents never thought Of inviting
him to their entertainments
And if they had, a rusty coat and
lack of money to spend on kid
gloves, would have effectually
kept him away. He was proud.
This apparent neglect stung him.
1t is true that Jennie Morton was
all the more kind. But his
quick and foolishepride made him
think he detected pity in her kind
ness. And all this made him de-
termine to ask her hand as her
equal. But you do not under
stand,- doctor, as / do, how irresis-
table is this conviction of duty in
regard TO the ministry Under
that pressure my friend settled it
that he must preach. And now
there was before him a good ten
years of poverty at least. What
did he do about ites
sIn this extremity be took ad-
vice of a ftvorite theological pro-
fessor. The professor advised
him not to seek the hand of rich
girl. She would not be suited to
the trials of a minister's life
But finding that Henry was firm
in the opinion that his sound gen.
eral principles did not in the least
apply to this particular case, the
professor proceeded to touch the
tender chord in the young mans
heart. He told him that it would
be ungenerous, and in some sense
dishonorable for him to tane a wo
man delicately brought up, into
the poverty and trial incident to q
minister's life. If you understood,
sir, how morbid his sense of honor
is, you would pot wonder at the
impression this suggestion made
upon him. To give up the min
istrY, was in bis mind to be tral.
tor to God. To win her, if he
could, was to treat ungenerously
her whose happiness was dearer
to him, a thousand times, than his
own"
81 hope he did not give her up
said the doctor.
eyes, he gave her up, in double
spirit of medieval selfsacrifce.--
Looking toward the ministry, he
surrendered his love as some of
the old monks sacrificed love, am.
bition and all other things to con.
science. Looking at her happi'
ness, he sacrificed his hopes in
more than kindly devotion for her
welfare. The knights sometimes
gave their lives. He gave more
"For three years he did moi
trust himself to return to his
home. But having graduated and
settled himself for nine month:
over a church, there was no reason
why he shouldn't go home to see
his mother again. And once il
the village, the sight of the school
house and the church revived