Juniata sentinel. [volume] (Mifflintown, Pa.) 1846-1873, 1872-05-22

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what was the matter!
-Pendleton-Flint y he ex
claimed. "what in the world are yon do
ing! Come straight into the house ,
Don't you zee the people all goin' to
meeting. and you hangin' out shirts
it's Sunday morning"
Such laugh as rang out then on tht
Sunday air I'm sure the good people o1
of c. never heard before. 20. Samuel,
she said. holding her sides, 'it's so fun
ny | no wonder the folks stared at me
and the clothes Oh, Oh, Oh !" and she
sank down on the garss in a convulsion
of laughter
The poor Deacon was scandalizied.
you're not goin' to let them clothes
hang out there all day, arc you, Martha
Flint ?"
"Of course l an; you don't suppose,
now I've got them out. Gods going to
grudge me the sunshine to dry them
with, because it's Sunday. do you Why
it would be wicked to bring them in be
fore sundown But see here. Mr.. Dea,
cor. it's about time called you to ac-
count | think. How came you to De
travelling to day? Guess there's little
Suudsysbreshisg on .-be.h4-aiaes.~iAa.i
there =
The Deacon turned slowly around and
Sat down. Then perching herself on his
knee. che took his honest brown face in
her hands and said "Be a good boys
now and tell me all the truth remember
George Washington. dear"
The Deacon smiled. just a trace of
trouble in his smile, and taking the hands
that held his captive, in his own said ::
well, little woman, l had everything
finished up last night, ready to start for
home on the five o'clock train. Some
how, must have been uncommon tired,
or else it was the heat leastways, l
dropped to sleep in the depot and missed
the train. Then l thought l take the
nine o'clock train and get home at mid
night. SOS you wouldn't be 80 lonesome
Sunday, but we broke down, and just
got here half hour ago. Then to think
after walkin' through town, from the
care, and the folks lookin' at me on their
way to church -
10 think. Samuel" she broke in, "af-
ter that dreadful trial you should walk
into your front gate and find yoA wife
hanging out clothes in your front yard.
and you a Deacon of good standing in
the CHURCH dear what do you suppose
the Lord will do to me for thinking this
was wash day? l don't til nk,' the ad
ded, he'll be very hard on me, because
yesterday was my Sunday, though | had
such a sick headache, it seems | didn't
know much about the day. l II tell you
what. Samuel, III stay at home with the
babies to night, and you can go to meet
ing. and then piece out your Sunday to-
morrow, won't that do
But the Deacon couldn't get over it;
his heart was heavy; and while his wife
was busy in the kitchen he put on his
hat and with his hands elapsed reverent-
ly behind him, (his Sunday walk slowly
and solemnly he walked out to the clothes
line.
Most of the clothes were dry. for the
sun was very hot, and one by one he
dropped the snowy things into the back
ct. unconsciously humming to himself.
Have pity, Lord. o Lord, forgive"
Mrs Flint was washing dishes. and
nearly dropped her best glass dish when
the Deacon walked in with the clean
clothes. Il couldn't stand it. Martha"
he said, in explanation.
"Guess must sprinkle and iron them
to day, Samuel, wouldn't you 7" she said
archIy.
The Deacon merely ejaculated disap-
proving "My dear - aud went into the
other rooom to read his Sunday paper
BY and by the people began to come
from church. What a sudden, surpris
ing interest they seemed to have taken
in his household premises they gazed.
and stared, and looked back, and gazed
again. But the Deacon was an humble
man, it didn't Hatter him he read his
paper and sighed again, and then "fell to
A little while after. two arms stole
softly round his neck, and a dear voice
said. "forget all about it. dear. and III"
a knock at the door interrupted, aud she
went to open it.
Deacon Flint rose from his open Bible.
and more introductioRs followed, where |
upon Elder Cummns cleared his throat.
and in a piping voice said:
"You must excuse, Deacon Flint, our
coming on such day. but we thought it
best that some explanations should be
made before our people again gather for
evening service y
"Eh, I know what you mean. guess.
Elder Cumnins. You want to know
why kept yesterday for Sunday. instead
of to-day, don't you! Well. the fact
was. the Deacon was away, and / made