Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1872-05-04

Flint |"
"Of course I am; you don't suppose,
now I've got them out, Gods going ia
grudgs me the sunshine to dry them With
because its Sunday, do your Why, il
would be wicked to bring them 10 before
sundown. But see here, Mr.. Deacon, it'a
about time I called you to account, think
How came you to be travelling to-day
Guess there's little Sunday breaking or
both sides isn't there ?"
The Deacon turned slowly around, and
sat down. Then perching herself on hia
knee, she took his honest brown face in
her hands, and said, "Be good boy,
now, and tell me all tho truth; remember
George Washington, dear"
The Deacon smiled, just trace Of
trouble in his smile, and taking the hands
that held him captive, in his own, said:
swell, little woman, I had everything
finished up last night, ready to start home
on the FIVE o'clock traiu.- Somehow ]
must have been uncommon tired, or else il
was the heat, leastways, I dropped asleep
in the depot and missed the train. Then
l thought I'd take the nine o'clock train,
and get home at midnight, SOS you would
not be so lonesome Sunday; but we broke
down, and just got here half an hour ago.
Then to think, after walking through town,
from the cars. and folks lookiu, at me on
their way to church !"
Mrs. Flint was washing dishes, and
nearly dropped her best glass dish, when
the Deacon walked in with the clean
clothes. /" l couldn't stand it Martha" he
said, in explanation.
"Guess I must iron them to-day, Sam.
uel, would you ?" she said, archly.
The Deacon merely calculated disap.
proving "My dear" aud went into the
other room to read his Sunday paper.
By.aud-by the people began to come
from church. What sudden, surprising
interest they seemed to have taken iu his
household premises; they gazed and stared
and looked back and gazed again. But
the Deacon was a humble man, it didn'i
Aatter him he read his paper and sighed,
opened his bible to read and sighed again
and then "fell to thanking" A little
while after, two arms stole slowly around
his neck, and dear voice said, II Forget
all about it, dear, and I'll -" knock
at the door interrupted, and she went to
open it.
She had brushed her brown, wavy hair,
and dressed in q cool, white muslin dress,
with far between dottings Of pink, and
looked not bit like the guilty little wash
erwomau she was. She opened the door,
and Deacon Frost and Elder Cummins
introduced themselves, aud walked in with
stately bows. Deacon Flint rose from his
open Bible, and more iutroductious fol.
lowed, whereupou Elder Cummins cleared
his little throat, and in q piping voice,
said:
You must excuse, Deacon Flint, our
coming on such day, but We thought j,
best that some explanations should be
made, before our people again gather fo'
evening service" |"
"Oh, know what you mean, guess,
Elder Cummius, you want to know why ]
kept yesterday for Sunday, instead Of 70.
day, don't you! Well, the fact was, ~
Deacon was away, and I made miscouutiu
the day somehow, ! was so busy settling,
and so yesterday was my Sunday, though
1 was 10 bed all day with sick headache
and so did not fnd out my mistake At all
Then, wasn't it fuuuyi got up at five
this morning aud went to washing, think.
ing it was Monday, and la got all through
before the Deacon came home declare
I've laughed so about it. I fairly ache. =
and the little female offender laughed
again, aud so contagiously that the three
laughed with her.
"I've been so good though, Elder, the
rest of the day, I'm sure the Lord ha.
forgiven me for it," and she smiled SC
sweetly they both were completely won
When they rose to 60, Deacon Frost said
to Deacon Flint, "It is our missionary
meeting to night, brother, and little OK
plapstiou there will set the matter right,
guess"
Up spoke the feminine voice again
"Oh, yes, Deacon Frost, Samuel was in
tending to explain tonight; / only wish
I could bs there, but I cant leave th'
babies"
eff you have no objections, Mrs. Flint,