Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1872-06-01
giOusly, that the three laughed with


"Fve been so good, Elder, the rest
of the day, Pm sure the Lord has
forgiven me for it, !" and she smiled
so sweetly, they both were com
pletely won. When they rose to go
Deacon Frost said to Deacon Flint,
cit is our missionary meeting, to-
night, brother, and little explana-
tion from you there will set the
matter right, guess"
Up spoke the feminine again. 'Oh,
yes, Deacon Frost, Samuel was in
tending to explain, tonight. only
wish could be there, but l can't
leave the babies
eff you have no objections, Mrs.
Flint" replied the deacon, '.my Su-
sic will come and stay with them,
and let you go, she would be so de-
lighted"
On, thank you, that would be so
nice, you are very kind" and she
bowed them out of the door.
"Ain't you glad you married me,
Samuel, instead Of Abigail Howe?r
said the small woman, smiling up to
him. No matter what the deacon
said and did.
AS she was setting the tea-table,
that night, she broke into another
merry laugh.
whats the matter now, dear?"
said the deacon.
go, Samuel, was thinking how
you must have looked, coming up
the street with your Sunday walk,
your hands clasped solemnly behind
you, till you got to the gate and saw
me hanging up your shirt in the
front yard, then how suddenly you
broke into your weekday stride
Hal hal" ana they laughed together
till the tears came.
Supper over, dishes washed, baby
asleep, Susie telling stories to the
twins, the deacon and his wife start
ed for church. "DOn't be too hum
BILE, Samuel - she whispered at the
door, "Work in a little spice, il you
can, and I'll tread on your corns
when it's time to stop"
The meeting was opened as usual;
then Brother Dean was called upon
for a report from India.
A little wiry, black-eyed man rose
and said: Brethren, it's not much
use reporting from heather cOun-
tries, when right in our midst dea-
cons travel on Sunday, and deacOns'
wives wash and hang out clothes be-
fore our very eyes as we walk to
the house of God! l call for an ex-
PLANTATION"
Deacon Flint tried to rise, but
somebody pulled him down, and
the next minute the whole congre-
CATION was electrified by the sound
OF a sweet wOmanly voice, saying:
''Now, . Lord, stablish thy word
unto thy servant, so shall / have
WhereWith to answer him that re-
me, for l trust in thy
word" Then turning to him she
said: 'tMy brother, you shall have
an explanations" and in q simple,
almost child-like way, she told the
story of her mistake and the dca-
cons delay, then added: 'TAIy broth
er, judge nothing before the time
until the Lord come. For we shall
all stand before the judgment-seat
of Christ, and every one shall give
an account OF himself to God; let US
not, therefore, judge one another
any morep Your sleep, my broth
er, will be sweet tonight, if your
heart is at peace with God, as mine
is, for Il am persuaded that neither
life nor death, nor angels nor prin-,
nor powers, nor things
present nor things to come, nor
height nor depth, nor any other
creature, shall be able to separate
me from the love of God, which is
in Christ Jesus our Lord.'"
"Why, bless me-" said the aston
I;fk1a 1sl<n
girl, 81 felt so ashamed of myself af-
eer l got under the deacon's coat.
Twas the first time l ever spoke in
my life"
III hope it won't be the last, Mrs.
Flint, if you always speak as much
to the purpose as you did last
night!'' said the minister, coming
forward.
eyes," broke in his wife, 'Henry
said he'd advocate women's speak
in meeting aftor this"
''It was capital" said Mr.. Brown,
the room to where the
deacon stood. "That's what Joe
Dean has needed for long time, a
good reproof, but no one had the
courage to give it to him. Your
little wife has done just what the
whole parish will thank her for"
'Every body Pye seen since is
Just enraptured with you," said his
wife to the laughing heroine, who
had been rohearsing all the funny
passages to her. ''You have made
yourself famous; look out for plen-
ty of calls this week."
"Oh, WELL" she said tossing the
baby, ''the washing is done, and l
shall have plenty of time"
Mrs. Brown laughed and said, al
think / will send you word next
Saturday night, that the next day
will be Sunday, and you had better
not wash till Monday"
''Mrs. Flint" said the minister,
81 think you are fully cOmpent to
manage your own affairs, without
any of my wife's interference, and
so, laughing merrily, they started.
Samuel" said his bonnie wife, as
she reached the door, "don't you
think Pve introduced you pretty
well? VIII you ever call me Mar
tha-Pendleton-Flint again when l
am hanging up your shirt in the
front yard?"
Somebody was chased out in the
kitchen just then, and laughed so
loud it wakened the baby Chicago
AdUdRce.