The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1873-11-07

ed to Goa ana Dy ana py Ielg pet
ter. At Bible class what do you
think the lesson was? You'll find it
in Isaiah, and it begins: If thou
turn"
"Oh, l know" cried Madge and
springing to her feet, and catching
the corners of grandmamma's grey
shawl, she slowly repeated:
"It thou turn thy foot from the
Sabbath, from doing thy pleasure on
my holy day, and call the Sabbath
delight, the holy of the Lord, honor
able, and shalt honor him, not doing
thine own way nor finding thine own
pleasure, nor speaking thine own
words; thea shalt thou delight thy
self in the Lord; and l will cause
thee to ride upon the high praces of
the earth, and feed thee with the her
itage of Jacob, thy father; for the
mouth of the Lord hath spoken it. y
at was awful hard to learn" said
Madge the instant she ended; "but
mamma taught it to us the last sum
mer."
"Yes, dear, and that was the Bible
lesson that day. AS we walked along
home 1 think your grandfather and
l were both glad he had been made
strong to do the right.
1t was an hour afte wards, msy be,
that the hammers up at the hall stop
ped.
"What does that mean, I wonderP'
said your grandfather, and he kept
on wondering, but we didn't go up to
find an answer. People stayed at
home Sundays then.
"Well, it was sundown, and the
end of the holy time. as we tho't for
in those days Sabbath day was from
sunset to sunset.
"Why, how funny. Did you knit
Sunday night?' asked Phil.
"Certainly I did. Some persons
kept both uights, but I was brought
up to believe it was as much my du-
ty to work six days as it was to rest
the Seventh. So l had laid away
my Bible and taken down my knit
ting, when l heard the gate click
Wait a moment. One,-two,-I
three"
Grandmamma stopped to count
the stitches, and set the heel of the
striped stocking. She was always
knitting striped stockings, and her
work was running to and fro on
young legs from October till June;
and Phil, as he sat embracing his
knees embraced also q pair of these
same hose.
'Now, then," whispered Kitty, the
six year old witch who had occupied
the pause in shaking her red hair ov-
er her face. "The gate clicked. You
got to there, gran'mamma."
yes, dear. I looked out and saw
Squire Allen. He was our rich man
in Greendale, and my heart gave a
jump, and l whispered, something is
coming now, Phil"
"Of course the Squire's coming"
answalel my husband.
"Good evening, Mr.. Mather," he
began, "I've waited for the end of
Sunday, and now I've run down to
tell you that we've got into dread
full snarl up at the agricultural hall.
1 tried to talk with Sykes about
working Sunday,and he took ofense
and packed up, and went off bag and
baggage, mad as March hare"
"You don't mean it, sir?"
"Indeed 1 do; and l mean some
thing more, Philip" The Squire was
striding up and down, too much in
haste to be seated. 81 mean that
building shall be finished by this time
tomorrow night. The cattle show
is to begin Tuesday, and the inter.
ests of every farmer in Wier County
are at stake. Now, then, what l want
of you is to take command Of that
work and carry it through"
'But the men, my good sir? where
are the men to come from"
allow many men do you want?"
"To finish the hall tomorrow l
shall need fifty.
Agreed" The Squire seized his
hat. "You so to bed and get good
nights sleep, and at sunrise be at the
hall"
remember bow got breakfast by
candle-light that Monday morning,
and how heard the wagons come
rafting into the village from all the
country round. While we had slept
Squire Aliens two boys had been
securing the country, giving the
message at every farm house, and
when Philip went to the hail at sun
rise, there were fifty men, the best in
Wier county, ready for work. 1t was
only the second year of our society,
and we had all resolved that this cat
tie show should be good one.
! Ali, but those men worked with a
will that day. All day ] could see
them sBarning on the roof, moving
in and out, and your grandfathers
broad shoulders towering like King
Saul's above them, as he stepped
briskly about. A hundred times /
paused at my west window to watch,
| and at sunset there went up a great
cheer, and knew the work was done
| I remember it WAS a warm, hazy
! September night, and stood at the