Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1873-02-08
NETTIR ES.
Judge Net, that We be Not judged.

e To commence la wilkie Collins: The time
morning; the scene, Miss Nettire's bed
chamber; the personag-s, Miss Nettire and an
angel, ON whom she had Just opened her eyes.
His Nettire wa1a person " no regulated her
sslf by certain inisllibie rules. She never de-
waited from them by the breadth OF a hair.
You at once perceive she could have had no
faults. Her neighbors did deviate from these
rules; worse yet, sometimes wholly denied their
efficacy. Being faultless herself, Miss Nettire
lad all the more time to devote to her neigh
Tors. and. "a a right-mintied woman, was in
constant concern about them.
Therefore. when, "a have Just said, she be-
held an angel, who demanded Of her the names
81 the most grievOus sinners who had offended
her, she might have been started, but she was
not anna zrd beyond measure. She had a feel
ing that 1t was very much what might have
been expected of Heaven, and that the angels
selection OF a guide was not amiSs. She an
swered the question with full degree of com
posHre. and then vast cOmPlacency expanded
within her. Now IT would be seen, with the
sanction of Heaven upon her, who was right
she, or the people who sneeringly declared that,
II she were saint, they preferred to remain
among the sinners How would they do now!
Would they shrek, or swoon, or fall on their
knees and call on her for protection!
III.
To proceed la wilkie Collins: Place. Will
Hartleigh's bachelor lodgings; time, breakfast
tine; PeTsOns-invisible. Miss Nettire and the
angel; visible, Will Hartleigh and his ehum,
Ned HILL
Miss Nettire looked about her with yirtuous
horror- She hardly felt safe there, even in the
company OF an angel. He was a fiirt. He at
tended theaters, and talked geology, and made
he met Miss Netue. Briefly, he was absolutely
without redeeming trait, and the least that
the angel could do, in her opinion, was to brand
Cant do it, Nedi" said wills jolly voice.
81 To tell the truth, i had set my heart on run
ming over to Europe this year, but was obliged
to pay out S10oo in another direction; 50 1 must
stay at home this season."
That w as all-not a word more; but under the
solution, benignant hook Of the angel, there
flashed into Miss Nettire's brain q sudden
scorchirc consciousness OF their meaning. The
recent v" Ieroseville ire had left Miles Stanley
penniless- He was an old man, with a helpless
family, and he was also VIII Hartleigh's per-
sistent enemy. Some one sent Miles Stanley,
anonymously, gift OF Sloo0. No one had
Praised the unknown giver more fODdiy than
Miss Nettire. She had also taken Will to task
Tor his evident satisfaction over his enemy's
misfortune. The generous unknown was VIII
Hartlelgh, and he had sacrificed his years
pleasure Tor his enemy, and told nobody.
Ill.
Place, the parsonage; persons. the nueh-en-
curing pastor and his mOre-enduring wife;
Miss NettIre, and the angel, invisible.
Miss: Nettire looked hard az the angel. This
was a degenerate parson- He was on horseback
when he should have been visiting sick old wo-
men, and he paid three visits to Mrs. Hanton,
osevnle, where he paid one elsewhere. II ever
the thunder fell, what head better merited II
than that OF this selfish, frivolous, worldly
AGAIN
Miss Nettire looked hard at the angel. The
Parson laid dOwn his book, and looked anxiously
at his wife:
81 lam troubled for Mrs. Hauton,- he said,
with sigh. % Her trials are many? First,
the death OF Lucy, and now this terrible anxiety,
MI. Hanton l. undoubtedly insane, and yet his
INSANITY Is mixed with 50 much cunning that il
NVuIu oe no easy matter to prove ii; and she is
Obliged to look on quietly while he reckIessiy
throws To the winds her children's property;
am aS 70 efO S al CONES this trouble between
credit his fathers mental condftion-insists ON
demonstrating with him As IL he were n reason
were losing her faith under these repeated al
nictioBs."
Mrs. rarson looked sympathzing.
q You will ride there to-day, James,"
q shall 90 there. but shall not ride. hear
that some Of my congregation are displeased
with my new diversion. Their version of the
matter Il, their pastor rides about for pleasure
and at his ease while the afflicted suffer and die
UeyithOut him."
And 80 YOU will walk two miles and a half
through this deep mud-you who are already %
glow on either cheek. - What did the doctor
tell you, JaIass? That YOU could not hope Go
remain another year in your pulpit without ac-
too. He said you might as we'll file a pis.,a ot
steel every day in the year on exactly the same
spot and nor expect 70 wear a hole there Pol
low my example, sir, and don't walk with the
fear Of Nettire before your eye when YOUR dnty
to God and yourself calls YOU another way. i
had no outside wrap, this winter" Miss Net
tire starttd), " To buy one out Of your salary
was not To be thought of. had given my shaw
10 Nate Il couldn't see her come shiverins
nome from school every day. had some pieces
Ol s,lk, zen wears old, and two extra breadths OF
Sash,nele lsIt from dress pattern. Between the
two contrived myself a paletor IL Is cut affer
the latest style; l could cut it no other way. /
Lined and wadded Ii, aud embroidered IL In lille
the piercing and help out the six. it - yerv
SomioItab:e, and yoa say becoming. Well,
Miss Nettire stands aghast, I am told. She
says, % Ii y no wonder that MANY Young wo-
men are going straight to destruction anal the
people sneer at Christianity, when a woman
~hotrom her position alone, should be preemi-
hently adorned with good works, attires herself
Hlsts al IN gold and pearls and broidered array;'
Shae means my piecing, you know. What
sno a ,H IIoE Remain prisoner I'm the house,
anu .neh oe eensuIed for non- attendance at the
churen, non-yisiting, etc? say we cannot
s S,.s TWO masters, and prefer God to Miss
Nsttire BE a wise man Go and dolikewise. %
Nils Nsttlres thin face as crimson. what
} ser mons she had preached with that pnletot for
text what q scape-goat for the sins ~ the
community was that lnckless horse in her esti-