Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1873-01-21

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when the goats are separated from the
sheepw
according 10 my ephering," said
Obed, God means TO take care OF the
goats. too They may Not be worth rs
much as The sheep: there's \ big dfsr-
.nee in folks; but guess they'll 60 for
what they're worth. At any rate, shall
lake what comes, without grumbing or
complaining. Though he MAJ ,lay me,
yel will ! trust in him. I've thought OF
that good many times when I've been
working alone in the field and guess
can take what the Lord sends; but there
are some things men would like to force
on me amt SO ready to receive
The elder couldn't think OF any answer
for this, SO he cleared his throat and said.
81 should like. if YOU don't object. to
have season ol prayer"
81 don't mind your praying" replied
Obed, checrlully, "il You want to; but
guess the Lord knows all you can tell
him, and little more Folks take a
sight oI pains to give him information.
There's 4 still small voice spoken of that
| have though | heard out in the lot
sometimes, with the birds singing and
everything still, and my heart has IN.
L 4 Z 4 IL.
vas prayeI."
Mrs. Faifnan and S4lome were whis.
perins together in the Kitchen.
1--WE must try and scrape the barrel,
said the anxious housewife, $50 as TO get
white ilour enough to make griddle cakes
tor tca; then we can put on tho camille
bread TO look like one kind You must
tell Ezra to be sure and refuse the cakes.
Hos dreadful fond of them. There's the
dried.appIe sauce, AMI a little mite of
plum preserves, jus. enough to help the
elder twice SO guess we shall manage
to appear respectable"
The next day there came change in
the weather. The cold northeast wind
gave away TO u south breeze, and it grew
warm and close. Bigblack clouds rolled
up the sky, and anxious, longing eyes
watched it, and prayed for rain.
The shower was coming when Salome
went into her fathers room with letter
Ia her hand
"Why, child" said he, opening it, .
Bunker, the nan that bought the old
Haynes place, wants to get three acres
oil the back end %! my land. It's II /
strong piece, but it goes corncring into
his'n, and there's some folks crn't bear to
have . noIch in farm. and | guess he's
one OF them kind. He offers big price,
and The money will pay Off Whitcomb,
and leave me something over. 1t docs
secn rs though there WAS = providence
in it. | cant see that the Lord bears n
spite to his children, but I'm ready to ac-
.knowledgo all his mercics."
80, father It's raining cried S.lome,
as she rushed 20 the window.
The biz warm drops were beginning
TO palicr down on The loayes and grass,
aud soak ialo tic hand ground. Faster
and faster it came, roaring upon the !
root, while the wind swayed the wet
limbs of the trees
That is music" said Obed, With his !
face all aglow. 1T makes me think of
where The Bible speaks about the fields
yielding their increase. and the clouds
dropping fatness.' There aint no such |
poetry as that anywhere"
The shower had lasted long, long
time. and soaked into the thirsty ground,
and frightened the grass, and brought
out The dandelions by hundreds, and open
ed the pink lips OF the apple blossoms. |
With the patter on the root. ard The great
peace that had laIlon on his spirit, Obed
,cl. asleep.
Salome sat beside him. Presently there !
came tap ut the window. She started |
and turned, and there stood 10 Dacres, |
leaning over The low sill, backed by Il Ii
lac bush just shaking out its purple |
plumes. Everything was glittering with
bright drops, and II robin was singing
overhead.
Salome went softly to the window, and |
she never forgot how that birds song |
sounded, Sho was dressed in pale blue
oaicoe. II glazy stuff, but it just suited
her style; and now, as she leaned out,
her light hair fell about her face.
1--WE taken the Spinner place." whis-
pcred 10, land used grandfather's money |
to stock it. feel as strong as fifty men,
but if you should refuse to marry me, |
should be rs weak as a cat"
This was the way Joe proposed; and
Salome just put out her hands to him, and
for one moment her face was out of sight.
The robin went on singing, and a tree
bough show9red down bright drops on
Salome's hair, and the early roses began
TO blow, and good moist smells came
from everything, and there, over the hap
py girls shoulders, was rainbow, SPAN
ming the dark cloud, which seemed to
promise that there had come an end oil
HARD TINES.
MIR. Ruskin now writes; 81 was
obliged 10 write too young, when knew
only hall truths. and was eager 10 set