Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1873-02-08

Hauton's heavy burdens, How natural, simple
and inevf able locked the very things that In
her eyes ad been inexcusable!
Ell 2 n efJ- w. g SOS 500
Time, lunch-time; place, Mrs. Goreout's
treskfast- room; persons, the angel ana Miss
Nettire, Mrs. Goreout and her cousin Sue.
Mrs 9oreout Was aPretty woman, and made
the most Of u. Her chesfnut hair was rolled
minded bit Of lace perched jauntily over her
forehead, evidently setting mp for q Breakfast
cap, Though 1t could have no reasonable expec-
1ssGn OF fsps taken for any thing than
lace was the keynote to Mrs. Goreout's char
acter. 1t was OF no possible use. 1t could not
keep her warm. She did not need 1t, for she
Mrs. GOreout's highest aim and constant en-
dtavor, although she hypocritically pretended
to care about better things.
an angel Was looking at her, I wonder IL she
wouldn't wish herss II in plain gray dress IN
stead of that ruftied wrapper, and whether she
wonld try to tuck her hair behind her ears or
But Mrs Goreout evidently had no suspicion
! o the angel. She sat complacent In her iniqui-
tiOus gov N, smiling she dropped lumps Of
sugar into her cousin Sues coffee, and talking
IN a Pleas ant voice. d
"Grieyous things are said against me? What
She smiled and coined word on the spot
" Nettires." .-
"Ohl" Mrs. Goreout's white forehead had
Z
lyon are a member OF the church, ana vet,
Miss Nettre says, you are absent half the time
from the prayer meetings, and from the moth
ers' Flannel society assemblies; and more than
that, she don't see, for her part, how you can
come iouncing to the communion and pT ayers
in silk and velvet. She should think you would
Mrs Goreout sighed. and looked down for
moment, and then flashed bright smile at Su-,
san. =
:" Foolish to care, is it not2 won't care.
n fVvV 49,
Wednesday. Butthere wasa reason Sor it. Old
l-isba's complaint 10 Just now so bad that she
keeps her bed could send her what she needs;
but you know there are plenty to attend the
prayer meeting, and there are not plenty who
will battle Lisba's poor limbs, and brush her
hair, and talk her into . happier humor. She
hard as a stone, because she thought that God
had madeOne world for the rich and another for
the poor, and that the rich threw aims to her,
and such as her, as they would to q dog, to keep
them from being too troublesome. But when
ladies who we're rich and happy and fortunate
left their grand houses to sit down with her IN
troubles, and waited on her with their own
hands tor Jesus's sake, then indeed she did be-
lieve there was Jesus, and that Christians did
love one another. Now, Sue, would neYer
Care to stay away when she needed me, after
that. Think of the harm mi ght do any one al
ready so sore at heart" r z y
Miss Nettire WINGED. She felt the gaze of
the angel fixed on her with a look of solemn in
quiry.
And about the FLANNEL Society,", con-
too. 1t was the only day in the week on which
i could take old Mrs Bathersby and Miss Sim
cox to drive, and they have grown to count so
ure; and though they pinch and save every cent
inst to live, they are SO proud 1t is the only
thing ] dare offer them. They like the change,
, n s aney me- TOO tSnaye the carriage draw up
hunted souls shake off their bondage, and YOU
can feel that pleasant sense of ease and i'm
portance is warming them through every fiber,
a. they chat with me and lean back on the
| cushlonssln an elegant manner. 1t is pure sell
fishnessy Isnppose, on my part. These are good
women, and If the cup of cold water is not to be
viii bring lis blessing
And the silk and velvet?' queried Susan.
80 IF meat make my brother TO offend, 7 will eat
10 meat while the world stands, you know. And
your dress does offend Miss Nettire."
Yes, know; but how II eating no meat
would offend weaker brother yet more?" said
Mrs Goreout. gravely. al like to look nice,
and vet do suppose ] should have no right to
trip Miss Nettire with my fashions if it were
not for Frank. He declares that my good spirits
and tasteful dress are the best arguments he has
ever heard in favor of religion; and that he can
have confidence in piety that does not consist
chiefly in asceticism. bat does everything as to
God, even rejoicing and looking lovely. Miss
Nettire does not need me as much as Frank.
Her conversation is not at stake, while nv in
fuence over Frank depends very much on such
trivial matters. But know what 1 can do. 1
can try TO be better friends with Miss Nettire.
fancy we have none of ms enough of what
Rosa calls love charity for her. We think too
much Of the prickles, and not enough Of the
! re al goodness in her oh aracter."
Miss Nettire gasped. From the solemn, be-
nignant presence near her something like a
halo seemed to shine about Mrs. GoreOut.
throat.
tires house. She Is the sinner whom you came
to seek, and who ought to arouse all my right
eous wrath. L believe now, If we could but
know all, there are few for whom there is not
some paliatiOn, and no case in which we can
be certain of Judging righteous judgment,
and that IL why God forbade us in our blindness
to judge at all. could get over the rest, but
to think that such a butterfly as Maria Goreout
should be doing things for Jesus's sake. am
going home to pray not to be judged as have
| Judged Others"
Miss Nettire at her window.
81 wonder why Julia Prichard is forever in
the street? i should think she had better be at
l home with her bed-ridden mother" Pulling
| herself up: a" No, don't! 1 won't think like
| that. Maybe she has the best of reasons"
1 Miss Nettire had concluded that the angels
/ visit was a dream, but It had left its traces.
Hence a constant succession Of single combats
4 between herself and her second nature in pri-
| waite; in public such a reformed edition of Miss
| Nettire set all JunerOseville wondering. Ii
angels visits were not 80 few how certain other
| communities might be similarly benefited
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