The Louisiana cotton-boll. [volume] (Vermilionville [i.e. Lafayette], Attakapas, La.) 1872-1883, 1873-03-05

don't see, for her part, how you can
come founcing to the communion and
prayers in silk and velvet. She should
think You would be afraid.
Mrs. Goroout sighed, and looked
| down for moment, and then flashed a
briget smile at Susan.
Foolish to care, is it not? / won't
care Tt is true, was not st the
praycr-meeting last Wednesday. But
! there vas a reason for it. Old Lisba's
complaint is just now so bad that she
| keeps her bed. | could send her what
she needs butyou know there arc plenty
to attend the praycr-mcctiug. and there
are not plenty who will bathe T,isba's
poor limbs, and brush her hair, and
talk her into Il happier humor, She
told ne once that for q, ars her heart
was us hard as stone, becausa she
thoughkihat God had made one world
for the Ind another for the poor,
and thas sigg rich threw ulms to her, and
such as her, fs they would to a dog, to
keep them from being too troublesome.
But when ladies who were rich and
happy and fortunate left their grand
houses TO sit down with her iii her
smoky room, and talk to her about her
troubles, and waited on her with their
own hands for Jesus's sake, then inleed
she did believe there was Jesus, and
that Christians did love one another.
Now, Sue, | would never dare tD stay
away when she needed me, after that.
Think of the harm might do any one
alread- 80 sore at heart"
Miss Nettire WINGED She felt the
gaze OF the angel fixed on her with a
look OF solemn inquiry.
And about the FLANNEL Society,""
continued Mrs. Goreout II was absent
from that, too It was the only ,lay in
the week on hich could take old Mrs
Bathersby and Miss Simcox to drive,
and they have grown to count so on that
weekly ride They have 50 little
pleasure and though they pinch and
save every cent just to live, they are so
proud, it is the only thing I dare offer
them. They like the change, and they
like, too have the carriage draw up in
front of their door. Theirpoor poverty
hunted.seuls shake of their bondage,
and you can feel that a pleasant sense of
ease and importance is warming them
through every fiber, as they chat with
me and lean back on the cushions in an
elegant manner. 1t is pure self. tmess,
suppose, on my part. These are good
women and if the cup of cold water is
not to he forgotten, suppose even such
a trifesas this will bring its blessing.
"Am1 the silk and velvit?" queriesl
Susan. eff meat makes my brother to
Offend | will eat no meat while the
world ! stands, you know. And your
dress does offend Miss Nettire.
eyes, I know but how if eating no
meat would offend weaker brother yet
more?" said Mrs. Goreout, grnyely.
81 like to look nice, and yet I d. s1n-
pose 7 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 tie bost
arguments he has ever heard in favor of
religion and that he can have confidence
in a piety that does not consist chiefly
in asceticism, but does everything as to
God, Hven rejoicing and looking lovely,
Miss Nettire does not need me as much
as Frank Her conversion is not at
stake, while my influence over Frank
depends very much on such trivial
matters But I know what can do.
I can try to be better friends with Miss
Nettire I fancy we have nonc of us
enough Of what Rosa calls love charity
for her. We think too much Of the
prickles, and not enough of the real
goodness in her character.
Miss Nett;re gasped. From the
solemn, benignant presence near her
something like a halo seemed to shine
about Mrs. Goreout. A great sob came
choking into the spinster's throat.
eco back she said, huskily, "to
Sally Nettire's house. She is the sinner
whom you came to seek, and who ought
to arouse all your righteous wrath. I
believe now, if we could but know all,
there are few for whom there is not
some palliation, and no case in which
we can be certain ofjudging arighteous
Judgment, and that is why God forbade
US in our blindness TO judge at all. I
could get over the rest, but to think
that such butterfly as Maria G reOut
should be doing things for Jesus's sake.
I am going home to pray not to be
judged as ] have judged others"
v.
Miss Nettire at her window.
"I wonder why Julia Pritchard is
forever in the street? 1 should think
she had better be at home with her bed
ridden mother" Pulling herself up:
''No, I don't! won't think like that.
Maybe she has the best of reasons"
Miss Nettire had concluded that the
aEpels visit was q dream, but it hadleft
its traces. Hence a constant succession
of single oombats between herself and
her second nature in private; in public
such reformed edition of Miss Nettire
as set all Juneroseville wandering. If
angels visits were not so few, how
certain other communities might be
similarly benefited.
SWIFT maxim in conversation was;
Take as many half minutes as you can
get, but never take more than half a
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