Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1874-08-22
OVERTAKEN BY JUSTICE.
A CLERICAL ROMANCE.

chiefs tapped from the Rev. Titu'
Tuttle's clothes line. Nine had sig
nailed the gentleman's sorrow fol
the first Mrs. Tuttle, but four O
those had been great silk squares
capable Of being wet through and
dried in the brine, saturated and
dried again indefinitely, 50 that the
number was no criterion Of the
mourner's comparative grief upon
the two occasions. he felt very bad.
ly indeed. No could doubt that
who, the Sunday after the funeral,
saw him in his suit of black, pass
slowly up the aisle, holding Grape
bound hat before him in that melan-
choly, deeply detected way, peculiar
to tho newly widowed, 1t was very
touching, especially to the female
portion OF the congregation.
The Rev. Titus mind being unset
tied, the Rev. Theopolus of the
Methodist persuasion this day off.
ciated for him. When the Rev.
Theopolus prayed that the Rev. III
tus, "though cast down might not
be forsaken, and that his affliction,
though for the present not joyous
but grevious, might work out far
more exceeding and eternal weight
of glory" then every female head
in the congregation was bowed, and
every female right eye was turned
outward to see low Titus "took it,"
1t would have been interesting had
Titus at that moment turned his
right eye down on the congregation
to see how they were impressed,
but he didn't. Blessed man There
sat he on ecclesiastical velvet, his
face buried in the fourteenth pock.
ct handkerchief-one of the half
dozen with black borders, he had
purchased while mourning for the
first Mrs. Tuttle. TO see him crushed
and yet so submissive, certainly had
a very mellowing effe ct,and it would
have required but little further in
fusion of the enthusiasm of humani-
ty to set one-half the congregation
including his case in their private
prisons.
At the close of the services, Mrs.
Pattypans, mother of five daughters
of manageable ages but unmar-
jaw bones, grasped the
hand of the bereaved Rev. Titus,
in the aisle and exclaimed:
"It's a mysterious dispensation,
but it may turn out for the BEST"
go, Mrs. Pattypans," responded
the pastor wringing the parishion-
er's hand, "nobody knows what tits
till he's passed through it."
"You've passed through it, havn't
you, pa?" asked Mrs. Pattypans
snutfingly, addressing Pa
Pattypans.
Pa Pattypans was a florid gentle
man, with large neck and heavy
chin. Pa buried one wife before he
met the mother of the five.
"Yes-yes," answered Pattypans
drawing himself little out from
his collar, "Oh, yes, my dear, I've
passed through it,"
In the entire round of protoplasm
there is no organ that possesses
such marvellous recuperative pow
ers as a mans heart. Cases have
come within my individual cogniz-
ance where that organ has been
broken, SHREDDED, collapsed, irretriev-
ably used up, as one might say, in
ess than six months it has been Of
ered in barter, sound and whole
to perform every function
If a healthy heart-systole and dy-
,stOle perfect, valvular action un-
Instructed, apex striking between
fifth and sixth rib, with precision
md regularity. Indications of
in the Rev. Titus case,
in about six weeks from
he demise of the second Mrs. Tut
lie. At that date he escorted Miss
Polly Plum home from Thursday
evening prayer meeting. 1t was a
,alm, still night, like that on which
Lilly Dale of olden memories, was
buried, and the spring atmosphere
vas favorable to spiritual soothing
syrup.
"You can't know how irrepressi-
,ly lonely am during these days,
Mss Plum" said Titus.
Polly said she supposed she
couldn't.
81 don't know in what light my
,arishioners may view the NATTER"
continued Titus, with little cough.
'But there is no time in a mans
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