Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1876-11-30
Fhc 6teFy Of 0iee.
BY MARIETTA HoLLEY.

BY MARIETTA HoLLEY.
"You shall never wear 1t while you
live In my house-neverl You knew
you were going against my express
commands when you made this.
While was standing over the sick
bcd OF your grandmother Dawson.
you were spending your time in this
worldly vanity. You know, il had
been here, you never would have
dared to spend your precious time.
given you ON probation, to make
puffs and ruffles to ornament your
siuful body, and draw your soul dc wn
still deeper into the pit OF pcrdition.'
The young girl to whom these
words were addressed, made no re.
ply, but a close observer could see
deep tinge OF scarlet sweep up to the
lovely face, and that the slender
hands were clasped so tightly over
the offending article In her lap, that
the almond shaped finger nails were
pressed into the very palms. But her
very silence seemed to displease her
mother; for as she cast her cold, gray
eyes on her moment, she said:
well. can't you answer your moth
er, when she is talking to you?
Where did yon get the materials for
that dress? Who helped you to
make it?'
Il took the money Uncle Joe sent
me for New Years present. All the
girls have got them. Kate Mcrri-
man helped me cut it. She 3 going
10 have u party next week, and"
"Ycs. have no doubt that you
had the house full of girls while /
was gone, though you well knew my
wishes on the subject"
Il have never dis obeycd you yet"
answered the girl proudly. Charley
and Bridget. and /, have bcen here
alone all the time. took my mus
lin over one afternoon, and Kate
helped me cut it,"
Perhaps she thought 1 might let
you attend her party. Bnt you shall
not go. Worldly. ungodly places.
where they sing and danccl / want
you to understand, once for all. that
you shall not go; and you shall never
wear that dress. / am responsible
for your souls welfare, and shall do
my duty by you, whether it is pleas
ing TO you, or displcasing,"
The young girl made no reply, but
silently rose and left the room. As
soon as she had gone, a bluff, good
naturcd looking Old gentleman, her
mothers brother, who had Witnessed
this scene with a great deal OF pity
and Indignation, but who possessed
too much principle to interfere in his
sisters domestic management, and so
weaken her influence by taking sides
with her daughter, spoke:
How can you go on so, Sister
Ann?" he SAID.
Mrs. Wilmer, in reply, bent upon
him a severe look, but made no an
swer in words,
Nothing daunted. however. he went
on.
"The idea OF their bein' any wicked
ness in thisl" he said, taking up from
the table the dainty white waist, With
its muslin and lace ruffies, and bal
aucing 1t on the end OF his thumb,
admiringly. Wicked! Why, it is
white rs chalk, clear through. Who
said, consider lilies? II there had
been anything wicked in them lilies,
crinkled all round the edges, gath
cred up the middle with little gold
colored orniments t. set 'em of, 1t
stands to reason the Lord wouldn't
have sot us to considerin' of 'em.
And look at the hollyhocks once, and
roses. No end to the ruffies and
Fuckers on 'em fixed off enough sight
gayer than this" And he deposited
the little waist rcverently on the ta-
BILE again.
Il have wanted to talk with you,'
he went on to say, @ever sense I have
been here, and seen yolr COINS on.
with your children. 1 tell you, Sister
Ann, you are on the wrong track, and
you will see 1t some day, and repent
it. il you don't time in turn. You are
too harsh with EN-"
BY this time Mrs. Winners thin
cheek began to flush, and her cold,
gray eyes to sparkle.
II do not ask you. Ephrum,' she
said, sharply, "ncr any one else, to
teach me my duty to my children. /
learn 1t from higher source. 1 know
what is right better than you"
"You are rs self righteous as ever"
answered her brother. "When you
and VIII had your flght-"
II never fight with any one, Ephrum
and you know it."
"Nol but you set up your will like
rock, and let weaker, or rather more
tender and loving natures, break
themselves to pieces on it. know
all about Will. A better, more gen.
erous-hearted fellow never lived"
Mrs. Winners lips quivcred, in
rpite OF her self co. troll; and she