The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1877-11-02

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she dared not go in, and he did not wish
her 10 follow. He sat down and hid his
face In his hands, enrsged at fate. Dolly
had loved her pretty daughter. Jacob
mad ldoilzed her. She belonged to pros
porous Gays wnenhe had been a gardener
In the country. Yes, this little Jane
that was seemed to belong entirely
there, among simple, sweet scenes, fitted
by her lie and gayety to go along with
birds, butterflies and spring blossoms
was she dead? Oh, worse to him !---she
was lost to him, in anger not IN sorrow.
Down mesowhere, this hot night, in the
surglng life of the great city was wo-
mS4 and child; all cel0r gone froU.the
the cheeks and the life of the One-the
other shame-branded by its birth. She
was not In actual want; plttance had
been lett her; but she had sinned-she
had fallen, and 50 he had said she was no
child of his. The Christ who had COM
passion on one ike her might as well
never have lived, for any plea OF like pity
IN Jacobs heart for his little Jane that
was.
Outside, Dolly watched the stars COM
ing out one by one; could not let herself
do anything else for awhile as she pressed
both hands over her heart. To think or
to pray made it sometimes leap, tiutter
and then seem to stop beating, so that
Jacob and Jane and the little baby all
faded, faded from like phantoms. Dolly
had heart disease, and many time was
aware of the death angel passing
"Swiftly by
With the gladness Of one who goeth
In the light OF God most high h
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stay for her. When she had been alone
a half hour Jacoo opened the door to
say she would catch cold 1t was quite
dim, but away 60 one side the lights on
the w~sr twnkled like fire 10. The
air was heavy With the perfume of Dolly's
liies-she herself unseen; but her voice
fell on his ears painfully:
80 Lore, in much patience must my
peace be so held me not to think all is
lost wher a thing falls out against me.
Let me abide in Thee and the darkness
cannot tread me down. Let Jacob know
how God loves him and think if he de-
serves it. Have us live in faith, walk
in love and be taught by the Spirit how
to have our corner of earth little like
heaven. oh, wash her poor soul white
and give the baby an angel to watch
over it. Put evil far from US, for
Chris 5 sake.
Dolly was still for few moments
before Jacob said:
Come in now you'll get over tired"
and when she came in he made unusual
efforts to be gentle. Dolly might have
donSs good deal more with Jacob sshe
had Known Der power. As it was, she
made a master stroke that night BY ex-
claiming, before she fell asleep:
- How tearsOme lonely ye'd be, Jacob,
with nobody to be good to. Ye've a
will OF rock, but We remind me often of
the stone tower-a shelter to the puny
things under it; always similar to a
strong father in a storm to the roses and
the likes"
g 4 father-a father Jacob rolled
and tossed all night in troubled thought.
Only once he slept and then dreamed he
saw the little red shoe in the mud of
the street. torn and trampled by horses
feet. Now things fancied at midnight
are 50 vivid that all at once Jacob re-
allied how hard and cruel he had grown
how bitterness and revenge had
possessed his soul. But toward morning
God did not let Jacob think how he
loved him, and after that he fell into a
deep sleep.
The next day was Sunday-a day the
old couple always enjoyed. Jacob could
be at home all day and they planned to
have some little treat, for during the
week Jacob acted as janitOr in the build
ing. 1t was in this way he earned his
rent and trihe besides. They had, in
the past, known more prosperity, but
had not vet come to dire poverty.
Dolly never expected to. Every sparrow
Christ's words q -. On this sunday,
Dolly rose up and made the two rooms
dainty with fresh touches, with gay
flowers in chubby pitchers. She put on
her whitest neck-handkerchief, and when
breakfast was over said TO her husband.
g Don't We stay at home, Jacob, because
must. Go We to the church and hear
good"
Jacob looked intently into her eyes,
his own cIiriously bright. what would
We like best, Dolly? I've a mind to
give We wish take yer time now-any-
thing"
She painted, clasping her wrinkled
hands. He ought not to have excited
her thus Then she whispered, IF
she-might come--for all day. If ye'd
Just look at the wee baby"
She thought he might be angry, but
he colored and, for the first time in
wears, kissed her awkwardly. Jacob was
tender but not ELUSIVE. Then he went
out and shut the door. He came back
in a few moments and she dared not ask
il he had sent messenger, but believed
he had. An hour after, while the moth
er Law behind the white curtain, the
door opened softly and there stole in =
slender woman, all in black, save for the
baby gathered to her breast like lily
She was sadder-faced far than Dolly, and
she had ewes most like the father tC
whom she ran-at whose feet she would
have fallen if he had not received Der in
his arms, child and all Dolly parted
the'curtains, then sank back among the
pillows. She listened TO the low voices
and soft sebbing a long time; she grew
once or twice faint with happiness and
half wandered in her mind, always
though. in a dim, beautiful shadow
land-a region tinted by her flowers, heI
bright window-always with sweet
solemn thought OF Gods great love
how, like father pitieth his children
so the Lord pitieth them that fear Him. y
Jacob summoned her by-and-by and
seemed to want to make everything 60
on usual-not like a scene of any sort.
The Young woman carried the baby out
among the flowers aud left it for Jacob
to study with kind of grave curiosity
while she went back to help her mother.
A great load seemed to be slipping from
her in this old atmosphere of home. 1t
was &-4in holy sabbath day she had
wept for such--as left behind forever.
Then Dolly was so happy! She went
about singing " jerusalem the golden, %
and murmuring, "She'l never go away
She trShere at last Jacob cp't turn
them off now +"
OF the two women Dolly was the
younger. She had her lifelong walked
in the light; the other had been shad-
owed by blackness, and it is sin, not
time, that tells in this way. The baby
crowed and shouted at the Strawberries
grandmother displayed for dinner, and
chung to its grandfather as II 1t had
planned its own siege upon his heart: 20
as the hours went by Dolly was perfectly
content about Ms power. When all the
cheerful hustle OF dinner was over, and
baby asleep along with the shut morning
gleries under the friendly steeple, then
Jacob said:
"Come little Grannie! Get ye into
yer pulpit and preach US our Sunday
lesson!
Dolly laughed softly, for she knew
what he meant. Ever since Jacob Sc
cured the old carved chair in power