The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1878-10-10

/ 0rOVe the harrington family 10
church. While they were worship
ing within, he waited outside, or
rode slowly around the streets to pass
away the time, but was always
promptly back when the cOngregs-
tiOn dispersed, to take them home.
Month after month went by. Bit
ter feelings in the meantime gained
mastery in Hiram Lynde's heart, and
angry mutterings were often on his
lips, which he found hard to sup
press.
One fine morning be drove with
the HarrlngtOns to church, as usual.
As they slowly ascended the steps,
and disappeared within the sanctuary,
q strange light shOne in his eyes, and
shaking his hand fiercely after them,
he exclaimed
proud hypocrItes There they
go to worship God and advertise
their fine fortune, through their vel
vets, silks and lsces. They put money
into the contribution box for the poor
with jeweled hands, but nary q fsrth-
ing do they care for the souls OF one
of them. Nearly year have brought
them regularly to church, but nobody
has said q word about my going in. II
n preaching is good for them why isn't
It for me, too? I'II bring their fash
| ionable religion out in strong light,
or prove it all sham. Ha, ba yes
1 will"
Four days passed. A purpose had
ripened In Hiram's breast and ne
Ionged to put it into execution.
One morning as he was wedding in
Mr.. Harrington's garden, he saw Joe
Phelps leaning against the gate.
'Hello, Jos! come here" he called,
pleasantly.
Joe skipped up the gravel walk to
his side. His mother was a hard
| toiling widow, who earned q scanty
livelihood for herself and six children
| by washing. Joe's clothes were so
worn that great patches covered his
knees aud elbows, and only great
skill in mending and dsrning held
them together. Hiram surveyed him
closely.
"Pretty poor clothes you wear ;
hardly fit for pauper," he remarked
sneeringly.
"They are the best have" replied
Joe, the hot blood mounting to his |
face from wounded pride.
"Want chance to earn new suit |
~ oA easy "0Js il al houA aoASN 1
Hiram.
ayes, indeed" answered Joe, joy
fully.
oner. Next 5HdGsy hufiing, II
you'll wear these same old clothes |
and be bArefooted, just as you are
now, and go into the church just after
the Harringtons get IN, and take =
seat with them-itis No. 106-I'll give
YOU the pest suit of summer clothes
in DSrrow's st1re."
"Oh, you are foolin',n laughed Joe. !
uNever was more serious in my
life," said Hiram, earnestly. 81
want to mortify these purse-prGud
Christians. I want to see how these
big. feeling people will act, to be in 3
row with q poor boy, half covered
with patches and darns."
"Oh, don't want to go into their
pew," said Joe, quickly. 'Tisn't
using them well It's mean"
GAs you please" I" replied Hiram, in
differently. There's plenty OF other
boys who'd Jump at my Offer.n
Joe reflected q moment. "Yes, III
do it,n he said, decidedly. "Mother
would have to do q great deal OF
washing to get me a summer suit.
I'll do 1t to save her, but hate to,
awfully."
When Sunday came, Joe waited till
he saw the elegant carriage OF Mark
Harrington go by, and then followed
hard after it. He reached the church
lust after the family had entered 1t.
Hiram was holding the horses in front
of the steps. Giving the reins to a
friend standing by, he and Joseph
made their way through the yesti-
bule, I'D the stairs to the inner door.
Here Hiram waited and watched,
with q ehuekIIng heart, the boy as he
tImorously went Though the broad
aisle tIIk ne came TO pew lO6' Mr..
Harrington was sitting at the foot,
and Joe slipped in by him, and sat
down between him and his daughter
Helen, while the faces Of both showed
great surprise.
"Fhat was capitally done," thought
Hiram exuItingly. noe is q trump
anywhere. Now the rich ard poor
are side by side, and in Gods eyes
| one IL no better than the other"
On the way home the odd incident
of Joseph Phelps's sitting uninvited
in their pew was gllbly discussed by
| the HsrringtOn's.
"Poor boy" said Miss Helen, pity
ingIy, 'it is plain his starved soul is
reaching out for something higher.
We must encourage and help him."
Hiram listened in astonishment.
No word Of indignation or mortifca-
ton Oe- -Om the lips OF those he
hsd fashionable Christians.
His al 10 humble their pride had
failed.
On Monday Joseph came around to
receive the promised remuneration
for his service. Hiram was true to his
word and gave him q good summer
suit OF clothes, which made him very
happy. Towards evening Joseph
Phelps received q notice, through
Bridget Malone, the cook, that her
master, Marx Harrington, wished to
see him.
he entered that gentleman's pres
ence tremblingIy. He had commit
ted 8 grave offense by taking q seat
beside him, uninvited, and he was In
quivering expectation OF being ac-
cused OF It.
"Joseph, did you enjoy hearing Mr..
Catlin preach, yesterday ?" ssked
Mr.. Harrington, with an amused
smile.
INo-yes-I guess 1 did DON'T
know, sir,D was the stammering re-
Div, with wild, frightened eyes, and 8
face spotted like an adder.
A low giggIe came from Miss Fan
ME, who was sitting in the bay win
dow with Miss Helen.
HDo you want to keep on going to
church ?n asked Mr.. Harrington,
kindly and encour agingly.
''Yes, sir"
"Then you shall. I'll give you an
order to take to Mr.. DarrOw, and you
msy select such q suit as you may
need, and I'll pay for them" A joy
ful light bounded into JOe's eyes.
HFather," said Miss Helen, "he'll
need q hat, and boots, stockings and
handkerchief. Let me get him
these,n and turning to Joseph, she in
quired, Glow would you like to go
into Mr.. CrawfOrd's class Of boys at
the Sunday School 81
"Oh, very much, ma'Am," in
choking voice.
"pll ask him to receive you"
"I own pew, number forty, In the
gallery" said Mr.. Harrington. "HOu
can have q seat there. You are n
good boy. All you need is q chance
to rise in the world. Joseph"
''Thank you, thank you, sir. Thank
you, Miss Harrington. l shall never
forget your kindness, never, never,
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