The Benton weekly record. [volume] (Benton, Mont.) 1880-1885, 1880-04-16


And nj last, when We were parting,
Kitty Bell andi
whispered softly 10 each other
Meath the starry sky.
Leitai0ne / fell to dreaming
That where stars were brightly cleaning,
with her own eyes softly beaming,
Sat Kitty Bell and !,
Lonely walk i'll the meadow
Not Kitty Bell and /;
She has broken VOWS she made me
Meath starry sky.
TwoComc through thc meadow walking;
As hear their low toned talking,
Comes the ghost Of lost love stalking,
From Kitty Bell, to die.
--A.J. Granaiss.
huE MINISTRIES MISTAKE
1.-THE sunset was painting all the fores
Etbs with gold; the messy boles of the ole
Eccs glowcdin the level light, as if they ha(
hen carved out Of glittering bronze, ant
he scarlet vines along the stone wal
knrht new splcndor from the last rays
Ehile tie silycry-whitc fringe Of wild Gle,
hats swung from the dead thorn bushes
kd here and there bird, perchcd high uI
Eanst the deep, vivid blue heavens utter
EHs shrill, clear ycspcr note; and 1Tr
IaryI, walking home through the West
book woods, thought what beautiful
torld this was that God had made.
INr. Cmyl was only four-and-tWenty,
Ind had been i'll the Wcstbrool1 parish fo1
lpc months. Not long, but long enough
Idcscern, by the testimony of his own ex.
biencc, that there were thorns us well az
IscS in Il country pastors life. 1t hao
Eemed so beautiful and ideal when hi
Iokcd at it through the medium of his fan.
!, standing on the threshold Of the Theo,
gical seminary. 1t was beautiful still
htthc ideality had all gone out Of it.
IIis mother meet him on the doorstep 0,
be parSonage-a brisk, specialized, little
hnc, in a turned black silk, with frills o
Ealy -darned lace, and violet ribbons il
Ercap.
'Wcll, Charles" she said, cheerily
bere IS a whole slatcful Of calls for you."
Mr.. Caryl's countcnancc rather fell. HI
R0 bocn anticipating an evening by tllt
!ood fire, with the last number Of Black
ood's Magazine.
"Calls?" he repeated; "what are they;
hd where arc they?"
lie went into the little parlor as he SPOKE
kthc parlOr where the coveted wood fir
as leaping and flashing on the brigh
hdirons, and shade lamp was already
'ifning Oh the table among his piled-ul
ooke and papers--and took up his LITTLE
Gatc.
"The Widow Corset, he read, adding
ktto roce, "That woman again! She ha'
led once a week regularly ever since
lave been in Westbrook." "%
"Charles ~ mildly. y.rcproyed his mother
"It's a fact, F." asserted the young clergy.
ban, "1 don't think people ought to con.
hund hypochondria and religion in tha
lTndfold sort Of way. She'd deal better
nd for the doctor, and leave off scoldine
pat wgetched adopted daughter Of hers.
hon't go-that's settled. What! "Meet
pcacon Daley and old Captain Hartwicl
/ Ilowersville -Four Corners at 9.3C
Icl0ck tomorrow" Now I wonder why
people can't agree about their own bound
Try lines without calling in the clergyman
lfthe parish Us umpire between them"
"pissension is such dreadful thing
EmOng our flock, Charles" +" said the moth
r.
"Sois scarlet fever, or smallpox" said
Nr. Iaryl, rather cn'tly; "but, all the
pune, don't see how can be held respon-
fbc for either one or the other. ''LenC
tlemanuscrpt Of your last sermon to old
Pliss Dadd to read" But I hayn't any
transcript to read--only half-a-dozel
Inemoanda. preached entirely extern,
pore last Sunday"
Couldn't you just write it off from
llemory:" said Mrs. Caryl, pitcously
lAepoor old lady seems 20 anxious. Sht
aId the sermon impressed her so deeply
Really, mother, | think that's Il little
unreasonable" said the pastor. Suppose
Every old lady in the parish were to require
fA''owritc ont Il twclye-page sermon fol
fiT especial benefit "Giye Miss Hits lis
lymos for next Sunday" Yes, I'll dt
Eoat-aS well now as any time. Speak tt
lN Frmc's Sarah" Mrs. Frlme's Sar
E@; Who is Mrs. Erune's Sarah? Anc
Roa| am | to speak to her about, I'd likt
PMow: demanded the young clergyman
F"5ort a mild desperation. -"
Don't YOU know?'t exclaimed Mrs
E%yl, ''It's Mrs. Prunc that lives dowr
v 'he sawlnili, in the big white house
LUW the poplar trees in front of it. Anc
>HerStcpdaughter that's come home from
ac Third situation, all on account of he
'oOonstn her hat, and her pride in he
va pretty face.
And am to speak to her, chg sait
young pastor.
Yes; you are to speak to her." said hi
Anothcr.
! shall do nothing of the sort" dcclar
"NF. CDyl, with some emphasis.
bNt You must, Charles ~ pleaded th
5a'21y. Its in the line of your rcgula
AF' Cargl hesitatcd, and wrinkled hi
"H% in sore perplexity.
ID" yo't think so?" said he.
I'm sure of it, +" declared the old lady
SOASci"ntiousne$s was one of the stron!
s@4.s Y4 of Mr., Caryl's character. He too
'4hs hat,
Alrs got to be done," said he, despel
wy, w. the sooner the better"
Dat you viii stop for your tea first
f,oai al5esE' urged 31rs. Carylaa "Ho1 corr
4saa and strawberry JAM
49, = stop Tor notling!" said Mn. Cary.
AM,,, EI llttle mother; u won take III
w Q speak to Sarah, y
s%. ,%u ne disappeared with a laugh.
psr u happened, he never before ha
j,sn., jn voied upon TO practice this particuia
efen. Man, " nus profession, pleading with tf
ao, si,oas lambs Of his flock who thougl
5s5, sleir bright eyes than they did !
i, \. .n5ihi-books, and hc turned the lna
iosp N bis mind as lie walked along 4
qoas woodland pat'l, where the yotsai
ae 4. S',st al'itiinl, c,Yanescent light N
Aeaa ia leaves sent mp a faint oaor y
s7sak n Sarah, be mntterstl II hiii