Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1881-05-10

all saw Roland Selph baptlsed that alter
noon. an can bear witness to how mod
est an handsome he looked in his clean
new su t, with the light o the gospel
a-shinin' on his face. / won't speak Of
myself; but as for my two girls, who
had gone without rest an food an work.
ed their fingers sore to put bin where he
stood, only hope that all of you said
Amen to Brother Powell's prayer with
as clear conscience as theirs. An will
say for myself that just as sure as my
name is Dorothy Biscoe, | would do it all
over again. An lis business betpeen
me an my God"
She had swept US along; and we was
throwed into a confusion when she
stopped short an sudden, as if waitin'
for some one to speak. Nobody knew
just how to lead off, an it was relief
when Sister Weeden rose up an says,
"Let us pray"
Down We all knelt promiscuous, the
wool scatterin' from our laps, an Sister
Weeden, without stoppin' a minute to
think up her words.-bcgan 30 Father,
our hearts is vile an unclean as the wool
we've been pickin' out this day; quick
to catch at evil as sleeps backs 10 catch
at brambles an briers in pushin' through
,hicket; clogged with mcanness an
jealouses an suspicious, till they got no
will nor power to beat harmonious with
thy Spirit, which is love. o Lord, we'd
give up desparin, if it wasn't that i'm
mortal patience can cleanse them Of
trash tha, defiles if it wasn't that I'm.
manuels blood can wash the blackness of
blackness away; if it wasn't that we
knew forgiveness was held out free as
long as breath hold body and soul togeth-
er. Every day Satan bangles some new
temptation before US, an we fall inter
sin. Most especial today hev we failed
in charity toward our sister here, con-
demnin' her without a hearin' an never
dreamiu' that it was the Lords work to
which he gave His day. as sinless as the
&C, of Him who plucked the ears of corn
an was reproached by the lip servin'
Jews. Put it inter her heart, o Father,
to parden US without much more said
about it. All for the dear sake of Him
who died for US. Amen.
Then we said the Lords Prayer all to-
gether, an somehow a good healthy
shame laid hold of US an made US hum
bic in our own conceit for once.
We didn't exactly like to look Sister
Biscoe in the eye when we got up. We
didn't know bu, what she ID hang out till
we had made apologies all round; an
how to do it was more than we knew.
But, dear sakes Sister Wysnicker-
she's a comfortable woman-she says
quite natural, "Wont you take of your
things. Sister Biscoe, an help US with
this wool: It's powerful sight worse
| looked for it to be.
ITO be sure, said Sister Biscoe lit
tie hys,ericky, but very cheerful; "ain t
that what I'm here for:
SO, pretty soon we was workin like
bees, an chattin' by spells, as neighbors
should, about the harvestin an the hard
work, an the agency, an the Republican
rally, an the thrivin business of them
wicked saloons when politics was ayin'
all abroad, an other subjects harmonious
to the company.
Jenny she stood by her mother and
helped; but as for Miss Leila, she tossed
her head and walked off home, as unfor-
givin a young one as ever listened to
prayer with stony heart.-Lippincohs
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