Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1882-01-31

myself 60 De held up qulVering as l am
dissected several times more without winc-
ing. l presume this has happened, per-
haps many times, yet as l am not really
the woman who intercepted the preacher
on the stairway, simply sit by and say to
myself as l listen, I" Bow marvellous that
any one can be moved to experience relig-
ION by the recital of lot of little stories.
But looked at the young man with the
beautiful plat OF tallow colored hair on his
forehead, and his interest was painful and
intense, so much so that as near as could
judge his grip on the little hand he held
strengthened every moment, and 1 looked
at the youthful pair hand in hand in love
and in religion till my mouth watered.
Making fun of them? assure you, no ;
was glad to see them having such q good
time, and would have piled up their hap
piness if 1 could, and made them tighter
still in bonds. But l believe it wouldn't
have been possible. The last l saw of them
he was halfway
HUGGING HER
In the vestibule, under pretense of putting
on her shawl. 1 also caught sight of my
dsughnut man listening to the stories, very
much impressed, if I judge by his mouth
and eyes, all of which were opened wide
enough to take ia good-sized pieces of his
ware. He comes round and rings the bell
once week, and asks in soft womanish
voice Would you like some homemade
doughnuts to-day ?"
Rev. Mr.. Mckenzie, with his quaint ac.
cent and Scotch manner in private, is great
for asking conundrnms and telling stories,
and the last time | had seen him he asked
me if knew why Brown called his rooster
Crusoe?" So when saw him Get up from
his seat and come forward that night,
felt like saying to him "Mr.
Mckenzie, how about Browns rooster
that crew so?' Well, he began and told
some more stories, but he told them so
well, they were so to the point and so free
from all Objectionable personality that l
owned there might be something in stories
after all. Bear in mind the evenings text
-"And the door was shut and you may
perhaps realize the effect of the following,
told with little of the Scotch burr cling.
ing to the speakers tongue and the
"plain speech making the pathos strong.
er: One of the young girls in a little vii
lage was led away into sin, perhaps by the
example of some of her companions, and
leaving her home. went away to London.
But one day while proceeding along the
street she came by church and heard the
congregation singing an old tune she knew
well. She paused a moment, and while
listening
A SUDDEN VISION CAME To HER
OF the home she had left, her father and
mother, the quiet village, and the simple
and pure life that had once been hers A
longing swept through her heart just to
creep over the threshold of home once more
and sit at her mothers feet, no matter if it
were in sin and in shame even, though she
brought her disgrace home with her
mother was there and forgiveness and love
was there. So she travelled the long dis.
tance to the little village, but feeling that
she must not be seen coming home by the
neighbors. Weary and foot sore and long
ing though she was, she hid in the fields
till dark, and then she waited and waited,
fearing that she could not make it right
with feyther till "feyther" should be
gone to bed, and she could find mother sit
ting alone. And when she came to the
house her beating heart stopped in fear, for
the lights were gone, and she remembered
that the door was shut at night. Yet at
any rate she must see. and her heart leaped
again when she found that the door was
open. Light as was her foot when she
stepped within, one ear heard it. and her
mothers voice, low and trembling with
hope, spoke from an inner room Jeanie,
is it you?" Yes, mother; and, oh |
feared to find the door shut" Spake the
mother "Ah, Jeanie, lass, the door has
nae been shut slnoe ye left.
KATE HEATH.