Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1882-12-20

arose and strolled down the avenue after the
pair Just discussed
That intellectual diamond was polished
no more. DIR. Glorious sat and meditated
until his wife herself aroused him from his
reverie.
"Theodora," said he that evening, "what
are your engagements for tomorrow ?"
"Nothing much, Harrison" she replied
"a ramble to the village, eight or ten of US
a sort of picnic, l believe. Why did you
ask Z"
"Would you-cannot you arrange it 80
as to go with me to High Rock tomorrow
Buff you would rather go to the village, we
will go there instead
1t was the place where she had promised
to wed the now grave, but then young and
ardent, minister. OF course there was but
one answer to that question. The picnic
engineered by Mr.. Nimbletongue next day
missed Mrs. Glorious very sadly.
What day the minister's wife had !
They revived old "reminiscences, looked at
the lovely prospect. lunched on ambrosis
and nectar, and neither pencil nor notebook
dared to appear. The Doctor wondered
why he had uot talked more to Theodore !;
and she-well, wives know how she felt.
Somehow, after that he was with her every
day. One day he actually read to her the
famous address.
"How will it do ?" he asked.
She praised it little obviously.
What is it, Theo 2" he asked, anxiously.
at is eloquent" she stammered, and
then said, " could not you put little more
Christ in it, just few texts that come so
comfortably to one in trouble But I've
no business to criticise a production like
that but you asked me, Harry and the
name and soft touch on his arm tdisarmed
his somewhat wrathful spirit. He altered
and vitalized the whole sermon.
The address of DIR. Glorious took wonder
fully, but he was only conscious of a pair of
approving blue eyes that watched every
word. At last he forgot even them, and
himself also, in the delivery of Gods mes
sage.
The doctor asked his wife, on the morn
ing of their return, if she would iot down,
from time to time, any special text that
helped her on in life and how it did 30,
and somewhat wonderingly she promised to
do as he asked. The parsonage the chill
dren, and Sister Wigs all gave them raptu.
rous greeting, and the next day the minis
ter's wife entered on the old life but with a
thread woven through it. Her husband is
never so exclusively absorbed in his studies
as to neglect home life. His people find
a new humanity speaking to them in his
sermons, an underlying current of Gods
love that day by day makes its power felt.
Let one of the many comments on the
preaching be recorded;
"What sermon we had to-day, Saman.
tha," said farmer Smith, as they sat at
home one Sabbath evening. HIS i'm.
proved wonderfully. Not quite so fowery
as he used to be, but good sound gospel SER
mons that you can plant your foot on and
it stays"
eyes" responded his buxom wife, "things
can think over about my work, over my
washing, and they help me wonderfully.
He does improve, Samuel, that's So"
"Well," broke out sharp-eyed, somewhat
doubling Miranda, their only child " he
breaches Just as his wife lives. I've been
there sewing a week, you know, and she
don't talk to me nor pray at me, but she
Just lives before me all the time. She's got
the genuine article" and her voice faltered
as she added, 81 wish | had it too, and if /
do get it, twill all be owing to herr" and
she left the room.
Miranda had been the theme of many
anxious prayers, and do you wonder that
her parents felt the minister's wife to
be little the best woman that ever lived 7
DR.. Harrison Glorious never knew why Far.
mer Smith doubled his subscription for the
support of the gospel that year; and he
wonders why all his people love him so
much, and listen with such earnestness to
his sermons. But his people all know the
reason. They are sermons with plenty Of
Christ in them now, and more and more is
the Doctor learning to value the wise coun.
sci and loving help of that intellectual
woman and earnest Christian, the minister's
wife.-Zion's Herald.