The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1883-12-12
house, and seemed to be overcome with

house, and seemed to be overcome with
mirth.
Another knock at the door of the
kitchen. There stood little girl, one
OF the new neighbor's children.
PLEASE, ma'am, will you lend my
mother frying-panP She's cracked
hers, and We can't get another to-
day."
"Of course you can't, my child.
We're not heathens in this town. Yes.
you may take it; but come in and sit by
the fire. For" she said to herself, per
haps this is another chance; and there s
more hope for children"
She brought out two nice apple pulls
on pretty plate. and began:
~Do you know the commandments"
'.Yes, ma'am. some of them"
'.Wil you say one after mep Re
member the Sabbath-day to keep ii
holy"
The child ate her pies. regarding her
ques!ioner with an amazed look that
convinced Mrs. Stearns she had no.
been well taught. She proceeded to en-
large:
ssMy dear, don't blame your mother
for not sending you to Sunday-school
to-day, the snow is so deep; but you
must be careful when YOU 90 home
about playing, for that would be
wicked"
Still cycling her doubtfully, the child
departed,
The teams of wood went by at inter-
walls through the afternoon. They
talked the subject over, as, later, they
sat by the dying embers. 81 don't
know what this land is coming to, Z"
said the deacon. s'It will get to be an
other Sodom."
"Andrve made up my mind" said
Mrs. Stearns, sorrowfully. "that i
won't stay at home from meeting
again. 1t may be judgmentupon me.
do hope I've done some good though,
| to-day"
"Well. that was a funny fellow you
fed" returned the deacon. "Why, he
actually laughed in my face, and then
winked."
At six the next morning she was up
and at her washing, and he went to his
usual work.
AS the sleighing was good, and none
of the family were present at church,
the deacon's nephew thought he'd ride
down, and see II they were sick. Fast.
ening his horse, he heard the sound OF
the deacon's ax, and made his way to
the shed, but was never more surprised
In his life. "Why, Uncle Stearns! work
ing sunday"
"Tain't Sunday" said the deacon,
pausing with uplffted arm.
''Ain't Sundayl Why, I've just come
from meeting. Thought you must al
be sick"
"I tell you yesterday was Sunday,
and mother and kept IL at home"
The nephew leaned against the worl
bench for support as the truth dawne6
upon him.
The deacon threw down his Ak, ant
started for the house. Mrs. Slearns
her clothes all out, was taking up the
dinner,-
"Mother, what davis itp'
Why, It Is Monday, father Wha'
do you meanp"
"Here's Ben, and says it's Sundiyf'
"Sundayi Ben, you are crazy" Anc
she sank down on the sofa
Ben had q hard time proving tn,
truth of his statement; but when b,
finally succeeded she drew on her hooC
and mittens. "Clothes shan't dry OF
Sunday, anyway"
Mother, I'd let 'em alone. It will b,
Just as bad II you take 'em down"
"Mr. Stearns, never could enjoy
wearing them again, neverl" And sh,
brought them back into the tubs.
To think that Mr.. Fosters mel
should have gone by this morning, ans
seen me putting them out. Well, It will
be a lesson to me never to judge any
body again"
at guess 1t viii be overlooked wife, ,
said the deacon, seeing how seriously
she was taking it. ''f'l harness up
and wen 60 TO meeting this after
noon." They went with their usua
supper, in order to avoid any NOR
!, work, and concluded that the mistake
was owing to the storm without ant
the stiffness within.
As for Ben, he laughed all the way
home, and he laughed for years after
| and so did the girls, when they though
of it.-HdrTietie Red, IN Christian Reg
lister.