Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1884-09-24
ANOTHER CASE OF THE "WRONt'
SUNDAY

To our gell-seasonci cyes.
Turmsnds MIR, III v. 4. Menrp.
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ANOTHER CASE OF THE "wRONG
SUNDAY"
Do people, as they read, ever stop TO
think how often In books the plot, or
repeated, only with different actors and
different stage appurtenances, year in
and year out, from the first recorded
hi tory to tho present day. II is not
Shakespeare only who pleased his
pee ish fancy with COMEDY Of
Errors." He had many prototype, and
has had a many repetition since that day,
To err Is human; we Ike to err; and
when unable TO mistake each other are
ready TO mistake things. Readers of
Jules Verne will remember how the
impenetrable Englishman, Philsas
logg, went around the world in even
less than eighty days, but did not keep
the right account, and by the mistake
of a day very nearly lost his wager.
In somewhat the same way Deacon
Weaver lost sight OF the day of the
week, and in this case lost the wager.
too He might not have called II
wager, being opposed on principle to
any such arbitration of chance, still 1t
was one. and as such he lost il. To
begin at the beginning, however.
Deacon Viewers old red farm house
lay at the foot Of hill sunnily 'front.'
ing the south, and, secure in this shell
tered nook, put TO defiance the keen
winds. At It's let was the orchard; in
front a road that led to the village n
mile away, where the white church
steeple rose Ike beacon; and across
the road Just opposite the house, was a
large, commodlous barn. The late
astern Spring had put out few buds
by way of experiment, and, although
snow yet chung 20 the hillsides, the
fields were bare and brown
On the day when this story opens the
air was delic.ously mild, and the Dea-
cons three sons were seated on the
barn steps enjoying It. They had fin
ished dinner and we're waiting for their
father 10 go with them 10 the field.
Meanwhile they were grumbling.
Grumblng must be one of those imi-
tativc words VIII CHI, philologists tell us,
were the first approach TO language
rumblng, muttering monotone of dis
content, hardly ever rising into the de-
cisive accents o wrath; Just an oDsti-
natcly kept up accompaniment 10 the
everyday events of life. Everybody
knows that an babitual grumbler is n
very unpleasant person 10 live with;
and, had the Weaver boys been of this
class, their story, quite likely, would
not have been told. But their grum-
bling was only semi-occasiona1, and
circumstances went far to excuse it.
They were always in state of repres-
sion; no allowance was made for their
youth, for boyish fun or boyish wishes.
Their father prided himself on being
strictly Just; but this must have been q
mistake on his art; strict justice does
not go with such utter hardness; and
the Deacon was SO intiexible that he
would much sooner break than bend.
No halfway measures for him. when
say q thing, | mean IL" was his fav-
olitc expression. Where the children
were concerned, it was always. Dc
th.s.--do that! and if instant obedience
was not given, the whip fell. mot q
wordr' he would say. DO rs tell
you--that's all I want"
Mrs. Weaver was, herself, of q com.
forta jle. kindly temperament, but
could do little toward so tening hel
husbands harshness. She, too. lived
in fear of 1t, and obeyed with apxiou:
promptitude. Still, In one way or an
other, she contrived to make life tolera
bic TO tho children. She IL was who
noted the paternal weathcr-signs, ant
gave the youngsters warning; whe
baked cakes for them surreptftiously
and IN many an u3noticed way put in
10 the young lives ,mc of that inter
est and variety their father would have
crushed.
So time passed on until the boys wer,
III rtecn, fifteen and seventeen years Of
age, respectively; strong, active fel
lows, able TO do good days work, anC
required to do t, except In the winter
months, when they went to distric
school But amusements they hat
none. They never went nutting hk'
other boys; they never visited. Wher
they went to the village IL was always
on an errand. the length of their alb
sence fixed, and woe bctide them II they
exceeded il. And just now, seated OF
the barn steps, they were discussing
their latest grievance. The night be
fore there had been lecture in the vii
lage An account OF travel in the Hol,
Land, illustrated by panoramic views
This was an entertainment so innocen
and praiscworthy, so cheap, too-onl,
ten cents admission--that they reall,
hoped, for once, they might be allowed
TO go. They had asked permission ant
been refused; their mother had pleaded
their causc--in vain!
"No, no." said the Deacon, "yo,
needn't say any more. My minds made
up. won't have any skylarking on M,
premises. The Bible tells US rs mucl
about Jerusalem as decent people nee,
to know. Get Jerusalem in your heart
and thcro'll be enough Of II in you
heads. You needn't talk; you can
go!p e
That's the way il alwaysis," growlet
Bill, the youngest. as they talked thu
matter over.
"Yos," said Charley ~ never wa
anywhere in my life, except at tn,
stores or the Westinghouse dom
mind go mnch about the circus, for. o
course. fathers n deacon. and h
wouldn't think that was respectable