The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1884-04-25
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81 bY hosE TERRY COOKE
I don't know abont it said ashrewd
laced man, leaning oyer the counter ola
ocuntrysstose and addressing : person
who was acknowledgements though
his worn clothes and shabby hat showed
that he was 81 the class denominated
poor ministers"
You zee, Mister Knight, he is n Of
them happy creturs who know they're all
right always; I've tound it isn't any 8
SO deal with such folks against their
grain. He'sno thought but what it's
lust as right for himto smoke up half
bis months wages. and let his children
want for food and his wife want clothes
Atss ~ TO meetin' q It's for you to
spfeach.s
Perhaps you are right, Deacon Peck, "
I'D Mr.. Knight sadly.
There are some people the Lord only
can awaken to q senseof need and duty.
II they could see themselves as He sees
them they would be startled enough"
It would do most as we'll, / guess, if
they could see themselves as ithers see
EN- as that Scotch Teller said" replied
the deacon.
Really, Mr.. Peck that is nonsense"
aid q grimdry voice behind the minis
Ter; = voice proceeding from the lips Of
Artemus Hough, an elderly man, with
the long, hard face. half shut supercai-
iious eyes, stiff, high nose, narrow head
and harsh mouth drawn down at the
with sanctimonious contempt,
which We see ID pictures Of old Crom-
wells counseTors and fuglemen. The
idea that . person Of average mind and
edncation and o protesting Christian
does not understand himself better than
outsiders can is truly absurd" and Mr..
Hough's gray whiskers seemed I o bristle
with Indignation, and his white hair
stand up more like q shoe brush than
ever, as he pefked up his long chin and
strobe ont Of the door.
11'm half of his mind, too" said jos
Facker. the vlllagelawyer, . stout, good
hooking young man of twenty-eight,
whose handsome face and broad Shout
ders, twinkling blue and gray eyes and
full lips betrayedFa man who loved his
ease and his pleasure, and enjoyed
nightly the good things OF this life; a
man who would have:a hard fight with
the world, the flesh and the devil, If he
felt like fighting them, And there were
times when he did, for he was q member
OF Mr.. Knights church, and taught q
Bible class OF young men, and was
earnest in good works-spasmodically.
Every little while he had an attack Of
courage, resolve, and strong intent to
live up to the Bible, and he would run
we'll TIL something came in his way,
which he was too ensy and lazyto fight,
and then he "let it Slide" to nse his
fav0rite phrase. He considered him
selfEa pretty gcodfellow, not censorious
orhard pm other people, q fairly good
Ohristian example, an acnte lawyer, a
frst-rate Snnday-Schooi teacher, and
= general gain Of some Importance to
Stamford.
~ don't always agree with Mr..
Hough," he said, rising from the arm
chair whore he was smoking q pipe, and
stretching his muscular arms out as if
70 try their easy strength, but it does
not ssem reasonable that q man should
understand himself better than people
who only zee. the oister demonstrations
his personality
And yet our Lord said. by their
works shall re know them, !" said Mr..
knight, gently.
Arten1ns Hough walked home across
the street, swelling his inward self-im-
portance il his thoughts had been spok-
en- out they would have run in this
swieee: ASH anyone in Stamfordc could
diaapproye Of me, except the sinful and
CYL. A man rs orthodox Is I am, O.
strict isfe and conversation, . church
goer, o p~rotester against lax modern
thought and practice, q yirtuous. up
right, deyoHt person, family prayers
AWays and q blessing every meal, a
leader in experimenting and con
sOentions Sabbath school teacher. I
should like to know what any person Of
brains could see in me that / don't see
myselfin
Suddenly in that, lightning .Asan way
peculiar TO Scripture texts, The words
glittered across his mind, t"These things
ought ye TO have done and not to leave
the others undone.n g Odd" he thought,
awhy should that text come into my
head?s but there the thought ended;
his armor Of self-complacency was proof
even against this divine arrow, and all
undisturbed he opened the door OF his
house and found his wife, a fair, pale,
sad-faced woman, just making the tea.
She turned her frightened blue eyes
ct him as he entered.
TEAS just ready!" she said, in an APP
~prehensiye tone, casting afurtive glance
at the table.
He also looked that way, and his face
hardened.
Baked apples, and cake, tool Eliza,
replaces that loaf in the locker. I can
not have such extravaganza. We shall
come to poverty if you are 80 reckless.
Mrs. Goodenough sent it in, Mr..
Hough,s timidly answered his wife,
land she said it ought to be eat right
away it's feather cake, and amt good
after aday.
We'll, well! that alters the matter
some. but set away the backed apples.
Cake and bread and butter is plenty,
plenty think of the starving heathen."
What good her baked apples did or
would or could do to the Vanished mill
ions Of India had never been quite clear
10 Mrs. Hcugh, but she was too well
subdued to ask questions. Artemus
Hough believed in his headahip in the
family, as Nero believed in his head
ship 81 Tho empire, only Artemus never
relaxed his 20 far as to fiddle under any
circumstances. The frugal supper over,
Nh. 81. worked in the garden as long as
ke could see, came in and held family
prayers in tho twilight, repeating q
psalm instead Of reading. and went