The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1888-07-07

Jou hioN' Soulelll get llllll HIS
dinner?"
Evidently not" But as Mr..
Howard was approaching, he could
not continue his remarks. Mrs. Ho-
ward brought tea cup, and offered
her guest water, and he praised it.
Yes, Brother Meigs," said Mr..
Howard, "that water is the best in
the county. If it hadn't been so good,
| should have dug we at the door I"
SO good Brother Meigs saw that
there was one ling that reused the
enthusiasm of this strange man.
That spring water is admired and
loved. He wondered if there was
in his heart no we'll spring of ten er-
ness. But time was passing, and he
must finish his call and go his way.
SO he asked permission to have a
word OF prayer, and he prayed most
tervently that the spirit of love might
descend upon this brother and sister,
and make them one as Christ and
the church are o e, and that in th, II
hearts living waters might spring up
that they should thirst no more.
Then he babe farewell, and exhorted
them to seek to live loving Christia.
lives in the bonds of unity.
Good Elder Meigs mounted his
horse and rode on to the next settle
ment. The first farmhouse that he
reached was new and rude, but there
were evidences OF thrift and even
taste. He saw that the morning
glorles were trained from the ground
to the caves of the porch, and were
already beginning to run to cords.
There was bed for flowers on each
side OF the path running up from the
gate to the house, and a few peren
malls were still in bloom, and an
nuals were springing up.
"Ah," said the Elder, as he ap-
preached the house, II see that
Brother Goodman didn't marry a
stranger. These lilies and roses look
wonderfully home like" He had
never thought of flowers in the light
of witnessness before, but now they
came to him with a new revelation.
This man loves his wife and she
loves him, or there would never have
been a lane of flowers from the gate
to his house. They are not strangers
but are as one flesh"
With heart relieved of an unac-
countable burthen, he walked briskly
up to the door and knocked. A
CHEEKY little woman met him at the
door. with a smiling baby in her
arms, and gave him a cheerful well
come.
"And how is the good brother,
Sister Goodman ?"
81 am looking for him every min
ute, Brother Meigs. He had to go
to the county-seat yesterday, and
could not get back till noon today.
1t seems long time since yesterday,
he is SO seldom away from home; we
Miss him, don't we baby ?"
Yes, that is right said Brother
Meigs. II am glad you miss him,
and shouldn't wonder but he miss es
you."
While he spoke, a step was heard
on the gallery outside, and the young
wife with the baby rushed out, and
both were cIasped in strong, loving
arms, and kisses were rained on wife
and baby.
A minute after, and while the FL
der was wiping little moisture from
his eyes, the happy hostess came and
began to apologize for having gone
out so abruptly, but the good man
said very earnestly, "Never apologize
for leaving any body else to greet
your husband. | was so glad to see
that you hadn't married a stranger
that | was ready to weep a little
weep"
Then as the husband came in with
the baby in his arms, and sat down
while the wife finished the prepara-
tons for dinner, the Elder told them
the story of the poor woman who
had married a stranger.
"Y,s," sad Goodman, 81 once
heard the story OF the strange pair
Somebody bent on Matchmaking,
recommended Mr.. Howard to the
young widow Miller, and relying on
the good Judgment of her friend, she
admitted his address and they were
soon married. H had been a good
worker for others, but when he be-
gan for himself he was lost, as you
might say, and he was fearfully jeal
Gus of the late Mr.. Miller, a man who
had been very fond of his pretty wife,
and had tried to CRAFTY her taste in
many little ways. But Howard was
different, and | have heard tina. he
never wanted tree or flower about
his house, and never was willing that
she should say word about his
business, and so they have lived the
barest, poorest lives imaginable. |
have even heard that sometimes they
lack the commoneSt comforts of life. "
"Isn't that terrible ?" asked the
young wife.
81 often wonder ii men realize
what it means to leave father and
mother, and the comforts of home,
and go away with them, perhaps to
strange land. | don't mean SUI h
a man as you, Charley" she added
as she saw look Of pain pass over
his face. "You and | were old frien dis
as well as lovers. That makes all
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