The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1891-05-08

AOhitElt, TOOI
ged resolution to stick to the colors he
had SO suddenly adopted, and the elders
left, angrily threatening to "church"
him If he did not appear in his accus-
toned pew on the following Sunday.
"Dcy kin church an be hanged to
emf said MIR. Baxter, angrily, as the
door closed upon their retreating fig
ures. DOCS dey t'inlS Use goin' to Glib
up my 'ligion what Use jes' got lax
dat? No, sahl Eff Use got to suffch
fer my 'ligion, III jes' show EN- den
cayn't make me backslide."
The week went by in perfect domcs-
tic harmony; yet for some reason Mr..
Baxter did not seem to be quite easy in
his mind. Like his own herds. he
shifted the brewing storm while the
sky was yet blue.
Saturday came and Aunt Hannah OBJ
served firmly as they arose: IBIS be-
in yo' Sunday. Sam, in course yoll
KUN in wen de critters is fed an read
yo' Bible"
'In course, Hannah" replied Mr..
baxter, little sheepishly
little later in the morning the door
burst open and Mr.. Baxtcrs flock OF
woolly heads burst in with: .Maw.
dey'se goin a-nuttin' on Bramble hill
Kin wc'sc go? Whar's my hatl and
othereXclamations of Il similar charac-
ter. Aunt Hannah held up her hand
stcrnly.
"Chilluns, Use sprizcd at yo'r' she
said solemnly. "Didn' yo' hcah yo' daddy
say dat dis was de Sabbuf an yo' want
IN to go a-nuttinl 70 KUN in an larn
yo' Sunday-school lesson, now; an yo'
be quick about gettin' in, too or Won
get de WIS trolloppin' yo' cher had n
al yo' BON days!"
Ihere was no gainsaying this, and
when Mr.. Baxter came in from water
ing the CRITTERS" he found a silent and
studious family awaiting him. Dinner
time came and passed, but Aunt Han
nah did not move.
'Yo' kin fin de col lunch in dc pam
try" she said. IVES got to be berry
kccrful how we monkey wild dc Sabbuf
day to keep it holy" she remarked,
placidly.
The children went to bed with visions
of long and lonely play-day before
them on the morrow, minus the Sunday
dinner that was n landmark in their
week to them. After MIR Baxter had
eaten his cold lunch off the pantry
shelf ont of the remains of his cold din
ner. he still fingered near the FIRE.
wrapped in deep contemplation. At
last he broke the silence.
Hannah is yo' goin' to keep tcrmor-
rcr, too?' he asked, timitlly. Long
fasting had broken his resistance and
Aunt Hannah saw her advnntope
Keep Sunday, Sam Baxter2" She
asked, bclligcrently; "'Course / is. fer
yo' an me too"
Ain we goin' to hab no Sunday din.
ner?"
"'Deed we ain'i ain goin' to do no
wu'k CT I'm kecpin' Sunday fer bofe on
u.s."
There was long pause. Finally Mr..
baNter broke ont: Hannah, mcbbe
wuz wrong. Ennyway. faint right fer
thar to be feelin's in the family, an Of
yo' say so, I'm willin' to glib ND nv
1igion an go to church wild yo' termor-
rer."
Elder Simpson was in the midst of
the long prayer the next morning az
Aunt Hannah triumphantly entered
the little whitc-washed meeting house.
AS he caught sight of them over the ton
OF his gigantic handkerchief he broke
forth INTO loud Explanations.
"Eress dc Lawd fer dc br'acls sheen
wat was gone astray an am now come
back into de fol'-brcss de Lawd."
MIR. BLXtcr thought of tho plowed
and seeded ten-acre lot and of the Sum
day dinner even then stcwins in the
pot and smiled broadly to himself be-
hind his hymn book. Possibly il was n
smile of triumph that he had vanouishcd
the temptcr who had led him astray.
KATE A. BRADLEY.