The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1891-05-09
TIMELY REPENTANCE.

from sadness into gravity.
"You do not mean that II Is minep
demanded Miss Vernon Leigh with Q
heightened color and o haughtiness In
her mien.
She was assured that she must be
looking very pretty. But he-the
beauty lover!-seemed TO have suddenly
no eyes. From feigned the indignation
became real. The young lady, with O
sort Of outraged grandeur OF gesture,
drew the colonel's letter from her
pocket
Perhaps you had better take your
letter again" Her head was high, and
in her tones was sarcasm.
NO" His own tones were impassive
now. II have no use for the letter.
/ thought ! should receive 1t from your
hands under other conditions. But we
are all prone to illusions. -
And now he was gone. Vernon
Leigh would not mind. No, indeed
she began to walk rapidly. Had he
not accused her. indirectly, OF flirtingP
These old bachelors, these men OF
thirty-six or more, how intolerable
they become! Flirt with himp SheF
There were plenty Of others. He need
not have thought himself especially
singled out! Had he fancied she would
throw herself at his head, be only toe
glad, too eager? II q man wanted q
woman very much he could sue more
than once; not expect that he would be
caught up ut the very first intimation!
All! He was so very proud, was heP
Well, Vernon Leigh surely could show
q little pride also!
"Bredren, God love you and Brudder
Smith love glory, but God do hate de
way you goes on and Brudder Smith
hate 1t. Hyar l been a-wordin fur q
quarter Of an hour an I amt made no
way ut ALI" Thus spoke Brother
Smith, the revivalist, at Hominy Grove
Church two nights after, interrupting
himself in tho sermon that, by mount
ing degrees, was to reach point OF
intensity 80 vibrant that every sinner
present was to be brought to irresistible
conviction Of original iniquity and need
of grace.
Naturally the prolonged tramping in
and out OF the congregation, the in
veterate preponderance OF late corners
and OF early Corners, who were served
with sundry marital pretexts for going
out, that they might again re-enter,
were stumbling blocks in the ascend
ant progress of Brother Smith. Rap.
ping his fat, oily knuckles upon the
cover of the good book and glaring
with ominous significance and majesty
from the platform to the swarming
door below
"He divided de righteous from de
ungodly," read or paraphrased Brother
Smith. 'like dem what has been postin'
up and down disher house tonight
Bredren Brudder Smith, goin' to be
angry with you right SOON"
This was a trying moment for Eunice
to be making her way precisely across
the aisle, and under the awful shadow
OF the platform itself. Half the glory
OF the moment seemed snatched away.
Those new shoes, those loose wristed
Suede gloves, that pale blue feather
on the yellow hat, the white veil wound
about her youthful visage and-crown-
ing beatitude-that India silk gown
with the vines Of tiny rosebuds on q
pale green ground to have swaved up
the aisle to the very furthcrmost and
topmost bench, in tho sight of the full
congregation, with all these beauties
OF apparel, that would have been an
instant to live for. Now, family
abashed, Eunice squeezed into tight
place on near bench. while the three
starched skirts under the India silk
gown creaked and rustled In protest.
'.Dey was pulled out wild pride and
hypocrisy, paraphrased Brother Smith
anow, darting glance in the direction
OF the offending starch. "An'-wid
de richesness OF de iristocracy."
Again he looked up from the book
and stamped his feet upon the plat
form and beat his cushiony hands
together.
"Yes-ye-es murmured Elder
johnson, beginning to rock to and fro
IN his seat.
Eunice felt 'rill as OF cool water
trickle down her spine. Brother Smith
had been looking straight at her
again.
''Dey was pulled out wild de riches
ness Of de iristocracy," aptly repeated
the revivalist. feeling that che was
making way ut last and that the OK
element was beginning to mount
"Ye-es. OATS 3d."
Dress de Lord!" from a sister in the
back Of the hall who was beating time
with her feet on the floor. One or two,
then six or eight then twenty and
forty, took up the rhythmic stamping,
and Elder johnson accompanied II
with beating OF the palms on the
knees In unison.
'But God is too smart for a sinner
mani" suddenly whispered Brother
Smith.
Brother johnson was seized with
oonvulsive laughter and Sister Chloe
threw out q sharp shrek.
"Ye-es! Ye-es!" ran down the room
and one elder slapped his thigh in
hysterical enjoyment.
GLORY to do lamb"
They were fairly started now.
Brother Smith had prayed at the be-
ginning of the sprotracted meetin'