The Newtown bee., 1892-09-02

"An' I'll jest tell you, there's a-goin' to be new fence right square where that un stands an I'd like to see you lift finger to stop it, you old skinfint, you. I'll-'' This time Uncle Danl drew back his fist.
 "Don't you haul back at me, you ole Just then little Nancy Bibbs came run ming down the road bareheaded to tell her gran'pa there was peddler wanted to see him at the house.
 Before night, nearly everybody in Tamarack had heard both sides of the story. Dea Bibbs, as soon as the ped- dler left, went down to the store and told MT Sperry his side of it and fully sub stantiated the charge concerning the well rope. A little later, Uncle Danl told his side of it to four or five men at the blacksmith shop and they all agreed that the deacon did hang his eowshed door to swing in. So pretty soon the story of the quarrel was in everybody's mouth.
 Elder Gibson was away that day and did not come home till late at night. The next morning, on his way to church, he met Tim Bolton, who told him all about it.
 My, n.y." said the good old preacher, 'this will never do. These dear old boys mustn't be permitted to pass Sunday with anger in their hearts,"
 When the bell had ceased ringing Ed CT Gibson slowly arose in the pulpit and, wiping his spectacles, feebly announc- ed:
 ''Let us all unite in singing the 7l2th hymn, emitting the second and fifth verses"
 Then, adjusting his glasses, he read: 'Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. We share our mutual woes; Our mutual burdens bear;
 And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain; But we shall still be joind d in heart And hope to meet again.
 From sorrow, toll and pain, And sin we shall be free, And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity" | While the blessed old preacher was reading these stanzas, the folks in the pews cast sidelong glances first at Uncle Dan'l and then at Dea Bibbs, who sat one at one end and the other at the other end of the pew they had occupied together for 40 odd years. Then rybody stood up and sung as loud as he could-they all sung but Uncle Danl and Dea Bibbs who stood looking at the floor and feel ing ashamed to have all the folks singing just to save their two souls. That was the way it seemed to them.
 When the singing was over, Elder Glib. son held out his white, wrinkled hands closed his eyes and beseechingly prayed to the great and good Father in heaven to send His sweet grace and lead all His children into the ways of blessed love and brotherly affection. And es. pecially ,oh Father" he said, "show Thy great mercy to such as may in the heat of passion swerve from the path of good fellowship; and lead them, O Lord, to repentance of their folly and to for. 1 giveness of heart."
 Uncle Danl and Dea Bibbs sat with their heads bowed upon the back of the pew in front of them and, as the prayer went on warning and warning and com ing nearer and nearer to them they look. ed at each other under their arms and sidled along toward the middle of the pew. Then Uncle Danil took out his big red-and-yellow Sunday handkerchief and Dea Bibbs drew the back of his rough old hand across his eyes. Wher Elder Gibson's mild voice softly saiC "Amen! !" and Dea Hodson's big voice loudly echoed back ''-Amen!" the folks all raised their heads and saw Uncle Danil and Dea Bibbs each with an arm around the other, both with their heads still bowed closely side by side. And when they rose, their eyes were red and wet. "Amen! amen!" said Dea Hodson. ''God be praised!''
 "Yes, God be praised!" said Elder Gibson, softly and low and sweetly murmured "Amen!" '" went through the congregation.
 After the service, the two old friends went hand in hand toward the pulpit. Elder Gibson met them and earnestly said: "God bless you both."
 'sHe has blessed us, ain't He, Tom ?' said Uncle Danil.
 "Yes, Danil; am bless Him for it.' 'An' so do I, Tom." The two old men broke down and wept again, smil- ing through their tears. Outside the church, they walked with their arms about each other toward home.
 "We was pair of old fools, wan we, Tom,' said Uncle Danil, finally.
 Yes we was, am we'll never do the like agin."
 s'Neyer, never" -
 Plagued if we didn't come nigh fight in agin just as we did when we was lit tie barefoot boys" Uncle Danil said, after pause.
 ''An' there wouldn't a-been no Aunt Tildy to null me off'n you this time. !.