Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1894-08-18

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k s s.. Sir ~his9
ny the name of Pastors study 1t
was the one Bible classroom, a make
shift for a study. made necessary by the
fact of the pastors family having out
crown the limits of the parsonage,
leaving nc spare room within its walls.
II don't believe that fellows fixed
the chimneys-for all his fine prom
ises.'
A frown settled over the good mans
face as the smoke persistently de-
cline / to find its way anywhere except,
as it seemed to him, into his eyes and
lungs. He waited for a few moments
in hopes that it might change its mind
and direction.
Smokes worse than ever
With an impatient movement MIR.
Wykoff put on his hat and strobe
across the road to a small frame build
ing with a sign indicating a brave in
tent;on of acting as tin shop and
stove stove to the whole community,
although an outsider might we'll won
der whether there were 70 inside
for one good sized cook stove.
MIR. Barnes here?' asked the minis
ter, sharply.
A boy who looked as lazy as Mr.. Wy
koff knew his employer to be slowly
| shook his shock of frowzled hair MS he
drawled;
no. he amt here. He's gone a hunt
in"
"When will he be back?"
al d. know. Not till to-morrer, |
guess
Fifteen minutes later Mr.. Wykotf ap-
peared at the parsonage door with n
| heavy armful OF books.
II shall have to study here, Mary"
mo fire."
Eyes, fire, but smoke, too. That
| lazy rascal, Barnes, as usual, is taking
his time about seeing to the chimney
TOO bad. But come here-into the
parlor-and I'll keep things just as
quiet for you as | can"
Mr.. Wykoff knew this, yet with this
knowledge went along another bit,
based on past experiences OF a like
nature, that it was an impossibility
for Mrs. Wykoff to refrain from vari-
Gus small Interruptions purely on her
own hook. She had a lively, chatty
way with her, not yet being as sub
dued by the ~hardships incident to the
life of a prairie home m~issionary's
wife as might have been expected.
Here you are, Johnny and Sam
are Just off to school. How nice to
have you at home all the morning. No,
baby mustn't bother papa-bless the
darling. She thinks there must be
some kind of a frolic up wlen you're
at home and sitting down in the day
time, when it isn't meal time"
Papa, take began the blue-eyed
treasure. holding out ~coaxing arms.
"No, indeed. Papall take you when
he's done. Yes-it must be cold enough
up at that breezy church, and on the
north side, too. But the sun m in
here SO warm that | don't believe you'll
need a fire."
Not at all, Mary. All I want is
quiet
Plenty of that to be had for moth
ing, or we shouldn't have it in plenty
with a laugh. II have Molly Greco,
here to-day to help me with the house
cleaning. Now, Kitty, seeing that
papa doesn't appreciate u society, we
will be off,"
Mr.. Wykoff was preparing his talk
for the evenings prayer meeting. lie
never sighted his prayer meeting prep
arations. They were poorly attended
but he always felt that those who
showed their determination to stand
by their minister by coming out were
entitled to the best he could give
them. He could not talk well on hi
feet. He depended on writing, and OF
quiet while he was writing.
II just want to ask" said Mrs. Wy
koff, returning with an apologize
face and voice, "if you saw Barnes
about the kitchen stove2"
mo, I didn't see him. He's away,
said Mr.. Wykoff, in a tone, the irrita
ton of which was all for Mr.. Barnes
but sounded as If for Mrs. Wykoff
who moved away with a look Of mile
r%eproach, murmuring something abou
some distress based on the kitchen
, stove.
1t is no matter of wonder that Mr.
Wpln@ 0s1an<J a Onaftt1 ,rLsa.
for his evening talk. His mind dwell
: on the small burdens which affect hu
: mainly, in their accumulations making
up a weight which drags him dow
and down. The accountability of mai
, to his brother man was not forgotten
Mrs. Wykof could never be long de
pressed by anything which might b
. said by her husband.
Tim sorry to disturb you," she said
appearing again, "but Molly's Jus
!. beating the carpet, and-would 70
just step down and tell that boy @
Z Barnes that if Barnes is away h
must come up himself and see abou
. this pipe"
The minister laid down his pen. pu
one book to keep another open, an
other book to hold his sheets agains
the wind, which was inclining NOR
! and more to take liberties with then
} and went.
Papa, take. Papa"
1t Wal q pitiful little cry which gree,
ed his return.
Kitty, keep still. Now, papa, don
you mind her at all. It's just that sh
wants soma one to fuss over her, an
: Molly and I are both too busy"
= The sweet blue eyes were more b
Y. seeking than before, but II was Nc
- the clamorous pleading heard frol
\ babies who Aye used 10 being We