The people's journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1891-1903, 1895-11-21
The Wisdom of Solomon.

cousin.
"Jennio Carter, you must think I
am an idiot you ate always triumph
Ing over me with your Bible quota
tions, but Pm not such u goose as to
accept that for inspiration it doscn't
oven sound like Scripture."
Jenny laughed in her quiet fashion,
and reached for the Blolo from the
table near her.
1t is Scripture, nevertheless, and
call it exeellent philosophy, if it did
come from Solomon"
"Oh, Solomon Well, one never
quite knows whether he is talking
from the standpoint Of tho preacher or
the man who sets himself to know
madness and folly.
"Listcn," said jennie, "you shall
have the exact words: Also take no
heed unto all the words that are
spoken, lest thou hear they servant
curse thee ; for oftcntimesoaIso thine
own heart knoweth that thysclf like
wise hast cursed Others"
Let me see 1t. Woll, It certainly
Is there, but never would have be-
lievcd it,"
And, don't you sce," said Jennie.
that having c0unscllcd us sometimes
to shut our eyes and ears TO unpleasant
things lis the most comfortable way of
getting along, the wise man cnfOrccs
his argument by appealing to our own
CONSCIOUSNESS OF It's Justice. How
many things havr you SAID and th0uS bit
IN your heart thaL would condemn you
| II they were proclaimed ~
But think cf shiitlcss, sluttcrnly
Norah telling Bridget that was
crosScr than !Orty bears, and an angel
from Hcav' n couldn't suit me-
'She was only expressing her opin-
telling NE your opinion OF her.
| She Is oGlltluss ana slat!nrniY--"
And you arc in admirable nous C.
| Keeper, but II little Inclined -
| Jennie paused, and Mrs. Wallace
laughed but crlorcd unco,nGortably, as
sho said, frankly:
Yes, | know I'm not ;lmiablc:
lGel strongly, and ;" speak strongly.
| WORDS OF on seem 10 ne entirely in
adequate 10 express my Icuiinr,."
| But suppose You did net express
thnm ,"
Not when sec Nurth stirring her
| Omrtettc wltb new silver sporn.
using acninu cup To incasul., hultrr in,
ana Il tea-towci Tor Il holder? jus,
walt Till you arc mistress CT II house
my lady
Do you rem mher Aunt Kuir'>
way; an0 now many yenrs She tnanag cu
that crotch ~ >Aa'y? iirr girls us ID
TO say she had "y", in the hack of her
mead, but this was the way she used
them. sac would find occasion to do
something about the stove. and say,
Bring mo holder, Mary; won't
spoil your nice towels : or that was Il
lovely omrlettc yon made this morn
ing, Mary, but don t you think it, tasted
Of silver And when Mary fairly
started out FOR one Of her hurricane
days, Aunt Kate jn-t kept out of the
way and pretended no; 10 notice that
anything was wrong"
"That may do with servants, per-
haps, if anyone has the grace, but
when it comes to children YOU must
notice their faults
Not always: il seems to mo if |
were pretty surr my children meant
to do right | s!.nuld not be too car. ful
to inquire whether they succeeded in
eve y INSTANCE. declare t. YOU,
Nelly. have seen children IN brauLi-
III. Christian homes whom | piticd as
sincerely as do the hc;.thL ON our
streets, and VINO seem " mc to have
no better chance of growing up with
rOnS.
Mrs. Wallace murmurcd something
about old maids children, but her
cousin went on:
"Tbcy lived in perpetual terror of
trans%ressing some law, or calling
uo"n in some way IL rcbuke; they
seemed to be always dodging reprov-
ing glance or word Of criticism, Just
y,f l.nI l.
Seem to nc inevitable that thcy must
either grow up utterly callous to re-
proof and d.disapproval, or become habi-
,ually decnit(ul and hypOcritical. "
Mrs. Wallace, whose eyes were always
alert, started up, cxclaiming sharply {:
" Now there goes Arthur straight
across the lawn, and | charged him TO
keep OF the wet grass"
"Wait Il minute, Molly" begged her
cousin "don't you hear the band :?
The little fellow thinks Of nothing but
the .Iusic; he is not disobcying, only
forgetting. Suppose you dou't see him
this time"
Mrs. Wallace frowned little, but
sat down, and in Il few moments her
little boy come in with glowing checks
aud sparkling eyes. wild with delight
at the music and the gay uniforms.
II won'd have been IL hard heart that
c"n'd t.av% Resisted his cnth utit.sm,
and Mrs. Wallace oniy said With a
smile:
You're mammals own boy for music,
but don't forget about the grass ; it is
is very wet after the rain"
On, mamma,' said Arthur, looking
rcHrctfullY III his feet, - didn't think
about the GRASS, ] was in such u hurry.