The herald., 1896-03-22

salvation but the day came when Archie
spoke. 1t was 1901, and Archie was seven,
and beyond his years for curiosity and logic,
when he brought the case up openly. If
judging were sinful and forbidden, how
came papa to be Judge? to have that sin
for trade? to bear the name of it for
distinction?
81 can't see it," said the little Rabbi, and
wagged his head.
| Mrs. Weir abounded in commonplace re-
plies.
"No, I cannae see it." reiterated Archie
| "And I'll tell you what, mamma, I don't
think you and mes Justified in staying
with him.
| The woman awoke to remorse; she saw
| herself disloyal to her man, her sovereign
| and bread-winner. in whom with what she
dued pride. She expatiated in reply on my
| lords honor and greatness; his useful SER
vices in this world of sorrow and wrong,
and the place in which he stood, far above
where babes and innocents could hope to
see or criticise But she had builded too
well-Archie had his answers pat: Were
not babes and innocents the type of the
kingdom of heaven? Were not honor and
greatness the badges of the world? And
at any rate, how about the mob that had
once seethed about the carriage?
"It's all very fne," he concluded. "but
in my opinion, papa has no right to be it.
/ And it seems that's not the worst yet of
If II seems he's called the Hanging
lJudge'-it seems he's crooool. I'll tell you
what it is, mamma, there's a tex borne
: upon me: it were better for that man if a
milestone were bound upon his back and
) him flung into the deepestmost PARTS OF
the sea-
!; 80, my lamb, We must never say the like
of that,' she cried. "Ye're to honor faith
er and mother, dear, that your days may
be long in the land. It's Atheists that cry
r out against him! French Atheists, Erchie
! Ye would never surely even yourself down
! to be saying the same thing as French Ath-
eists? 1t would break my heart to thinl
g that of YOU. And o. Erchie. here arena
YOU setting up to Judge? And have ye nc
e forgot Gods plain command-the FRS
l with Promise, dear? Mind you upon the
beam and the mote!'
; Having thus carried the war into the
e enemy's camp the terrified lady breathet
;. again. And no doubt it is easy thus tt
i circumyent child with catchwords but i
n may be question how far it is effectual
l An instinct in his breast detects the quibbl
:. and a voice condemns it. He will instant
: ly submit privately hold the same opinion
t For even in this simple and antique rela
e tion of the mother and the child, hypocri
) sizes are multiplied.
a When the Court rose that year and thu
h family returned to Hermiston, it was ;
d common remark in all the country tina
7 the lady was sore failed. She seemed t.
c lose and seize again her touch with life
e now sitting inert in a sort of durable be
r wilderment, anon waking to feverish an
weak activity. She dawdled about tn
I lasses at theer work, looking stupidly on
she fell to rummagng in old cabinets an
n presses, and desisted when half through
e she would begin remarks with an air
$ animation and drop them without strug
u gle. Her common appearance was or on
who had forgotten something and is tryin
n to remember: and when she oVerhauled
e one after another the worthless and touch
t ing mementoes of her youth, she nigh
: have been seeking the clue to that los
: thought. During this period. she CAV
It many gifts to the neighbour and house las
g sizes, giving them with a manner of regre
+ that embarrassed the recipients.
e The last night of all she was busy o
e some female work, and toiled upon 1t wit
r so manifest and painful a devotion that m
e lord (who was not often curious) inquire
It as to it's nature.
d She blushed to the eyes. 30, Edom, it
for you!" she said. "It's slippers. II ha
: never made ye any,"
d eye daft auld wife, returned his lord
ship. "a bonny figure I would be, palmer
n ing about in bauchles!'
Il The next day, at the hour of her walk
u Kirstie interfered. Kirstie took TINS deca
e of her mistress very hard; bore her
y grudge, quarrelled with and rallied upo
her, the anxiety of a genuine love wearin
O the disguise of temper. This day of al
e days she insisted disrespectfully. with rus
1t tic fury, that Mrs. Weir should stay a
- home. But, mo, no." she said, tits m