Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1896-04-22

we are at 1t.
The corn was brought to the house
and was placed on sheet spread on the
floor. Andrews declared that he could
beat Miss Madam shelling, and she
laughingly accepted the challenge. Lit
tie Dave glanced at Andrews, and, get
ting down On his knees, began work.
After a time he looked up and said,
"Have to take the wagon, reckon"
"Of course" the old man answered.
"Who's goin?"
"Why, 20"
"I want Miss Madam to 60 too"
"What's the use Of her takin all that
ja'nt?"
"Waal, then, want Mr.. Andrews to
CO."
"Gracious alivel" exclaimed Mrs.
Bradshaw, "has the boy gone daft3
Why, I reckon he'll want the whole
family to go next"
"Little Dave" said the old man,
"what is the matter with yo' lately?"
81 amt blind is the trouble, reck-
on"
"You ulster 90 to mill and not say q
word about not wantin to 60 by yo'seE
You sholy AIM afraid Of anything, are
your"
eyes"
"What are you afraid OFF,
ga thing that calls himself man."
"Pap, do believe he has gone daft,
and wouldn't like to trust the horses
with him." said the old woman.
"Nonsense, 'Lizabuth, he's jest got
one of his tantrums, and ding me if he
shan't 20 il it takes all the hide off. /
have been too kind to you, sub, to stand
any Of yo' foolishness, and want you
to get up when call you and hitch up
them horses. Do you hear?"
"Yes, sub, I hear
"Waal, are you goin to mind?"
you've been too kind to me for me
not to mind"
"All right, then; that settles it."
The cripple did not speak again that
night, but in apparent unconcern Of
what passed about him knelt on the
sheet and shelled corn until the work
was done, and then getting up he gave
Andrews a quick glance and assembled
the stairway that led, to his sleeping
place.
Andrews heard them loading the corn
long before daylight was sprinkled
through the roof; he heard the dogs
prancing in many whining caper on
the veranda; he heard the wagon roll
away, and then he dc.ed with early
morning stretcLiness and dreamed that
he saw thin lips that bespoke many
night of lonely suffering part in cold
and threatening smile. Old Bradshaw
raped on the stairway and cried that
breakfast was ready, and Andrews sat
up in bed and unused: why do I stay
here? Would any other human being
but don't I stay because am human
being?" He found the girl joyous when
he went down stairs. She struck at him
with broom, and, darting away, de-
fed him to catch her. The old man,
who stood near, laughed at her frolic-
someness, but his manner changed a
moment later when he saw the pale and
respondent face of his wife.
'Lizabuth, what's the matterp" he
asked.
"Come to breakfast" she said.
"But what's the matter2" he repeat
ed. following her as she turned toward
the table on the veranda.
"You know what the matter is bet
ter than I can tell you. Sit down and
help yo'sef, Mr.. Andrews
"Shall I read you one Of Surgeons g
sermons after breakfast?" the guest ask
ed, knowing that she was again in
doubt as to the election Of her soul.
"No, I am obleeged to you, for hard
ly think it would do me any good. I
reckon I was borned to be lost The
preacher said that thar was certain
number Of souls to be saved and GER
tain lumber to be lost, and I don't
think tbar's any use for me to try"
'Lizabuth," said the old man, "n
thar was any such thing as woman
listenin to reason, I could soon con-
vince you that you are doin yo'sef a
great wrong by givin away to these
spells. You take everything the preach
er says as law and gospel, when the
truth is, he don't know any mo- about
it than we do. He gifts his knowledge
from the Bible, and so do we; we can't
find no other book to git that knowledge
from, and nuther can he. If you believe
on the Lord Jesus Christ, and still
think that yo' soul is goin to be lost,
you must acknowledge that the whole
plan of salvation is wrong and that
Christ dad in vain. Paul told the Jail
er to believe on the Lord Jesus Christ
and be baptized, and he should be saved.
You believe on him and have been bap-
tized. Now what stronger proof do you
wantf But you still cling to the idee
that q certain number are to be saved
and a certain number to be lost. Waal,
let us say that certain number are to
be lost and that the certain number are
the ones that refuse to believe"
"Pap, ! reckon you are right, but
still feel mighty bad. "
"Of course you do, and it is mainly
because yo' time for feelin that way has
come and you don't want to disapp'int
yo'self by feelin any other way"
"Now, pap" she whined, "you jest
know that body wants to feel as we'll
as they can. But do know that people
have cause to think hard Of me. and
that makes me feel bad, for one thing
I try my best, though, and still can't
get 'em nothin fitten to eat when they
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