Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1897-08-27


Of laugh.
H." cried she, strong enough?
; could do anything. Look at the frai
delicate women who have successfully
gone out to our foreign missionsI"
"Ah, but this field of labor is yer.
different" reasoned the Rev. Sept
mus.
Yes, of course" said Barbara; ''bu
it's doing good. just the same, ism
it?"
you have never done anything O.
the sort before" said Mr.. Hixon, more
and more puzzled.
mo, but there must be first begin
ming to everything" sai5 Barbara
cbeerfully.
"The compensation is not high,
said Mr. Hixon, wondering what the
old ladies of the parish would say to
seeing Barbara Lennox in his kitchen.
AS if l cared for that" said Bar
bara.
My work is light" added the clergy
man, "and of course you would have
a great deal of time to yourself"
-
pleaded Barbara.
Il am afraid you are too young"
| said Mr.. Hixon in desperation.
TOO youngw cried Barbara. what
difference does that make?"
People might say gossiping, lima
tured things" reasoned Mr.. Hixon,
looking very hard at the tops of the
ears of the cat, which had by this
time jumped into Miss Lennox's lap.
"And much as I should appreciate your
kind Offer"
''If you won't take me-" said Bar
bara, springing to her feet with a red
spot glowing on either cheek, "Ill go
to Mr.. Symington, the Baptist minis
ter"
II don't think he needs one" said
Mr.. Hixon. also rising and looking per-
turbed.
"Needs what?"
"a maid-servant," explained Mr..
Hixon in the blunt way in which your
Latin scholar sometimes blurts out his
facts.
But" cried Barbara, with very
wide-open eyes, who is talking about
a maid-servant?"
"You," said Mr.. Hixon. aren't |
your"
Indeed I'm not" said Barbara.
Didn't you allude to my advertise
ment for a servant-maid, which ap-
peared in this mornings Snagtown
Weekly Trumpet" asked Mr.. Hixon,
feeling as if the world were all turn
ing upside down, and he were losing
his hold on creation in general.
mo-" said Barbara Lennox. ct al
luded to an editorial in the same pa
per which called the attention Of the
public to the lack of workers in the
field of domestic missions"
Mr.. Hixon heaved a deep sigh. "Dear,
DEAR" said he, "how very ridiculous.
must have made myself"
what must you have thought of
me?" cross-questioned Barbara, sud
lenly perceiving the weak side of her
OWN position. And, without waiting
or his response, she dropped the as
onished cat and flew out of the study,
crossing the old orchard, where the
cherries were winking their scarlet
yes through the leaves, and at length
osing herself in the woods beyond.
81 have offended her." said Mr.. Hix-
n to himself. "How clumsy I must
lave been! 1 must go after her, at
nce!' I
He did so, overtaking her just where
rustic bridge spanned the quiet brook I
Glow the woods. '
Barbara he pleaded in piteous s
ones, Miss LennoX-I didn't mean to {
ay anything which could offend yoyr f
"Ohp cried Barbara, 81 am not Of I
ended. I am only vexed and angry c
18th myselfw b
Barbara" L
Eyes, Mr.. Hixon!' L
you are determined not to try the c
tuation?" r
Her eyelashes fell. 'T am not fl
orthy even of that, Mr.. Hixon." f.
Barbara" b
''Well, Mr.. Hixon?" y,
'If you won't be my mission Sunday h
hool teacher, will you be my wife?" "
"Mr. Hixonr' =,
eve can at least work together, Bar ~
ira, in our Masters vineyard" said b
e young clergyman solemnly. "And g
-er since 1 have been here I have -
1t that I lacked something to get g.
rec and energy to my daily ministra- =.
ms. / know now what it is-a wifel =
ear little Barbara, will you marry -
%"
Tiff you think am good enough"
id Barbara. dropping her head so
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