Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1897-03-03

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HE can please himself a heap better"
'T know Il have - said things -
brother - not so - very much - but
but I'll never-never let slip another
word ef only you'll promus-you-
won't never let-nothin turn you clean
ag inst-poor mer
"Come, come, Sis Sarah. I amt mad.
only little mite provoked" Mr.. Top.
mark said, his face clearing. "Stop cry
in, say. We are all in the same boat
an pretty fools we'd be not ter pull ter
getherl"
"That's what I've told mommer all
along, Miss Winfold said.
Her mother whined, "Girls oughter
marry-I know that-but no man livin
is good enough fer Alice"
"Well, you mustn't blame her fer
thinkin different" Mr. Topmark said,
with smirk. "Folks oughter suit
themselves about that. Oh, Alice, do
your best, my grill I'll do the same.
Mayby thar'll be two weddin's this fall
that'll make all Walnut Greek open it's
eyes an talk for the mex six months. "
About the same time Jack Talbot sat
upon the piazza at Roscoe, outwardly a
pattern Of decorous attention to what
the oldest Miss Payne was saying, but
only furious over finding Rob with
houseful of company. All the Paynes
had come home with her to spend the
night, and Cerintha, the younger daugh.
ter, was to stay through the next week.
The big meeting was sure to last so long,
and upon Monday young Brother Wal
ton, who was Cerintha's betrothed, was
coming from his own circuit to help in
the good work
He was looked upon as a vessel Of cho-
sen grace. So revival was confidently
expected. Mrs. Payne, dear soul, could
talk Of little else. In spite Of her change
Of residence she still held membership
at Bethel. The church had lost power
in the last half dozen years. In common
with all its more jealous members she
was praying for season Of spiritual re-
freshing.
"If only the Lord will be with us"
she said, swaying gently back and forth
in her rocking chair. "Ah, Brother No
Gregor, what would not give for one
hour more like that when your wife pro-
fessed Christ? She had mourned so long,
deeply and in silence. She told me after.
ward she felt she had committed the
objectionable sin in making an idol OF
her firstborn, little Esta, you know, and
that maybe that was why God took the
little one''-
eyes, and the thought almost broke
her heart" Mr.. McGregor broke in, his
face working. ''I feared she would lose
her mind over it, but God was mercifuL
At last he took away her burden"
"She was the clearest, happiest con-
vert ever saw. Her face shone like
Moses when he came down from the
mountain" Mrs. Payne said, wiping
away an ecstatio tear. "Old Bishop
Soule preached, remember-his text
was Come unto me, all ye that labor
and are heavy aden'-and as listened
! thought if he had been preaching
straight at your wife he could not have
come nearer her case. That was at morn
ing service. That night it was young
Brother Rose, the wonderful, poor fel.
low who died next year Of yellow fever.
he had gone as nurse, you know. /
sat with my heart in my ears. 1t did
seem to me God had specially set his
servants to comfort my poor dear. When
they called mourners, it was heartbreak-
ing to see her. Her head was hanging,
her face all white, but she got up and
went with the rest, and I just had to go
and knrel by her and put my arms
around her. wanted to comfort her.
but not word came l knew afterward
1t was Gods grace kept me dumb. Old
Sister Jackson prayed first. Oh. what
prayer it wasl And when we got up
from our knees my poor dear's face was
like the shining ones, but still she never
said a word. But I shouted-shouted
out loud-somethipg I never did before
or since. And then she caught my hands
and said, just like little child, oh,
Betsy, Betsy, God has taken away my
sinsl'"
81 rememberr' Mr.. McGregor said
huskily. II hope it is not irreverent;
but, Sister Payne, can but feel that
when we meet in heaven it will be just
like that night. I have not long to wait
now. My only care, my dearest hope, is
that when I meet her it will be in full
knowledge that our baby is coming after
me-"
"Rob's dear, good child. You need
not fret. She is her mother over again."
Mrs. Payne said, sympathetically pat
ting his thin hand. II did not think
she would be. She had all the McGreg-
or favor when she was little. But now
why, I'd know her for Helen g daugh-
ter among thousand. The main differ
ence is she is prettier There was no.
body in all the crowd today to think of
setting beside her. have got daughters
Of my own, and they are not ugly girls,
but they can't compare with your girl
no more than the rest"
Jack made Mrs. Payne his best bow.
The young folks had fallen silent, lis
tening to their elders. "You are the
wisest woman I know" he said. "But,
Mrs. Payne, please tell me where Rob
has hidden herself. No, don't think
ever of saying Miss Rob. You see, I've
raised her partly. She belongs to me, is
nv little-sister, haltinq perceptibly