The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1898-03-04

In the summer of 1878, at the time
this story begins, Page lived in the
town of S. He was genuine yam
kee, over six feet tall, broad shoulder
ed, raw boned and possessed of yam
kee shrewdness and wit in a marked
degree. Page was generous hearted
and ready to help anyone in trouble,
but he was drunkard and an atheist.
He did not believe in heaven or hell,
and thought people who did were
very foolish. He was very profane
and when he had imbibed to much
liquor be was, as he often said, ga
holy terror to the people where be
lived" His home was a drunkard's
home with its bare walls, broken
chairs and old hats stuck in broken
windows. Often he had nothing but
mush and milk for himself and family
to eat and he did not have a good
suit of clothes to wear. Page work
ed and earned good wages, but the
larger part Of his money was spent
for that which destroys body and
soul.
In the following autumn the pastor
of the Baptist church started revival
meetings, which were quite we'll at
tended and considerable interest was
manifested. AS the meetings pro-
crossed several were converted,
among them Pages wife and Oldest
daughter. This maddened Page,
and he cursed the ministers and all
the Christians in the place, and for
babe his wife and children going to
the meetings. A few days after he
was drawing load of single waste,
from the mill where he worked to his
home, and turning the corner by the
Miller house, something happened to
his load that made him swear terribly
Just then a good old Christian woman
came to the door and said, "Page, l
wish you wouldn't swear, ! don't like
to hear it," swell, aunt Resell, if
you don't want to hear it III stop"
"Page," she said solemnly, 81 think
you will be converted before long"
"Huh, perhaps l will, but not till
hell freezes up" swell, l think you
will" she reiterated. "What makes
you think so p "Because the people
are praying for you" With this
answer she turned and entered the
house and he drove home These
words, 1.-The people are praying fol
vou," were sent home to him by the
holy Spirit, and troubled him sever
al weeks before he would yield The
two last days before he gave up the
struggle he could not work or sleep,
but he paced the floor like Gagged
| tiger and smote his fists together and
| cursed God and all his followers.
| That afternoon when his wife and
children were away Page went INTO
his barn and upon the high beams
where he thought no one would hear
him and kneeling there he lifted up
his voice to his Maker. . God, he
cried that is if there is Cody won't
you reveal yourself to me Won't
you help me to believe, Lord. Be.
| fore he came down from the barn loft
he found there was a God and the
| JOY and peace of the blood washed
we're his. Instead of cursing there
was Ia glad song of praise in his
mouth, even praise unto God. That
evening he went to the meeting and
told the astonished people that God
had forgiven his sins and he wanted
them to forgive all the mean and
hateful things he had said about
them. During the week he went
among his neighbors and lighted all
his wrongs with them. Soon after
his conversion, Page felt called to
preach the Gospel and for twenty.
two years he has been telling the
blessed story of Jesus and his love.
Though very llliterate man, yet
hundreds of souls have been won to
Christ through his efforts. He is
glad to be counted worthy to labor in
the Masters vineyard, and goes
wherever he can do good and win