The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1899-12-26

this narrative.
Firstly, let us never commit suicide.
That man is fool, my friends. that
man is insane, my friends, who would
leave this earth, my friends. Here are
joys innumerable, such as it hath not
entered into the heart of man to I'M
derstand, my friends. Here are clothes, |
my friends; here are BEDS my friends;
here is delicious food. my friends. Our
precious bodies were given us to love,
to cherish. Oh, let us do so! oh, let
us never hurt them, but care for and
love them, my friends"
Every one was impressed. and Bona
parte proceeded:
Thirdly, let us not love too much.
If that young man had not loved that
young woman. he would not have
jumped into Mount Etna. The good
men of old never did so. Was Jere-
miah ever in love, or Ezekiel, or Hosea,
or even any of the minor prophets? No.
Then why should we be? Thousands
are rolling in that lake at this mo-
ment who would say, Tt was love that
brought US here Oh, let us think al
ways of our own souls first.
ga charge to keep have,
God to glorify,
never dying soul to save
And fit it for the sky.
ooh, beloved friends, remember the
little boy and the 'meiboss:' remember
the young girl and the young man; re-
member the lake, the fire and the
birthstone; remember the suicides
skeleton on the pitchy pillows of Mount
Etna: remember the voice Of warning
that has this day sounded in your ears.
And what say to you l say to all
watch. May the Lord add his bless
ing"
Here the Bible closed with a ire
mendous thud. Tant' Sannie loosened
the white handkerchief about her neck
and wiped her eyes, and the colored
girl, seeing her do so, SMILED. They did
not understand the discourse, which
made it the more affecting. There
hung over it that inscrutable charm
which hovers forever for the human
intellect over the incomprehensible
and shadowy. When the last hymn
was sung, the German conducted the
oficiator to Tant' Sannie. who gra-
ciously extended her hand and offered
coffee and seat on the sofa. Leav-
ing him there. the German hurried
away to see how the little plum pud-
ding he had left at home was advanc-
ing, and Tant' Sa'nnie remarked that
it was hot day. Bonaparte gathered
her meaning as she famed herself
low in acquiescence. A long silence
followed. Tant Sannie spoke again
Bonaparte gave her nc ear His eye
was fixed on small miniature on the
opposite wall. which represented Tant'
Sannie as she had appeared on the
day before her confirmation, Is years
before, attired in green muslin. Sud
up to the picture and took his stand
before it. Long and wistfully he gazed
| into it's features. 1t was easy to see
| that he was deeply moved. With a
| sudden movement as though no longer
able to restrain himself, he seized the
| picture, loosened it from it's nail and
held it close to his eyes. At length,
a voice of deep emotion:
you will, | trust, dear madame, eX.
cuse this exhibition Of my feelings, but
| this-this little picture recalls to me
my first and best beloved, my dear de.
parted wife, who is now saint in
heaven"
Tant' Sannie could not understand
but the Hottentot maid, who had taken
her seat on the floor beside her mis-
tress, translated the English into
Dutch as far as she was able.
"Ah, my first, my beloved!' he add
ed, looking tenderly down at the pic
ture. ooh, the beloved, the beautiful
lineaments! My angel wife! This is
surely a sister Of yours, madame?" he
added, fixing his eyes on Tant' Sannie
The Dutchwoman blushed, shool
her head aud pointed to herself.
Carefully, intently, Bonaparte looked
from the picture in his hand to Tant
Sannie's features and from the fea
lures back to the picture. Then slowl,
light broke over his countenance
He looked up. 1t became smile. 81
looked back at the miniature. Hi
whole countenance was effulgent.
"Ah, yes: l see it now" he cried
turning his delighted gaze on to tn
Boer woman, "eyes, mouth, nose, chin
the very expression!" he cried. "Hoy
is it possible did not notice it be
fore?"
.Take another cup of Coffee" sal,
Tant' Sannie. PUT some sugar in"
Bonaparte hung the picture tenderl
up and was turning to take the GU
from her hand when the German up
peared to say that the pudding wa
ready and the meat on the table.
''He's a God fearing man and on
who knows how to behave himself,
| said tho Roer woman as ha went ou