The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-10-16

wonderful years Of the last century,
when two continents were ringing with
the news of Wolfe's great victory. It
was not alone for England and for the
honor of that statesman whose superior
the world has never seen that that bat
tile was won. We marched in the pro-
cession. The "great empire on the fro
zen shore of Ontario was wrested from
q foreign foe for us. 1t was our grand
fathers and their mates who with tin
horns and rags as remnants flying play
ed Marching to Quebec, - and at night
they were lulled to sleep by songs of
Wolfe and his most enviable death.
"The boys with the strip have come, ;"
said Roxy Ann, land the Aldermans are
with them"
81 hope they have brought home a
good complement.
In his extreme age the old gentle
man 8 taste craved sweets. West India
molasses might do to sweeten cider, but
maple wax, ah!
"You may be sure they We looked out
for themselves, grandfather. Roxy
Ann had had supreme faith in her
brothers until their visit to Springfield
together to see the caravan. But that,
Of course, is another story.
The little clearing in the spring by
the maple trees was not always devoted
solely to the boiling of sap. A kettle is
hung on two poles; high board screen
keeps the wind from the fire. The boys
conclude that boiling sap will boil eggs.
A dozen or two are collected; loaf Of
bread, pepper and salt, mince pie or
two, doughnuts and cheese add variety
to the feast. The Aldermans and Fords
are often in evidence. When the sap is
reduced to strip, the remains are often
brought to the kitchen to be finished off
On this afternoon, having put the
strip over the fire, the boys, re-enforced
by two Aldermans, sat down by the
kitchen stove to conclude game of
"Old Sledge and to watch the strip
lest it should boil over.
Roxy Ann, leaning over her brother 8
shoulder to watch the game, spied tall
gentleman in a long frock coat, silk hat
and carrying walking stick, making
his way to the back door. "That is our
company" she thought, "but what is
he coming in through the wood shed
for?" Hearing the back door open, she
cried to her brothers, sThe minister is
coming through the wood shed. "
With one fell stroke the cards were
dashed under the table, and the boys
shot through the outside door,
"What ails those boys? Libby, il you
4 mil e., 7
will pick up these cards. :"
Suiting the action to the word, she
1 disappeared under the table, but in ris.
ing she gave her head a terrible bump.
At the same time the strip boiled over,
and the reverend gentleman was greeted
with the aroma of burned sugar and a
| black smoke that, like Egyptian dark.
ness, ''could be felt
81 hope I'm not intruding," said he,
| with a broad smile
| "No, sir; not in the least, - replied
Roxy Ann, dropping courtesy. Father
! and mother are not at home, but grand
father is. and we are very glad to SEE
| you, sir. Grandfather, this is Rev. Hi
ram Bingham
Grandfather was in grandtloquen1
mood, and he rose to the occasion ma
jestically.
Darkness covered the earth anG
gross darkness the people, but the Lore
said, Let there be light, and there was
j light. Sir" he exclaimed, waving hi,
hand majestically, Eve are indeed very
glad to see you'll
Glad? What was Scripture confer
ence with an everyday old friend com
pared to this? The Sandwich Islands
the whole of Polynesia, the American
board of commissioners for foreign mis-
sions, all in one! "Sit down. sir; 81
down. Lebbeus and his wife will 500,
RETURN
To tell the truth, the old gentleman
secretly hoped that they would not to,
soon return, for he felt that on certain
theological points involving the assem-
bly's Shorter Catechism his sons senti
ments Were anything but sound
Your sons name, SIR said Mr.
Bingham, bowling courteously, ere
minds me of the brig which, unde
4 Providence, conveyed our missionar,
party to the Sandwich Islands in 1919
1t was the Lebbeus, Captain Blanchards
as you may have noticed if you hav
taken the trouble to look over my His
! tory OF the Sandwich Islands, which
the doctor did me the honor to add t,
his library. 1t is name of repute ii
apostolic times Providence has removed
from my, side the companion OF m,
youth, but had it been otherwise, sir
end had heaven seen fit to vouohsafe m,
another son think should have called
him Lebbeus -
"You would have conferred homo
upon the name, sir 1t is as you say
! an apostolic name, but it grieves me t,
confess that, while my son is not want
ing in gifts, they are not strictly of al
apostolic order y
Mr.. Bingham bowed. "The Scrip
lures speak of diversity of gifts, sir
All, my sons, what have we here?"
A hasty conference had been held il
the kitchen over the remains of th
sirup, when it was decided that as Mr.
Bingham surprised it in the act of boil
ing over hospitality demanded that III