Arizona republican., 1900-11-16

l | stitution that paraded as a shinin | light any such skalawag as Paul wuZ. | It kind O set hard with Seth, for he had | been brought up Il God fearin', Scrip | ture abidn' man an it want much [ his likin' that Sary should oppose his | idee O havin' tn little one christened regular They argued bout it for two | or three weeks an finally Sary gave in 1 jes' as we all knew she would. Her whole life was all one long givin' in t | Seth, anyway. She said at tn las that | likely as net it wouldn't make any diff | ference t tn child future nor be any 1 injury to its health. so Seth could have
 his way, and tn child could be chris tened if he wanted it should, without any opposition by her"
 Aunt Jane smiled as she had before,
 and then, wiping again her glasses OH her checked gingham apron. went on. 'I remember that Sunday moInin'
 jest as tho it was yesterday. lt was about this time O tn year and Silas ard the child all rode down f in corners in Silas' democrat wagonr-though i. want called q democrat wagon in those days. Sary and Seth sat on in back
 seat, she holdin' tn baby. Tn men put up tn team in in shed at th' side O tn church an we all went in t'gether. Seth's pew was well down toward tn front an we sat there. parSon Davis
 was tn minister. q yOnng feller. too,
 with sandy hair an full blue eye that seemed t have tn truth shinin' right , cut of it. Sary always said he looked I TI- 1,,
 he didn't, jes' th' same. He was able
 leader an his sermons was always wuth
 thinkin' over Well. tn service pro
 ceeded. Tn church was filled with th'
 folks from everywhere within five
 miles O tn corners. for it was nice
 morning and I've generally noticed
 folks are more religious when tn
 Seatner's good. At th' conclusion of meetin' tn pastor stepped down from
 th' pulpit and asked if there was any
 one in tn congregation that felt
 moved t' join r,' and accept in true salvation that tn church offered. Two joined in that mornin' an when tn
 larson had shook hands with them he asked if there was any little ones that the parents wished tO be baptized in
 lh' light Seth nudged Sary aa' she rig right up in tn pew. That was tn first
 Information that th' parson had of d baby i'll Seth Heminway's family. He looked kinder surprised. but he was equal to tn occasion. He heckoned t Sary an she passed by Seth an went
 town in aisle ( th' front, steady like
 am firm, holdin' tn baby close to her.
 When she reached tn pulpit in par son took tn little one out of her arms an held it in his own. Tn baptismal follnt was on his left han within reach. He seemed imbucd with tn idee that he oughter do q good job O tin chris tenin', for he knew tn standin' in tn community O the Heminway family. He swelled out his chest an said-I can hear him now: Dear brothers and :iS- ters. l am called rpon 10 rnoisten Tn tn holy baptism of our Lord this child. : this child that hold in my arms. But before let IFS try to draw aside th' cur tain of tn future and peer beyond, to sec. if possible, what may be tn mate rial destiny of this, might almost say, | Inorganized human being. that l hold ! here before you. It may be that after the years have been waited away this | little one, in the vigor of a stanch ma turity, may feel it his fate to buckle ! on tn sword and tn armor and go forth | to battle for light and right, and We | may have another St. George. Or again, | he may take up tn pen. and who knows ! but that l may hold in ny arms, who knows, I say, but that this almost unor- canized human being may develop into another Sir Walter. Or again. say it is possibe-the affairs of state may engross his mind, and the world may have a second Jefferson
 At the first prophetic possibility Par son Davis made. Seth, whe had been listenin' with his eyes fixed on the floor, started. Silas nudged me. an . smilad. l didn't dare to laugh, for jest then l cast my eyes in the direction of | Sary. She was shakin' like q leaf. an her face was as white as your collar Seth wiggled in his seat, but Parson Davis didn't notice anything. He was too busy prophesying. Finally cane tn last. Or siXthly,' he said, and his voice seemed t rise, and let us hope it may be true--he may work in this
  torch of truth and follow in tn foot steps of the Shepherd, and we may have another Paul.
 T looked at Sary. She wasn't pale. She was red. l knew what she was achin' for. l saw it in her eyes, She was dyin' for tn last chance at the minister that would have tn mean ness to say a child of hern might some day become another Paul. When he had finished about tn 'postle Parson Davis looked down 10 Sary-th' little frail body at his side-and asked in his amazin' deep voice: What is tn i. little ones name, please?'
 And at that Sary seemed f grow at least three inches. She looked tn par son right square in the eye and an swered in a voice so clear that the boys waitin' for Sunday school out in front heard her: Elizabeth Anne, sir,'