The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1904-04-14

good wages as you'd think yourself
deserving of if you We're in her place.
Don't 90 to a single meeting whep she
will lose more by your going than You
will gain. Don't say any more to the
church about sanctitication here below
till you've made your own family think
such thing is possible. Learn to be
just before you even aim at perfcc-
ton; learn to be patient before you
think you have reached it; and be sure
and take the opinion Of those who
know you best before you come to a
settled opinion on the subject.
Don't think I'm prosecuting you,
wife, nor anything of the sort. I'm
glad you're a pious woman, and that's
one reason why I married you. Every
man likes to have good wife. L
want a little of your piety myself;
and the children wouldn't be the
worse for some, nor Bridget, neither.
We aren't deacons nor ministers, nor
saints, but we should like to be treated
in a sweet, heavenly way smetimes,
81 thank you for this visit. deacon"
said Mrs. Simpkins. Il think it is
good for the saints to speak often to
one another. Come again, soon, dea-
con, and borrow my Guide to Holl-
ness"
Thank you, thank you" said the
kind-hearted deacon, fastening his
movements, seemingly alarmed at this
second mention of the magazine.
Thank you. I am glad we meet SO
often in the house Of God, sister,"
II am never willingly absent from
the means of grace" answered Mrs.
Simpkins with something like glow
Of satisfaction on her sweet face.
81 am glad you love Gods worship,
sister. Good-by."
And the deacon took his leave in no
way benefited by his visit, and feeling
that he had conferred no benefit. Mrs.
Simpkins was on spiritual heights too
far above him. He could not touch
the hem of her garment.
She flew upstairs to her nursery,
and snatched the baby from Bridget.
'Now go to your washing as quick
as you can, and try to have it done IN
some kind of season for once. And
have your dinner cooked decentiy, for
once, if you cam"
Not word of thanks to the poor SER
want for having held the baby so
long. while her work was lying undone
below stairs. What had so suddenly
changed Mrs. Simpkins' look and man
ners? What had driven away her
sweetness and placidity, her heavenly
smile? How changed her voice was!
So keen and cutting. How angry she
looked as she called to her little son:
Jimmy, come here."' The boy
obeyed. "Now don't you ever come
again to the parlor when I'm there
with company" she exclaimed to the
young intruder, as she cuffed him first
on one ear and then on the other,
making both ring. She did not call
him darling, then. you're the worst
boy I ever saw" she went on. How
many times have"I told you not to
to the parlor when I'm there
with any company? And yet you, al
ways come. Just as sure as l am
there, in comes your frowsy head
This was true. for the child was
bright enough to know his opportunity.
The only sweet liberal time his moth
er ever had, was when she was under
the observation of company. Then,
for appearance sake, she would al
ways give him what be asked for. He
always had to pay for it afterwards
in tingling ears and smarting flesh,
but he was we'll accustomed, tough
ened, and did not mind them much.
This insanity and =Ilnwho!esome
treatment had only just been admin
istered to Jimmy, when an odor OF
burning food was perceptible.
"Bridgetw screamed Mrs. Sinlpkins;
"your soup is burning, Bridget No
answer; and leaving the baby with
Jimmy, Mrs. Simpkins few to the
kitchen and snatched kettle from
the stove. What made you let the
soup burR:" she exclaimed, as Bridget
entered.
Il was on tie shed. ma'am."
"But you ought not to be out or
your kitchen when you've anything on
the FIRE"
But had to hang out the clothes.
na'am. or they wouldn't be dried. l
was so long with the baby that the
washing's far back, ma'am."
II never saw anything like it. You've
always some excuse. no matter what
you DO. Why didn't you set the soup
back While you were on the shed:"
II did not think Of it, sure"
"And why didn't you think Of it:
I've tried so hard to make a good girl
of YOU, and 1 declare I'm most tired
out"
We'll, I've thoughts Of giving you
rest from me. There's no use in so
much said. and being so tired, all for
sup O. BROTH
sNo words, Bridget; I never allow
to orc1rar hacl- Jt'S had