Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1905-03-20


,vr,ntv-five years. Squire Trabue told |
mo an axed me never to let on to you,
Tor he'd promised you never to let me |
know. but. Hiram, eff I've prayed God |
20 bless YOU fer It once / have ten |
thousand times. / couldn't "a lived |
without that allowance. 1t has kept
me in comfort an enabled me to help
nv neighbors IN time o. sufferin'. I've
wanted to tell you how grateful / felt,
but the squire wouldn't let me an said
Won never wanted that old trouble
mentioned, an so couldn't do IT.
Then. George, / broke down COM
nletely. | couldn't hold I'm. / set thar
an cried like a child. / told 'er how
long an hard I'd suffered an how 1
had tried in all manner O ways TO git
forgiveness an feel right, an l never
seed sech a look on a human face as
was on her'n. She actually set down
on the bare floor before the fire an
aid 'er thin, bony hands on my knee.
Hiram, my boy, my pore boyr says
| .be. 'Shorely you hain't been all that
/ time thinkin' yore God was that sort
| of n God. Why, he's all goodness, all
! glory. all infinite perfection. You've
| been blamin' yoreself fer some'n' an
| uher man done. 1t was a man you
iaIn't seed in thirty odd year that shot :
| nv son in a hasty passion. God don't
hold you-the new understandable
Ter that, but he's been holdin' you ac-
.ountable fer thinkin' so i'll of him. fer
Ill yore worry has come from wrongly
lccusin' yore Holy Maker!
"Oh. George. she made it as clenr ~
ne as daylight. she was rignt-she
was right. God don't hold a new, re-
pentant man accountable fer what his
old dead self done. She thought /
wasn't convinced, l reckon, fer she got
down on her knees an sent up prayer
that ripped the roof off the house an
showed the glorious way clean to Gods
throne above the stars.
Lord, Lord O Hosts! / kin re-
member every word the old saint said.
Show this pore, delIded man the truth.
Tear away the mist o doubt an mis-
understanding that's clouded his con-
ception an dampened the ardor of his
great soul Give i'm peace right now,
this minute. Pity him, Lord, an don't
; let i'm cling to his old self. Show him
the new soul that dwells in the old
shell O. mortality, an let i'm walk with
; bare head unburdened in the sunshine
O. thy heavenly smile An George
Buckley, when she riz to her feet !
e did see an comprehend. 1 laughed an
, sobbed an shouted My fear was all
Q gone-all-an' it will never, never re
7 turn, fer l understand now. She
showed me. Jest think o. that-Lynr
n Hambright's mother was the one ap
q pointed to show me the truth-the ole
g woman l was fearin' more than every
r body else She cooked me good sup
n per. an after eatin' 1t l laid down IL
! Lynn's bed-the dead boys bed, MIND
O you-an' slept as sweet sleep as
!, ever slept in my life, the fust fer thir
= ty years. She come to me away III
the night, pitapat pitapat over the
:, luncheon floor, Jest like she used to
q go to Lynn, reckon, an spread more
r cover on me. 1t reminded me or my
7 dead mother. l retched out an kissed
a her hand an drifted away in sweet
4 dreams. This mornin' when l woke
n the sun was shinin' in my room, an
q | slnelt some good meat a-fryin an
t good coffee a-boilin' an seed that oil
lie woman a-movin' about the big, blaz1n
n fire. George, George, God is good
n She didn't want to let me continue tn
t. allowance, but when she seed how tel
Id she agreed to do it an to come straigh
er to me fer it in future. Now I'm golr
1 down an tell Marthy all about it. A
ne these years I've been afraid to mentio
ed the subject to her, but l can talk abor
m, it now to anybody. l wish l coul
he reach the ears O. all the men on tn
ed face o. the earth who are afflicted as
I'D have been Eff they only knowed, 6
RS. now know, that God don't hold the
in accountable fer what Their old selv'
he done, they wouldn't suffer needlessly