The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1908-01-18
Copyright, 1907, by Thomas H. Mckee.

Copyright 1907 by Thomas H. Mckee. @,*a-<:'~
TRY to do my duty by each and every
in the station to which the Lord. has
called me. Hit do look plumb Gurus
| IA that Proverdunce should have sawn
fit to af1ict with an onreKenerate
woman sitting bumped in rocking chair.
"Oh, / dunno dunno" snapped Uncle Abner.
old sparrow. Reckon hits the same dummed tool
,rangement that hicts me with such burned regen-
Aunt Volumnia started and groaned at each mild
expetlve as though the word had been a sharp
instrument prodded into her ample person. Thar"
she said the ready tears beginning to flow comfort.
ably you can cuss all you want to, Abner;
I'm used to hit but for any sakes don't let the Elder
hear you. My sorrers is enough without public dis
grace"
The little old was an emotioned creature iras-
cible swift to forgive, with veritable volcano Of
1eelng ready to spill over upon every triing matter.
He looked at his wifes large, placid vacant counter
ance; he aware that in her own fashion she rel
to frenzy
What in thunder" (there is nothing particularly
Wimberly shivered and moaned her husband took
us name In vain), what in thunder would you do
Ell, my bein' sech devil Of sinner wasn't the
talk of the two Turkey Tracks? Hits your calm
IN life, to be the sufern' wife Of the wickedest
the Lord ever forgot to strike with lightnin don't
need to misbehave myself before the preacher
you'll run an tell him fast enough, without" And
the old mans thin red face grew redder with rage
5oyfng herself, l wusht had leadn'. long for
to know how best to bring this hyer sinful man to
knowledge of his SINS"
She addressed the generally. The small
section OF its conscious intelligence there present,
IN the person of her errtng spouse merely snorted
with biting sarcasm Il looked for you to chune up
aaSyesterday You an your crowd air settin out fer
the %s ao to Aeae5
fessers I've got in my family, I'd ruther take my
chances outside. bet chaw O. terbacker the Old
Boy has got mighty hot skillet ready the hypo-
critics an amt gwine to jine their crowd III cuss
when get Already, an ri pay my debts, whether I'm
ready or not Eff the Lord don't like my kind Of
volumnia rose with whoop 50 that her husband
did not get to suggest that the Diety should lump
his religious views. When she afoot, one saw
the contrast between them more cleary. II he
looked sparrow, with his quick movements and his
she waddled slowly across the room moaning that
she had merely wished to ask him to attend the first
meeting.
She was a dull woman, whose sluggish emotions
needed arousng; she liked to have these stirred up
}ust as fat torpid cat loves to have it's back rub
bed When she married Abner Wimberly, more than
twenty-five years before, he was not "a professor"
as the mountain phrase goes. But it supposed
soon gather her young husband into the fold. How
ever infant Wimberys began coming thick and fast,
the
spur to her energies. Thus matters rocked along
for many years. Her husband was a kind man, #
celent farmer, fond and devoted father Occasion
ally some travelling exhorter would look upon the
welkept Wimberly place, behold how goodly it was
and regret that its proprietor not among the
chosen he would make q dead set to gather Abner
In; Volumnia would ponderously second him; but it
was not till they had both to late middle
age and their children married off, that with
the falling away of other empoyments interests
she definitely undertook the role of prosecuted wife
1t might have been easier had the attempt been
earlier made 1t has been said that the little man was
fond father there were tall sons and married
daughters who looked to him for counsel and who
thought his word almost good that of Elder JUS
tice. That he should be brought low before his own
children at every quarterly held up to them officially
as the most abandoned of sinners, was intolerable
put IN the mountains, to be profape swearer is
the limit OF human vileness Swearing is the one
sin which there retains the generic OF wicked"
You are told that is mighty wicked"
You need not ask if he is honest, a good hus-
band, kind father; the word thus used touches
none OF these human relations. He may be all that
moral1st could ask, and yet merit this reproach
IL ne be man who uses profane explosives.
Now, under the s1nothering aggravation Of Aunt
Volumnias martyrdom, Uncle Abner had developed
free, fiery and forcible vocabulary It was his
one outlet, and In this straghtlaced little commu-
nifty it was speedily making him social outlaw earn