Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1912-02-20

her on earth. Well, I was right on
the point of knocking, when she said,
as clearly as could be: Come, father,
begin; I'm ready And down on his
knees by her side went an old white
haired man. still older than his wife,
should judge; and I could not have
knocked then for the life Of me. Well,
he began; first he reminded God they
were still His submissive children,
mother and he; and no matter what
He saw fit to bring upon them they
shouldn't rebel at His will! OF course,
1t was going to be terrible hard for
them to 60 out homeless in their old
age, especially with poor mother so
sick and helpless; but still they'd
seen sadder things than ever that
would be. He reminded God in the
next place how different all might
have been If only one Of their boys
might have been spared them; then
his voice kind Of broke, and thin,
white hand stole from under the COW
erlet, and moved softly over his
snowy hair; then he went on to re-
peat, that nothing could be so sharp
as the parting with those three sons
unless mother and he should be sep"
arated. But at last he fell to COM
forting himself with the fact that the
dear Lord knew it was through no
fault Of his own that mother and he
were threatened with the loss Of their
little home, which meant beggary and
the almshouse; a place they prayed
to be delivered from entering If 1t
could be consistent with Gods will.
And then he fell to quoting multi
tude Of promises concerning the safe
ty of those who put their trust in the
Lord; yes, should say he begged
hard; in fact, it was the most thrill
ing plea to which I ever listened. And
at last he prayed for Gods blessing
on those who were about to demand
justice'-the lawyer stroked his low
er limb in silence for a moment or
two, then continued more slowly than
before: "And I believe I'd rather go
to the poor-house myself tonight, than
to stain my heart and hands with the
blood Of such a persecution as that"
Little afraid to defeat the old
mans prayer, eh?" queried the client
"Bless your soul, man, you could
not defeat it," roared the lawyer. 1T
doesn't admit Of defeat! I tell you,
he left it all subject to the will Of
God; but he left no doubt as to his
wishes in the matter; claimed that
we were told to make known our de-
sires unto God; but Of all the plead
ing I ever heard, that beat all. You
see I was taught that kind Of thing
myself in my childhood; and why
was sent to hear that prayer I'm sure
I don't know, but I hand the case
over"
IT wish," said the client, twisting
uneasily, you hadn't told me about
the old fellows prayer"
"Why so?"
"Well, I greatly want the money
that place would bring, but I, too, was
taught the Bible all straight when I
was a youngster; and I'd hate to run
counter to such a harangue as that
you tell about. I wish you hadn't
heard a word Of it; and another time
I wouldn't listen to petitions not in
tended for your ears"
The lawyer smiled.
MY dear fellow" he said, you're
wrong again; it was intended for my
ears, and yours, too, and God AL
mighty intended it. My old mother
used to sing about Gods moving in
a mysterious way, I remember"
"Well, my mother used to sing it,
too," said the claimant, as he twisted
his claim papers in his fingers. "You
can call in, in the morning, If you like,
and tell mother and him the claim
has been met,
"In a mysterious way" added the
lawyer, smiling" Selected.