The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-04-30

hiVe been looking our more 1f1Su usual
this afternoon"
away" BE had tried that. gently and
persistentIy when first her mind began
to be confused. from long grief and
hurt love, stricken pride and sick sus-
pense.
Instead of that Ivory turned the sub
feet cheerily. saying, We'll. were sure
of a good season. l thInES. There's
been a grand snowfall and that. they
saw. is the poor mans manure. Rod
and win put in more corn and pota-
toes this year. shan't have to work
single handed very long. for he is grow
ing to be quite a farmer"
Your father was very fond OF green
corn. but he never cared for potatoes"
Mrs. Boynton said. vaguely, taking up
her knitting. Il always had great
pride in my cooking. but could never
get your father TO relish my potatoes"
well. his son does. anyway" Ivory
replied. helping himself pEenttfully
from n dish that held one of his
mothers best connections. potatoes
minced fine and pat together into the
spider with thin bits OF pork and all
Drowned together.
II saw the Baxter girls today, moth
err" he continued not because he hoped
she~wouId give any heed to what he
said but from the sheer longing for
companfonship. .'.Fhe deacon drove or
with Lawyer wilson. who wanted him
to give testimony in some case or other
down in Midtown. The minute Patty
saw him going up Saco hill she har-
messed the old starved Baxter mare,
and the girls started over to the Lower
Corner to see some friends. It seems
it's Patty's birthday. and they were
celebrating. met them just as they
were coming back and helped them lift
the rickety wagon out Of the mud.
They were stuck In it up to the hubs
of the wheels. advised them to walk
up the Town House hill II they ever
expected to get the horse home"
Town House hiIl"' said Ivory's
mother, dropping her knitting That
was where we had such wonderful.
meetings. Truly the Lord was present
in our midst. And oh, Ivory. the vi
sions we saw in that place when Jacob
Cochrane first unfolded his gospel to
us! was ever such man"
Probably not, mother" remarked
Ivory dryly.
you were speaking OF the Baxters.
/ remember their home and the little
girl who used to stand Ia the gateway
and watch when we came out of meet
ing. There was baby too. Isn't there
a Baxter baby, Ivory?'
she didn't stay a baby She is sev-
enteen years old today, mother"
You surprise me. but children do
grow very fast She had q strange
name, but I cannot recall it,
Her name is Patience, but nobody
but her father calls her anything but
Patty. which suits her much better"
mo; the name wasn't Patience, not
the one mean"
THE older sister Is Waitstill Per
haps you mean her. And Ivory sat
down by the Ore. with his book and his
pipe
''waItstfln waitstIl! That is it!
Such a beautiful Nance
She's a beautiful girl"
"WaitstiIl! They also serve who only
stand ana wait Wait, 1 say. on the
Lord and he win give thee the desires
of thy heart Those were wonderful
days, when we were caught up out Of
the body and mingled freely In the
spirit world" Mrs. Boynt0n was now
fully started ON the topic that absorbed
her mind, and Ivory could no nothing
but let her tell the story that she had
told hun a hundred times.
II remember when first we beard
Jacob Cochrane speak" CThis was her
usual way of beginning, Your father
was a preacher. as. sou know, Ivory,
but you viii never know what q won
derful preacher he was. Ny grand
father being line gentleman ana
governor. would hoe give bis consent 70
my marriage: but never regretted It
never. your father saw Elder G5eh
rane. al d r6Fitsi II Is Sc kla Free