The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1916-09-28

INTO tilc very SilIlt y Nou II Secll!S u
me that all will end right somehow eff
| fight hard enough an trust enough.
"At present I'm more like God in
nature than | ever was. an, bein' so,
know, as God knows. you see, that
wrong cannot last forever l know an
other thing. an that is that all Goddess
folks sooner or later have to acknowl-
edge great. all pervadin' spiritual
law and bow under it in abject~,humil
ity. I've watched hundreds of reGel
liOus folks sta%ger on in defiance with
light jokes about Deity and the like. but
in every case I've seed em stricken by
grief. loss of fortune. disgrace Or
sOman' or other that opened the'r eyes
Yore blow has fell early. but it amt
any the less God sent. You'll weather
this storm. 1t may be heavy one
heavier than we know Of, but you'll
sail out of it into calm sen and under
clear sky. I'm sure of that. an vet the
pain of it can't be avoided. Every step
toward heaven is fraught with fresh
birth pangs. The one person. you know.
| that seemed meant fer ne as life
companion was taken on the very eve
! of our union. Up to that minute. my
| boy. | never knowed what life as
whole meant. Up to then it was bound
| about with material things. Money.
| houses, hoSses an wagons, land an
crops, the ability to make a slick trade.
TO git the best O. my neighbor. was all
thar was to it, but after her death
| {-.A- 4
! face fer what had been thar like sun
| light shimmerin' on Il delicate flower.
drawin' out the fragrance an scatterin
it to the air-after that. | say. the
whole world was changed fer me. I'd
been doubter an scoffer like some o
yore friends arc now. but l couldn't
doubt any longer. Her sweet sperit
was som'er's-it was too wonderful to
be extinct-un' l wanted to link mine
to it fer ali time.
''Iu my search fer light l went to
shoutin' religious meetins. Up to that
time | lowed all sech excitement was
silly, but in my awful sorrow even that
was actually Il step higher to God. Ef
them folks had been bowin' down to
sticks an stones with sech hearts In
'en as they had, with that daZzlin'
hope before 'em, the God l was learnin'
to know couldn't turn from 'em. The
sruth is that he was in every atom of
Their flesh an bones. The truth is that
God, let lin be person, essence or jest
principle, can never be like what any
book or human bein' has described
: When Il body comes to NE with a. fresh
religion and explains it and atthe same
) time admits that it is Cnls' one O ten
thousand other beliefs. l know It ain'i
fer me, as much as I'd like to git the
truth; but, Oh the other hard, IknOw Il
is the thing fer the man that holds tt
, It, fer as Il rule any belief p'intin' up
ward is better than none. l sometimes
think that the reason thar is sech jan
gle of various creeds Oh the face of thu
earth is that God gives 'em to us thu
same as we give playin' blocks t.
babies. We intend that the babies shall
, know more'n that about life some day
but the blocks are good enough to star
en- on
Leaving Howard to himself and say
+ ing nothing of his intention, Abne
, went up to the little street near th'
, courthouse which was called Lawyers
= row" because five or six of the littl
a one story brick buildings there wer
. used as offices for lawyers. One o
these had a tin sign, from which th
. words Hamilton Quinby, Attorney a
Law" had been almost washed off b.
= repeated rains. The door was open. an
Abner went in.
tall man of fine build, a shock o
bushy hair, a sweeping iron gray mus
tache and a tuft of beard on his chil
= stood smoking in the center of th
>. room. On the top of~a desk with rol
- ing cover rested an open leather boun
tome. which the lawyer had been cor
sulting
-, Good morning. Abner" he nodded
:. closing the book. "Polc Baker said 70
:, wanted to see me about Howard's cast
- an | stayed over. | have got som
~ minor matters to attend to at Sprins
>, town, but they kin wait till later"
y, ''I'E, glad you did Abner eyed th
=. open door restlessly. "Hain't you &c
" another room back thar?' glancing t.
ward the rear. "Thar ain't no US
8 havin' every soul in town know II
= takin' to yon. an they all look in +:
| >they pass. BY gum That woma
:, almost twisted 'er fool neck off ju:
=" then Folks is the very dickens
take mite an make q mountain of
; when excitement O any sort is in tt
wind"
;. Yes. I've got a consulting room bat
u, u, there" Quinby returned. and he le
- - the way through Il doorway to Il
=, smaller room in the rear.
~ Yes. you may think it is fun
~ thing fer me to come talkin abo
- Howard before he is ercn accused
~ Abner began. as they seated the1
- selves in the plain chairs, but you
- admit that the situation is bad as
~ stands. Me an Howard has got
~ keep that paper agoin'. an the W;
~ folks is a-talkin is calculated to dal
'e age our circulati'n. We want to be
alone, you see, judge" - Quinby b;
ea once heen a justice of the peace
W. IAN lowed I'd feel better eff | hi
he chat With you. II can't do no har
e nohow."
~ Quinby's face was expressionless.
~, w rolled his cigar between his lips
81. ' 81 read till late hour last nigh
-, he said in a matter of fact tone, as
~, closed his right eye to cut out the c
e, Of smoke which rose close to the liz
- II masn'f Silra myself on all nOintS