Elder Whitmarsh was at the house and they were all sitting down to
dinner as we came in.
'Hello!' said Uncle Eb. 'Here's a good-lookin' couple. We've got a
chicken pie an' a Baptis' minister fer dinner an' both good. Take
yer pew nex' t' the minister,' he added as he held the chair for me.
Then we all bowed our heads and I felt a hearty amen for the
elder's words:
'O Lord, may all our doing and saying and eating and drinking of
this day be done, as in Thy sight, for our eternal happiness - and
for Thy glory. Amen.'
Chapter 21
We have our secrets, but, guard them as we may, it is not long
before others have them also. We do much talking without words. I
once knew a man who did his drinking secretly and his reeling in
public, and thought he was fooling everybody. That shows how
much easier it is for one to fool himself than to fool another. What
is in a man's heart is on his face, and is shortly written all over
him. Therein is a mighty lesson.
Of all people I ever knew Elizabeth Brower had the surest eye for
looking into one's soul, and I, myself, have some gift of
penetration.
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