be of no use to
me. I've handed in my resignation,' says he, 'and the presbytery will
shortly send me to another field of usefulness.'

"And the squire he ripped out a terrible oath, and says he, 'I beg
your pardon, sir, for swearing in your presence. I've heard,' says he,
'of the doings of that session; but,' says he, 'if I have influence
enough to keep myself in the church, I have influence enough to keep
you in, too; and if I can't do that,' says he, 'I'll build you a
church and pay you a salary for life.' Says he, 'There's nothing too
good for a man that refuses to bow down and worship the golden calf.'

"Honey," said Aunt Jane, lowering her voice, "considerin' it was his
weddin' night and him talkin' to a preacher, the language Squire
Schuyler used was far from fittin'. What he said was all right, but
the way he said it was all wrong.

"Well, they argued back and forth, and it ended by Brother Wilson
goin' home with the deed in his pocket. And the next Saturday Squire
Schuyler come before the session and acknowledged the error of his
ways. 'And,' says he, 'I promise in future to keep the Sabbath day
holy, but as to the profane language,' says he, 'it comes as natural
to me to swear and fight as it does to the Rev. Mr. Wilson to pray and
fight, and all I can promise about that,' says he, 'is that hereafter
I'll try to do the most of my swearing in private, so my example won't
hurt the church I'm a member of.'

"And Sunday mornin', child, here come Squire Schuyler and his bride,
as fine as a fiddle, walkin' down the church aisle arm in arm, and the
squire j'ined in the hymns, and when the contribution plate was passed
around he dropped a gold piece on it as unconcerned as if it was a
copper cent. And Brother Wilson, he moved out to the house the squire
had give him, and there never was anybody as happy as he appeared to
be. He'd walk around under the trees and look at his gyarden on one
side and his clover-fields on the other side, and he'd say: '"Delight
thyself in the Lord, and he shall give thee the desires of thine
heart." I've always wanted a home in the country, and the Lord has
given me one of the desires of my heart.'

"But he didn't live to enjoy it very long, poor man. He died before
his prime, and his tombstone's standin' now in the old graveyard
yonder in town. They had a Bible text cyarved on it, 'For he was a
good man, and full of the Holy Ghost and of God, and much people was
added unto the Lord.