as the quarrel continued
and increased, we dressed quickly, and made our way to the place from
which the angry voices came. Mr. Lue was sitting there, meekly
listening, and evidently on his wife's side, but not opening his lips,
while Mrs. Lue could not control her voice for anger. The writer,
putting her hand on Mrs. Lue's shoulder, said, "Mrs. Lue, what are you
doing this morning? I never heard you like this before." Then she
narrated all, and added, "If only he would keep quiet and not answer
back, I would get over my anger; but when he retaliates, I lose my
temper altogether, and he ought to have done what I told him!" We said
it was quite true, but she was wrong in saying all these things against
her brother, which she really did not mean, and which would only rile
him instead of bringing him to his sense of duty. After being exhorted
to keep quiet, she calmed down.

When returning home, we met the brother, who had been hiding in the
kitchen, and had evidently been listening to what had been said to his
sister. Going up to him we said, "Look here, you know you are in the
wrong. Your sister has your good at heart, and has only asked you to
do what it was your duty to do. Now say nothing more about it, but go
and do it, and you will all have peace again." He looked very
shamefaced for a moment, then he got the victory and said, "Very well,
I will do it." And with that he went out to do his work, and the
quarrel was ended.

But the best result was yet to follow in two hearts. Towards noon Mrs.
Lue appeared, looking very sad and dejected. She said how miserable she
was because she had given way to anger; that after all these years of
trying to live uprightly and do her duty by all, she had no control
over herself when she was roused to anger. "So that is all your many
years of vegetarianism have done for you," the writer added. The tears
started to her eyes, and she answered, "That is all. I have no more
control over myself than I had seventeen years ago, when I first
started as a vegetarian." Solemnly and tenderly we pointed her to the
cleansing and keeping power of Christ. She listened eagerly, for her
heart was sad and weary.

Her brother, as yet, had not been willing to come to the meetings,
although his brother-in-law had tried earnestly to persuade him to do
so. But that night he walked in and smiled happily, evidently glad
that the little domestic scene had ended so well. So there was a
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