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Meech was the pastor of the Hard-Shell Baptist Church in Clayton, and if his domestic economy was a matter of open gossip, there was no question concerning the fact of his learning. It had been the boast of the congregation for years that Judge Hollis was the only man in town who was smart enough to understand his sermons. When Mr.
I was awfully cross when I came." "You cross?" She nodded her head. "And ungrateful, and perverse, and queer, and totally unlike my father's family." She counted off her shortcomings on her fingers, and raised her brows in comical imitation of her aunt. "A left-hand blessing on the one that said so!" cried Sandy, with such ardor that she fled to another subject. "I saw Martha Meech yesterday.
"Five minutes to eleven, my lad," was the startling reply. Shorty looked significantly at Bert. "Most too late now, don't you think?" Bert hesitated. He shrank from the ordeal of entering the crowded schoolroom, and being detected and punished by Mr. Garrison, in the presence of all the others. Yet he felt that it would be better to do that than not go to school at all in other words, meech.
He had heard a sermon there two or three years before which he remembered, and could quote. I began the service, and brought him up here to my study. We were talking when another man, Jui, came in from 130 li north of Peking. He had to run away from home on account of misconduct. These two kept me till dark. In a letter to the Rev. S. E. Meech, dated November 9, 1885, Mr.
The greatest proof of the Divine source of the book is that it fits the soul as well as a Chubb's key fits the lock it was made for.... Now I am off to the street with my tent. 'Mongolia: July 28, 1890. 'My dear Meech, Dr. Smith came here July 2. The rains set in immediately on his arrival, and we have had it since. The spiritual rain has not come yet, nor are there any signs of it.
On the other hand, such is the fewness of people to be reached in Mongolia that it is only by alternating these periods of deprivation with seasons of activity among the Chinese that a man can keep his spirit alive. Messrs. Meech and Barradale don't say much; Mr. Owen thinks we will never do much in Mongolia working upon so distant a base as Peking; Mr.
She was still the divinity for whom he shaped his end, the compass that always brought him back to the straight course. He looked upon her possible recognition and friendship as a man looks upon his reward in heaven. In the meantime he suffered himself to be consoled by less distant joys. The greatest spur he had to study was Martha Meech.
I hope to start with Meech on a mission trip to the country on Tuesday next. Miss Prankard's first view of her future husband was hardly what she might have expected. Mr. Meech has also sketched that scene on the river.
Gilmour, on hearing the sad tidings, wrote to her as follows: 'Mongolia: March 25, 1888. 'My dear Mrs. Meech, Many congratulations and condolences with you. Your little son has gone to Emily. She'll look after the little man as you looked after her little man. Just fancy! we have family connections in heaven not a few, and ever increasing. I hope you are now getting better and going on all right.
Meech, then said significantly: "Have they started?" "Not yet. If there's nothing I can do for the judge, I'm going with them." "That's right. I'd go, too, if I were not needed here. Wait a minute, Sandy." His face looked old and worn. "Have you happened to see my Nettie since noon?" "That I have, doctor. She was driving with me, and the harness broke. She's home now."
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