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"When people are bound to disagree, as we have disagreed for years, it is best to avoid conversation." "Zed like the Church all over, Pazon!" chuckled the imperturbable Joltram. "Zeems as if I 'erd the 'Glory be'! But if tha don't want any talk, why does tha coom in 'ere wheer we'se all a-drinkin' steady and talkin' 'arty, an' no quarrellin' nor backbitin' of our neighbours?
Had Mildred gone on in this eternal course of progress of which Uncle Zed had been speaking? Was she still away ahead of him? Would he ever reach her? On his study table were a number of books, birthday presents. One was from Uncle Zed's precious store, and one What? He picked it up "David Copperfield."
He is the self of the universe, and knows all about it.... By Deity we mean the all-controling consciousness of the universe, as well as the unfathomable, all unknowable, and unknowable abyss of being beyond'." Uncle Zed carefully folded his papers and placed them back in his pocket. He looked about him, but his friends appeared as if they had had a volley of Greek fired at them.
Most love stories end when the lovers are married; but think of the endlessness of life and love under this new and everlasting covenant of marriage but I mustn't preach so early in the evening." "But we like to hear it, Uncle Zed," said Dorian. "Indeed, we do," added Mildred. "Tell us more about your books." "Here is one of my precious volumes Orson Pratt's works.
Dorian and his mother frequently talked about Uncle Zed and the hopes the departed one had of the young man. "Do you really think, mother, that he meant I should devote my life to the harmonizing of science and religion?" he asked. "I think Uncle Zed was in earnest. He had great faith in you." "But what do you think of it, mother?" After a moment's thought, the mother replied.
"Why haven't you come to me with your trouble?" abruptly asked Uncle Zed. Dorian started, then hung his head. "We never have any unshared secrets, you know, and I may have been able to help you." "I couldn't talk to anybody." "No; I suppose not." The cow was placed in the corral, and then Uncle Zed and Dorian sat down on a grassy bank.
And so Dorian Trent and Carlia Duke, being of the pure in heart, saw much of God and His glory that afternoon. Then they talked again of the home folks, of Mildred Brown, and of Uncle Zed; and at length came to their own immediate affairs. That fall Dorian was to enter the University.
Just before the dusk of the evening, the little party set out for the home of Zedekiah Manning, generally and lovingly known as Uncle Zed. He lived about half a mile down the road in a two-roomed log house which had a big adobe chimney on one side. His front yard was abloom with the autumn flowers. The path leading to his door was neatly edged by small cobble stones.
One day as Dorian was browsing as usual in a book store he came across a cheap copy of Drummond's "Natural Law in the Spiritual World," the book which he had given Uncle Zed. As he wanted a copy himself, he purchased this one and took it with him to his cabin in the hills. Immediately he was interested in the book, and he filled its pages with copious notes and marks of emphasis.
If her be, do 'ee want to shutt 'un? "'Thee not knaw! says Bill Blacksmith, just the zame as I be a tullin of it: 'whai, man, us expex Tam Faggus, and zum on us manes to shutt 'un. "'Shutt 'un wi'out a warrant! says I: 'sure 'ee knaws better nor thic, Bill! A man mayn't shutt to another man, wi'out have a warrant, Bill. Warship zed so, last taime I zeed un, and nothing to the contrairy.
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