“I am a Friend,” shouted John Rem, tremendously happy to remember in time what he had not remembered much for years.
“What!”
It came in three voices—and six hands were laid with various expressions of tragedy upon him.
“Not very orthodox,” confessed honest John Rem, “perhaps a confirmed backslider. But I claim my place in the church of my fathers, and I mean to keep it better in the future than in the past—with—with—the help of my—wi—wife!—” he got it out with a gulp—“and you. I am a Friend, sir. My father and my mother were, God bless them! I tried to tell it at the meeting. But they began to pray for us.”
“My dear son John—” said John Estover to John Rem.
Now, do you observe how right Mrs. Estover was in her views and practices concerning the “management” of husbands and fathers, and churches, and other things?
[1]. Copyright, 1905, by The Metropolitan Magazine.
[2]. Copyright, 1904, by The Century Co.
[3]. Copyright, 1904, by Frank Leslie Publishing House.