By the Way of the Silverthorns by Grace Livingston Hill

Author:Grace Livingston Hill
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing Inc
Published: 2015-11-02T23:12:03+00:00

Chapter 12

A day or two after Link returned home Luther Waite came out to see him, and they had a happy evening together planning the winter’s work in the mission.

The talk lasted far into the night, and then, when they had been silent for a brief space, and it seemed they were about to go to sleep, Luther suddenly said:

“By the way, Link, I’ve often thought I’d like to know about what you did to charm that poor simp of a Minnie Lazarelle? How did you get rid of her so easily? How was it she didn’t stick and insist on coming back with you? I’d like to know the charm, in case I ever get stuck with her again. You certainly erased her from the scene in short order. How did you do it?”

Link was so long answering that Luther thought he had fallen asleep and then he suddenly turned facing his guest and talked, slowly, hesitantly.

“I’ve been thinking about that a lot lately, Lute,” he said and his voice had a deep concern. “I don’t know whether I did the right thing or not. Lute, I gave her a bawling out!”

“Well, I should say you did do the right thing. If ever there was a pest needed bawling out, she was it. My only surprise is that she paid any attention to it. I expected to see her return with you, or five minutes after, with a vicious little plausible excuse that almost might have stopped the wedding. You certainly must have made a hit with her or she wouldn’t have paid any attention to you. What on earth did you say to her?”

“Well, I didn’t say much. I guess I just showed how disgusted I was with her. That’s what I mean whether I did the right thing, Lute. We’ve been told again and again that when we reprove we should do it with grace in our hearts. But I was mad, Lute. I had to be the goat, and I wanted her to know I didn’t like it. I guess I wasn’t doing it as unto the Lord. It hadn’t occurred to me that the Lord cared anything about her.”

“H’m!” said Luther thoughtfully. “I suppose He does, doesn’t He? I hadn’t thought of that!”

“Yes, I suppose He does. Cares just as much for her as He does about any of those drunks down at the mission. Yet I didn’t see it then. I just sailed in and bawled her out. I asked her why she wanted to be that way. Didn’t she know people wouldn’t like her like that? Why didn’t she be different? Oh, I don’t remember just what I said, but it was words to that effect. And she—she just slumped. Quit smirking and putting on an act and went down into nothing for all the world like a balloon that I had stuck a pin into. She went down so quick and fast that I actually felt sorry for her! Oh, I gave

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