Howe, the minister, from the text, "Blessed are the
peacemakers, for they shall inherit the kingdom of Heaven."
As they were driving home, Uncle Ike remarked in his dry, sarcastic way,
"I s'pose Mr. Howe was thinkin' of Mrs. Putnam when he was praisin' the
peacemakers; it's a fashion in the country, I understand, the Sunday
after a funeral to preach in a general way about the departed one."
"Mrs. Putnam has been very kind to me," protested Alice, "and you should
forgive her for my sake."
"I'll forgive her," said Uncle Ike, "when the wrong she has done has
been righted." He shut his teeth together sharply, faced the horses
again, and lapsed into silence.
In the afternoon Quincy joined Alice in the parlor, and they sang some
sacred music together.
Quincy picked up a book from the table and said, "Why, Miss Pettengill,
by this turned down corner I imagine there are some thirty pages of this
very interesting story, 'The Love of a Lifetime,' that I have not read
to you. Would you like to have me finish it this afternoon?"
"I have been afraid to hear the last chapter," said Alice.
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