him one kind look; but, after all, I pity him, because lie loves me as I have loved General Washington Armington; but, do to him what I would, he could never have enough wit, courage and spirit to revenge himself on me. Thus we are alike in loving what we cannot get, but unlike in revenging our wrongs.
"I will conquer or revenge myself, whilst poor Joe will fail to conquer me, and, instead of revenging himself on me, undoubtedly will conclude, parson and hypocrite-like, that it was the will of the Lord. After all, I despise these mush and milk saints, who possess neither manliness nor valor. But I must go to cozy and smile around my dupe, he may become tired waiting."
Sister Nancy Clover now entered her parlor, where the Rev. Joe Pier meditated over the future, when he should possess this richly adorned establishment, with the jewel of a woman as its presiding genius.
"Good morning, brother Pier, you are an early disciple of the Lord; I hope I have not kept you waiting; I was just completing my devotions and heavenly meditations, when the servant informed me of your presence," said Nancy Clover.
"My dear sister, you have always been a pattern of sainthood, and I often think what a glorious world this would be if we had more sisters like your noble self," responded the Rev. Joe Pier.
"Thanks, brother Pier, for the compliment; but I assure you that I always seek to do my duty as an humble follower of the lowly Redeemer," ejaculated the influential and revengeful Nancy Clover.
"By the way of changing our conversation, may I ask, what is your opinion of General Washington Armington, as regards the fancy he has taken to Victor Juno? Do you not fear that the general will be carried away from the faithful if that innovator is allowed to get well, and continue to hold converse with the generous and unsuspecting general?" said Joe Pier.
