He Is My First Olive: Let Me

If You Dare To Injure Her In The Least, I Will Await You Where No Policeman Can Step In Between. And God Shall Judge Between Us Two.

He Loved Her, And Would Love Her; And Defy Her, And This Miserable Bodily Pain.

How Shall I Ever Tell Aunt Shaw?' She Whispered, After Some Time Of Delicious Silence. 'let Me Speak To Her.' 'oh, No! I Owe It To Her, - But What Will She Say?' 'i Can Guess. Her First Exclamation Will Be, "that Man!" ' 'hush!' Said Margaret, 'or I Shall Try And Show You Your Mother's Indignant Tones As She Says, "that Woman!"

He Came Up Straight To Her Father, Whose Hands He Took And Wrung Without A Word - Holding Them In His For A Minute Or Two, During Which Time His Face, His Eyes, His Look, Told Of More Sympathy Than Could Be Put Into Words.

His Laws Once Broken, His Justice And The Very Nature Of Those Laws Bring The Immutable Retribution; But If We Turn Penitently To Him, He Enables Us To Bear Our Punishment With A Meek And Docile Heart, ‘for His Mercy Endureth Forever.