Pease," who sat
above her in the high places of the people's hearts.

And then, oh, blessedness of the winter, the revival came; and both she
and William, strangely stricken together with the realisation of their
sins, fell at the mercy seat.

"There is more joy over one sinner that repenteth,"--but when Will and
Nancy both "came through" on the same night--well, Mt. Pisgah's walls
know the story.

There was triumph in Nancy's face as she proclaimed her conversion, and
the first person she made for was Sister Pease. She shook her hands and
embraced her, crying ever aloud between the vociferations of the
congregation, "Oh, sistah, he'p me praise Him, he'p me praise Him," and
the elder woman in the cause caught the infection of the moment and
joined in the general shout.

Afterwards she was not pleased with herself. But then if she hadn't
shouted, wouldn't it have been worse?

The Rev. Isaiah was nothing if not dramatic in his tendencies, and on
the day when he was to receive William and Nancy Pease into full
membership with the church, it struck him that nothing could make upon
his congregation a profounder impression for good than to have the two
new Peases joined by the elder one, or as the wag would have put it, all
in one pod. And it was so ordered, and the thing was done.

It is true that the preacher had to labour some with Sister Ann Pease,
but when he showed her how it was her Christian duty, and if she failed
of it her rival must advance before her in public opinion, she
acquiesced. It was an easier matter with "Sister Wi'yum Pease." She
agreed readily, for she was filled with condescending humility, which on
every occasion she took the opportunity of displaying toward her rival.

The Rev. Isaiah Johnson only made one mistake in his diplomatic
manoeuvring. That was when he whispered to Sister Ann Pease, "Didn't I
tell you? Des see how easy Sister Wi'yum give in." He was near to losing
his cause and the wind was completely taken out of his sails when the
widow replied with a snort, "Give in, my Lawd! Dat ooman's got a right
to give in; ain't she got 'uligion an' de man, too?"

However, the storm blew over, and by the time service was begun they
were all seated together on a front bench, Sister Nancy, William, and
Sister Ann.

Now was the psychological moment, and after a soul-stirring hymn the
preacher rose and announced his text--"Behold how good and how pleasant
it is for brethren to dwell together i