Sunday morning; but instead of spending the Sabbath evening in the
orthodox way--which at Helmingham consisted in sitting in the best
parlour with a very dim light, and enjoying the blessings of sound
sleep while Nelson's _Fasts and Festivals_, or some equally proper
work, rested on the sleeper's knee, until it fell off with a crash,
and was only recovered to be held upside down until the grateful
announcement of the arrival of supper--Mr. Joyce was in the habit of
dropping into Salem Chapel, where Mr. Stoker, a shining light from the
pottery district, dealt forth the most uncomfortable doctrine in the
most forcible manner. The Helmingham people declared, too, that Andrew
Joyce was "uncanny" in other ways; he was close-fisted and niggardly,
his name was to be found on no subscription-list; he was litigious; he
declared that Mr. Prickett, the old-fashioned solicitor of the
village, was too slow for him, and he put his law-matters into the
hands of Messrs. Sheen and Nasmyth, attorneys at Brocksopp, who levied
a distress before other people had served a writ, and who were
considered the sharpest practitioners in the county. Old Dr. Munch had
heard of the process of Messrs. Sheen and Nasmyth, and the dread of
any of it being exercised on him originally prompted his offer to
Andrew Joyce. He knew that he might count on an ally in Andrew Joyce's
wife, a superior woman, in very delicate health, who had great
influence with her husband, and who was devoted to her only son. Mrs.
Joyce, when Hester Baines, had been a Bible-class teacher in
Spindleton, and had had herself a fair amount of education--would have
had more, for she was a very earnest woman in her vocation, over
striving to gain more knowledge herself for the mere purpose of
imparting it to others, but from her early youth she had been fighting
with a spinal disease, to which she was gradually succumbing; so that
although sour granite-faced Andrew Joyce was not the exact helpmate
that the girl so full of love and trust could have chosen for herself,
when he offered her his hand and his home, she was glad to avail
herself of the protection thus afforded, and of the temporary peace
which she could thus enjoy until called, as she thought she should be,
very speedily to her eternal rest.
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