"Let us look to the Lord for His blessing." They waited till the grace was said, but it threw a depressing atmosphere over the meal; evidently they considered the trouble begun.
At the end of the meal the minister asked: "Have you a Bible in the house ?" "I reckon there's one in the house somewhere.

Merry, go 'n see 'f y' can't raise one," said Mrs.Bacon, indifferently.
"Have you any objection to family devotion ?" asked Pill, as the book was placed in his hands by the girl.
"No; have all you want," said Bacon, as he rose from the table and passed out the door.
"I guess I'll see the thing through," said the hand.

"It ain't just square to leave the women folks to bear the brunt of it." It was shortly after breakfast that the Elder concluded he'd walk up to Brother Jennings' and see about church matters.
"I shall expect you, Brother Bacon, to be at the service at 2:30." "All right, go ahead expectun'," responded Bacon, with an inscrutable sidewise glance.
"You promised, you remember ?" "The--devil--I did!" the old man snarled.
The Elder looked back with a smile, and went off whistling in the warm, bright morning.
II.
The school-house down on the creek was known as "Hell's Corners" all through the county, because of the frequent rows that took place therein at "corkuses" and the like, and also because of the number of teachers that had been "ousted" by the boys.

In fact, it was one of those places still to be found occasionally in the West, far from railroads and schools, where the primitive ignorance and ferocity of men still prowl, like the panthers which are also found sometimes in the deeps of the Iowa timber lands.
The most of this ignorance and ferocity, however, was centered in the family of Dixons, a dark-skinned, unsavory group of Missourians.

It consisted of old man Dixon and wife, and six sons, all man-grown, great, gaunt, sinewy fellows, with no education, but superstitious as savages.
If anything went wrong in 'Hell's Corners' everybody knew that the Dixons were "on the rampage again." The school-teachers were warned against the Dixons, and the preachers were besought to convert the Dixons.
In fact, John Jennings, as he drove Pill to the school-house next day, said: "If you can convert the Dixon boys, Elder, I'll give you the best horse in my barn." "I work not for such hire," said Mr.Pill, with a look of deep solemnity on his face, belied, indeed, by a twinkle in his small, keen eye--a twinkle which made Milton Jennings laugh candidly.
There was considerable curiosity, expressed by a murmur of lips and voices, as the minister's tall figure entered the door and stood for a moment in a study of the scene before him.