"The man would require to be very skillful whatever in interpreting the ways of Providence, and very bold to put such a meaning into the death of a young man such as Malcolm yonder." The little man's voice was vibrating with feeling.
Then Yankee began to understand.

"I'll be gol-blamed to a cinder!" he exclaimed, in a low voice, falling back upon a combination that seemed more suitable to the circumstances.

"They ain't sendin' him to hell, are they ?" He shut up the knife with which he had been whittling with a sharp snap, and rising to his feet, walked slowly over to the group of elders.
"Far be it from me to judge what is not to be seen," said Peter.

"But we are allowed and commanded to discern the state of the heart by the fruits." "Fruits ?" replied Kenny, quickly.

"He was a good son and brother and friend; he was honest and clean, and he gave his life for another at the last." "Exactly so," said Peter.