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ETHEL A. SOl'THAM
CHAPTER I.
The rambling, old-fashlolled hostelry
of the "Royal George” hud stood niton
the green hillside overlooking the now
fashionable watering-place of Salti-llff"
front the lime when that picturesque
and prosperous town consisted of little
more than a few fishermen's huts and
small lodging houses. But, though ho
tels and hoarding houses—inagulflrent
structures which gHve quite un appear
ance of superiority to the small town
had sprung up on all sides, the little
hostelry Itself still held its own. In
deed the "Royal George," though quite
us retired, was still as preposterous as
it had been forty years before, when
the huge hoard upon which the mon
arch after whom it was named was dis
played, looking as gorgeous and klng
llke as his crown and unlimited quan
tity of somewhat stiff-looking ermine
could make him, hung out over the
narrow little doorway, with the name
of the worthy proprietor, “Andrew Oll
librand,” set out in gilded letters be
low. And. as one stood in the lovely
quaint old garden and gated around at
the stretches of down and the heather
grown cliffs beyond, one could hardly
believe the changes which had been
effected scarcely a mile away.
It was late one evening toward th >
end of July when a stranger who hail
Just arrived sauntered leisurely Into
the large dining room of the "Royal
George” and gave orders for dinner t:>
lie prepared for him immediately.
He waH a tall, dark, striking-looking
man, with a Holdierly bearing and de
cidedly distinguished air; and, as he
crossed over toward the hay-window
and sat down at a small table the
waiters paused Involuntarily with
their white table napkins slung over
their arms and trays of jingling glas •
held up high above their heads, while
Josiah Williamson, under whose
diarge that particular table happened
to be placed, mentally decided thut lie
was in for a little luck at last.
“What will you have, sir?” he be
gun, with an air of expectation
his lips, as though to disprove thc
truth of them, a handsome black
French poodle came trotting Into t)te
middle of the room with an air o?
unruffled composure decidedly at vari
ance with thc* aspect of his mi'tresa
who a moment later suddenly ap
peared In the open door wav niili a
rather bewildered expression upon her
face.
“You Lad dog. Sambo! I was jm.t
wondering if you could have found
your way here. Could you give him a
hone. Henry?”
Hut here her cate of Master Sant jo
was unceremoniously cut short, as.
raising her head, she suddenly encotin- |
toed the- yure of a pair of amused
gray eyes, and for l ho first time be
came aware of tho presence of a
stranger in the room.
As for the owner of the gray eyes,
he carefully surveyed the figure in the
doorway for the space of about three
seconds longer, and then, looking
away, tried to become absorbed in tii«
merits of Mr. Andre.v Oillibruni’s wine
list.
Hut. after studying it intently for
five minutes, lie laseed the card aside
and Hteadily regarded Hie doorway
through which the fauta-dically clipped
poodle and its mistress had just dis
appeared.
"By thc bye, who Is she?”
There was something strangely in
conceivable in the question, ami the
waiter, who had made ills appearance
with the first course, paused to sture
In astonishment
“rihe, sir?” he repeated, “1 beg your
pardon, what she?”
“Oh, the young lady with the dog!
Surely you know whom I mean!”
“The young lady with the dog? Ah
that is Miss Evelyn! Oh, yes, sir—of
course I know Miss Luttrell" here a
placid smile expanded thc waiter’s face
—“and a very nice young lady she is.”
“She is staying here, I suppose?"
There was commendable indifference
in the speaker's tones.
"Yes, sir—with her aunt, Lady How
THERE WAS A MOST HE A1TCH1N O SMILE l?“"ON HER LIPS WHEN
SHE REPLIED TO SOME REMARK OF HER COMPANION.
“coupe a la Heine. Bouillabaisse or
Julienne?”
"Bring me anything y«u have ready,"
aniil the stranger, brusquely. "Yet to
think." he murmured to himself a* he
took up the wine card and lasily stud
ied the long list "to think that the
last time 1 was here, twenty year
ago. Andrew tiilllbrand was brewing
his own ulel It was certainly a prim
itive bill of fare that he had to offer
him customers then only ham and • g* *
or bread and cheese and a pint of HU
•prime October; today he has all the
drllcai les of the season How thing*
change, to be sure'"
Then he turned and looked oat of
the open window There, however
the change was not so remarkable
The 1 Royal tleorge" had always pos
•uased a lovely garden, and If the
grass *m shorn n little closer. If th
paths had a neater appearance and the
ttowtra were more re« here he, prim
rows of cah volarUa geranium* ami
••airly dahlias taking the pint* of the
i old clump* of swrel-wllltann
marigolds and pinks, th* change was
act m great aa to strike hint with th
tati* fore# as natmelly dll the late
rtor
This evening th* garden had a very
perca* ua raided air Th* teaaia courts
gee * Jeeorled. the chairs under th*
Inf* uttcMiupied, and ei.eptiag fur
|ho gealta lapping of th* wacee up*
I ho ahtagly beac h, oarrely a a»und
a mturl <■*♦ the dreamy ttilla*** ol th*
July eeralog
"It t« ao hlyllte p a*e I »*#*#*»
i ujwd Ido rtraapr * hut it •uikt
w • gate! If I IhouaM I had Iw
Bl | co a moment longer thaw
tw »p< >sr boar*. Th#** th*** no
Kin bo a goal afcoot,"
i . dag »eot»a«# * •
lull a * 4i shd jaet aa thg word* »#rt
artl. They have been here more than
u fortnight now; as they generally <1 >
remain lor a month when they come
I don't suppose they will he going till
the end of that time. Her ladyship la
Miss l.uttrdl's guardian."
"Alt she in an orphan, then?"
"Via. r.lr Squire i.ultrell died Just
about two years ago. You will no
doubt have heard tell of him."
I.uttrell of I.ultrell, do you mein '
Oh. ye. Of course I have* He whm one
of the largest land-owners In |i;anK
■hire Who has Inherited the prop,
ertv* ||ad he a son'*”
•'.Vo; Kvelyn is the only «hild, and
"»"'** in for everything I bellen
I hey *ay she will have something ttk -
ten or twelve thousand a year."
itetily'" and the speaker turned
to the eon temp lot toil Of (he Julienne
*oup considerably astonished at dls
covering III the curly headed m.slice
of the bitch poodle Nils, I.ultrell of
Hu far famed I.ultrell court and
owner of one of the Attest estates In
the county
IN had almost finished his dinner
and was quietly conleutp sting a
p'.oeful stroll round the ground with
‘ "• best iUriiM, when a sharp
iiafh M ade him look up Just in i m« |»»
behold the hta< h poodle out v More
d t china m rows the lawn in hot pursuit
of a hut ter Ay
In and instant ha was nil Interest
If the d..g acre there, hta mNir*«*
* > I lo t fa, awat and
•he thought passed through hta mind
be same laughing tune* whi, h had
be*w ringing m hta ears fur tha p**i
half hour were Mm distinctly tuwnrd
him (tending forward, ha saw th«
girl h»r»eIf, a slight graceful Agere
>aaing hash tn one «f the tew bum two
■ hairs which Stcaal so Invitingly he
wcalh the a‘rede of the Ire-a
She was not alone. howerar. In
close attendance this time was a man
in evening dress, who had seated him
self by her side on a straight iron
backed form, which he had evidently
chosen in preference to a more lux
urious seat half a yard farther away.
Yes; at a second glance lie came to
the conclusion thut Miss laittrell was
even prettier than he had imagined her
to be at first. There was nothing stat
uesque about her beauty, nothing ab
solutely perfect ‘n her features; but
the fair before him was one which,
diet seen, could never be forgotten.
CHAPTER II.
There whs a most bewitching; smile
upon her lips now as she laughingly
replied to some remark of her com
panion, who was leaning forward
swinging hi.- stick backward and for
ward nnd trying to knock oft the head;
of some daisies; but his head was
turned toward the girl beslle him. at
whom lie was gazing in rapt atten
tion.
"Who ii the fellow," murmured the
stranger, as he put up his cyc-glas?
and surveyed the Individual in ques
tion with an air of curiosity not un
mingled with envy. Her brother?
k'iddlestit ks! More likely her father!"
with a shrug of hi , shoulders, tbongh
an unmistakable cloud gathered upon
his face ns l > noted the uspaternal
manner in which lie had laid his hand
on the Lark of her chair and was list
ening to her words. "1 can always
come within a year or two of any
body's age. and that fellow is either 41
or 45 if he is a day!"
The man to whom the stranger at
the window set down so deridedy to
play the unromant!.' part of parent
bad the word "Bachelor" written ttpoa
every line of his countenance. At the
same time he was a noticeable-looking
personage, gentlemanly In appearance
rather than handsome, with a clean
shaven face, clearly nit features and
dark, utmost fascinatingly determined
eyes set deep beneath overhanging
brows which j'.ve character to an
otherwise unreuo/Kable face.
For the past few minutes, however,
the spreading branches of the trees
had thrown everything Into shade. But
the sun was setting in a crimson glory,
and one golden shaft strayed beneath
the dark, heavy foliage, where it lin
gered for a few seconds to bring out
I he lovely blending of tints in the girl s
nut-brown hair and to light up every
feature of the man by her side.
“The deuce!" broke involuntarily
from the stranger's lips,
"Yes, sir—beg your pardon, sir!
Cheddar cheese or Stilton?" The waiter
was engaged brushing crumbs from the
next table, but in an instant he was
at his post.
“Neither!" was the brusque reply.
But"—with a detaining gesture—
'have you such a thing as a visitors’
list? If you have, let me see it.”
“Certainly, sir. I will bring it at
Dnce."
And the waiter smiled to himself as
lie followed the direction of the
stranger's eyes and then turned away.
It was astonishing what an amount of
Interest, he could raise by the mere
mention of Miss Luttrell and her ten
Jr twelve thousand a year!
(To be continued.)
OLD WINE.
lHy Broome Too ()I<I an«l ( nfil to Brink
by Deterioration.
New Orleans Times-Demoerat:
There is such a thing as a wine being
too old," said a member of the board
af trade, chatting with some friends in
the front offices. “I had that illustrat
ed at my house the other day under
rather interesting circumstances. Back
in 1848 Gen. John M. Lewis, who was'
then sheriff and afterward mayor of
New Orleans, gave my uncle a basket
of four-year-old champagne. My un
cle afterward moved north, taking that
and other wines with him, and on his
death, in the early sixties, the basket
was still intact. There had possibly
been some agreement about opening it
at a certain time, and, at any rate, the
champagne remained In the family cel
lar untouched, and only last month my
cousin, now in New York, broke the lot
and sent me down four bottles. I was
naturally curiotts to know how the old
wine would look and taste, and a few
days ago, on ;he or aslon of a little an
niver ary at tur house, I opened one
of the bottles. I had < on-iderable
difficulty in removing th** cork with
out breaking it. but It finally gave
way. There was not a vestige of pop
and the wine run out perfectly dead
and limpid. It v.ae pa’e amber in rotor
and bad a faint, p easant bouquet, but
the imprisoned gas that had <»nee given
It life and sparkle were g >ne forever.
It was interesting as a relic, hot not fit
to drink, and itm friends who are
connotsacur* said that It had evidently
be* n deteriorating «!u*e tsfo It a a
great pity my uorihern re la
it In too nu h veneration t
a bant that time *
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TALMAGF/S SERMON.
MUSICtN WORSHIP.’’SUNDAYS
SUBJECT.
Nahemiali 7: 67: “And Tliry llail Two
Hundred Forty and llir fjln(lii|; >1 rn
and SlnglBK Wiiinrn"—Children of (ha
Hearenly hiu;.
(Copyright 1S»0 by Louis Kiopscti.)
1 he best music has been rendered
under trouble. The first duet that I
know anything of was given by Paul
and Silas when they sang praises to
Ooti and the prisoners heard them. The
Scotch covenanters, hounded by the
dogs of persecution, sang the psalms of
I'avid with more spirit than they have
ever since been rendered. The captives
in the text had music left in them, and
i declare that if they could find, amid
all (heir trials, two hundred and forty
and five singing men and singing wom
en, then in this day of gospel sunlight
and free from ail persecution there
ought to be a great multitude of men
and women willing to aing the praises
| of God. All our churches need arousal
on this subject. Those who can sing
must throw (heir souls into the exer
cise, and those who cannot sing must
learn how. and it shall be heart to
heart, voice to voice, hymn to hymn,
anthem to anthem, and the music shall
swell Jubilant with thanksgiving and
tremulous with pardon.
Have you ever noticed the construc
tion of the human throat as indicative
of what God means us to do with it?
In only an ordinary throat and lungs
there are fourteen direct muscles and
thirty Indirect muscles that can pro
duce a very great variety of sounds.
What does that mean? It means that
you should sing! Do you suppose that
God, who gives us such a musical in
strument as that, intends us to keep
it shut? Suppose some great tyrant,
should get possession of the musical
Instruments of the world, and should
look up the organ of Westminster Ab
bey, and the organ of Lucerne, and the
organ at Haarlem, and the organ at
Freiburg, and all the other great mu
sical instruments of the world—you
would call such a man as that a mon
ster; and yet you are more wicked If,
with the human voice, a musical in
strument of more wonderful adapta
tion than all the musical instruments
that man ever created, you shut it
against the praise of God.
“Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God;
But children of the Heavenly King
Should speak their Joys abroad."
• • * -i
I congratulate the world and the
church on the advancement made in
this art—the Edinburgh societies for
the improvement of music, the Swiss
singing societies, the Exeter Hall con
certs, the triennial musical convocation
at Dusseldorf, Germany, and Birming
ham, England; the conservatories of
music at Munich and Leipsic, the Han
del and Haydn and Harmonic and Mo
zart soclelties of this country, the acad
emies of music in New York, Brooklyn,
Boston, Charleston, New Orleans, Chi
cago, and every city w hich has any en
terprise.
Now, my friends, how are we to de
cide what is appropriate, especially for
church music? There may be a great
many differences of opinion. In some
of the churches they prefer a trained
choir; in others, the old-style pre
centor. In some places they prefer the
melodeon, the harp, the cornet; in
other places they think these things
are the invention of the devil. Some
would have a musical instrument
played so loud you cannot stand it, and
others would have it played so soft you
cannot hear it. Some think a musical
instrument ought to be played only in
the interstices of worship, and then
with indescribable softness, while
others are not satisfied unless there he
startling contrasts and staccato pas
sages that make the audience Jump,
with great eyes and hair on end,as from
a vision of the Witch of Endor. But,
while there may be great varieties of
opinion in regard to music. It seems to
me that the general spirit of the Word
of God indicates what ought to lip the
great characteristics of church music.
And I remark, in the first place, a
prominent < haracterlatlc ought to lie
adaptiveness to devotion. Music tiiat
may be appropriate for a concert hii!
or the opera house or the drawing !
100m may be inappropr at in chu h.
Glees, madrigals, ballads, may bo as
innocent us pealms in their pluctH.
But church music has only one dc
Sign, null i MJI m uriouuii, <-nt| mo
which tomn (ruin the to**, the awl ig
and the display of an opera house u
a hindnun t- to the worship From i
sin h performance* we go away »vy
Inc "What splintlUl mi' ml' n! ' "Did
you ever hear such a i^praiui1
"Whit h of those solo* did yon Ilk
the lw ii'i ’ When, If he had h-n
rightly w rought up m. we would nat
gone away mvii i "Oh. how my »,u '
was lifted up ID the presell * of Mod
while th«y were etn«tn« that «rst
hyronV I never had «nh raptuiou*
views of Jesus t'hrisl a* ray Savior a*
when they wer* singing that last d «•
ology “
M» frier-la, Hum is an ever a si tag
-list lint.or between aiostr as an art
and moan as a help to d*«utnm.
though a A bumaaa tompoeed it.
though a Mm<s | played it though a
vhvatag aaag II, away with II 'f II
‘luaa not make the heart better and
honor t'hrisl Why ah-mid we rob ih*
programme* ut worldly gatvty when
we have ew many approptltie soaga
sad tunes .-imposed la sat own dvy
a* well as that aMgttllheai shrlaaee
->f shurrh fusland! which his *■»•
down fragraat with the devotions ul
trlher general ini* NWS H a*U Vdf i
•«l than they were whew tsar g**at
gtva-M*th>r* «" I ashed up • a them fan
th« <har«h pew la gtwryT l*etr eld
souls, how they used to sing? When
they were cheerful our grandfathers
and grandmothers used to sing "Col
chester.'' Wheu they were very medi
tative. then the boarded meeting hous;
rang with "South Street’’ and “St. Kd
mund's.'' Were they struck through
with great tenderness, they sang
‘‘Woodstock.'' Were they wrapped in
visions of the glory of the church,
they sang Zion.” Were they over
borne with the love and glory of
Christ, they sang “Arlol.” And in
those days there were certain tunes
married to certain hymns, and they
have lived in peace a great while,
these two old people, and we have no
right to divorce them. "What God
hath joined together let no man put
asunder.” Horn as we have been amid
this great wealth of church music,
augmented by the compositions cf art
ists In our own day, we ought not to
be tempted out of the sphere or Chris
tian harmony and try to seek uncon
secrated sounds. It I3 absurd for a
millionaire to steal.
I remark also that correctness might
to he a characteristic of church music.
While wo all ought to take part in
this service, with perhaps u few ex
ceptions, we ought at the same time
to cultivate ourselves In this sacred
art. God loves harmony and we ou^h*
to love if. There Is no devotion in a
howl or a yelp. In this day. when
there are so many opportunities of
high culture in this sacred art, J de
clare that those parents are guilty of
neglect who let their sons and daugli
ters grow up knowing nothing about
music. In some of the Kuropean ca
thedrals the choir assembles every
morning and every afternoon of every
day the whole year to perfect them
selves in this nrt, and shall we be
grudge the half-hour we spend Friday
nlghls in the rehearsal of sacred song
for the Sabbath?
Another characteristic must be spirit
aud life. Music (ought to rush from
the audience like the water from a
rock clear, bright, sparkling. If ail
the other part of the church service i.»
dull, do not have the music dull. With
so many thrilling things to sing about,
away with all drawling and stupidity.
There is nothing that makes me so
nervous as to sit In ft pulpit and look
off on an audience with their eyes
three-fourths Hosed, and their lips al
most shut, mumbling the praises of
God. During one of my journeys 1
preached to an audience of two or
three thousand people, and all the
music they made together did not
equal one skylark! People do not
sleep at a coronation; do not let us
sleep when we come to a Savior’s
crowning.
Iii order to a proper discharge of
this duty, let us stand up. save as age
or weakness or fatigue excuse us.
Seated In au easy pew we cannot do
this duty half so well as when upright
we throw our whole body into it. L**t
our song be like an acclamation of vic
tory. Vou have a right to sing; do
not surrender your prerogative. If in
the performance of your duty, or the
attempt at it. you should lose your
place in the musical scale and be cne
C below when you ought to be one
C above, or you should come in half
a bar behind, we will excuse you! S 111,
it is better to do as Paul says, and
sing "with the fcpirit and the under
standing also.”
Again, I remark church music must
he congregational. This opportunity
must be brought down within the
range of the whole audience. A song
that the worshipers cannot sing is of
no more use to them than a sermon
in Choctaw. What an easy kind of
church it must be where the minister
does all the preaching and the elders
all the praying and the choir all the
singing! There are but very few
churches where there are"two hundre I
and forty and five singing men and
singing women." In some churches it
is almost considered a disturbance if
a man let out his voice to full com
pass, and the people get up on tiptoe
and look over between the spring hats
and wonder what that man Is making
all that noise about. In Syracuse.
N. Y., in a Presbyterian church, th re
was one member who came to me
when l was the pastor of another
church in that city, and told me his
trouble—how that as he persisted in
singing on the Sabbath day, a com
mittee, made up of tlie session and the
choir, had come to ask him If he
would not Just please to keep still!
You have a right to sing Jonathan
Kdwards ured to set apart whole days ;
for singing. Let us wake up to this 1
duty. Let us sing al me. sing In our j
famil'es. sing in our schools, sing in
our churches.
i wsinl to rouge you to a unanimity
tn Chriei.mi nor* that him n»ver >et '
been etUbltfd. Come, now, rlmr your
threats unit t ready (or thin duty, or j
you alii nrvrr hear the tnd of tIt r
I never shall fnrgrt hearing a Frntih
nrtn »ing the "Maraelllalte" on the i
Churn (is Kljeeca. I'aiti, just brfo.a the
ha I tie of Htdan In IbfU. I never e.iwr |
mi. h enthusiasm before or *ln»*\ A* j
he Min that notional a.r oh. how ih |
l'ren< bmeii shouud' Have you evri |
n an KnglUh assemblage heird a bind
l»lay "Uo-| Have the Queen"* If you
have, you know something about tin j
enthusiasm of a national air Now. I
tell you that Iheoa »n<* we altig Htb
hath by Hah bath are the aetiunal air*
of the kmgd< m of heaven. and If you
do not learn to etna them hare, how
do you ever viywi to • eg the eon*
of H<hm and the Uuil>* I shoo'd to
be wryniMl at all If »>«• »f the It I j
antheme of heaven were made up of |
am of ihe heel eenca ef earth Mil
Mod IBi’reaee o>ir revereme for t’bf e
•tan psalmody. and he*p wa from dl«
inrlii It by our tadtfferema and t tv
willy
When Cromwell* army aval into
hattla he at the head wf It ne
day and gave on< the long meter dot
ioa i to the tune «*f the MMd II >n
dtedth and that gr*at host vv uyuni
by company. iegim*nl by tegtmaai
I
division by division, joined In (hr dox
ology:
•’Praise (iod, from whom all bl'S'ings
flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below ;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host
Praise Father, Son and Holy Gho3t.”
And while they sang they marihcd,
and while they marched they fought,
and while they fought thpy go( the
victory. 0, men and women of Jesus
Christ, let us go into-all our < onfli'ts
singing the praises of God, and then,
instead of falling back, as we often do,,
from defeat to defeat, we will be
marching from victory to victory.
"Gloria In Excels)s" is written over
many organs. Would that by cur ap
preciation of the goodness of God and
the mercy of Christ and the grandeur
of heaven, wc could have "Gloria In
Exeeisis” written over all our souls.
"Glory be to the Father, and to the
Son, and to the Holy Ghost, as It was
in the beginning, is now, and ever
shall be, world without end. Amen!"
THE COMING CENSUS.
On the first day of next June, census
enumerators in the various districts
assigned to them will start forth to.
<ount the population and to acquire
such other Information as congress ' as
decreed shall be a part of the twelfth
decennial census of the United State*.
These enumerators will have two
weeks in the cities and four weeks In
the country in which to gather their
information, and will count each per
son as belonging to the city or town
of which he was a legal resident on
June first.
Whether this is the best time in the
year to take the census has long been
in dispute. Previous to 1830. August
first was the date on which the count
began. This shows that the summer
vacation habit had not then developed.
June Is now almost too late. Most
students of statistical science think
April or May would be a better time,
and Mr. Carroll I). Wright, In a cen
sus bill which he drafted a few years
ago, made April first the date for be
ginning. Congress was conservative,
however, and preferred to make no
change; but by 1910 it Is probable an
earlier month will be chosen.
The objection to beginning the enu
meration on June first comes from the
cities, most of wh'ch are ambitious to
show as great a growth as possible.
When the census reports are not as
favorable as bad been expected, the
cry of “inaccuracies in the census' is
usually raised. It is doubtless true
that the summer migration to the
country does result In some errors and
oversights in an enumeration begun in
June.
The Christmas holidays are a fa
vorite time for census taking In Eu
rope, but In America the heavy snows
of the Northern states would make
any winter month impracticable. Even
In April the country roads In the ex
treme North are heavy with mud, and
travel la almost Impossible.
The difficulty in fixing a date adapted
to all parts of the great republic Is a
forcible reminder of the extent of its
territory and the diversity of its cli
mate and physical conditions.
\ Henry Clay Slorj.
An old negro and his wife, who had
found freedom through Clay's efforts,
made their home in Washington,
where the old man, with ti.e assist
ance of some white folks, turned an
unused barn into a meeting-p ace tor
ligious services. He was indefatigable
in his e:orts to collect a sufficient
fund to supply a pulpit, and so on.
One Sunday morning he was walking
along Pennsylvania avenue, when he
happened to meet the great Kentucky
senator. "Well, Bob," said the sen
ator. “what are you doing out s > ejrly
Sunday morning?” “Sarvant. Marse
Henry; sarvant, sah. You know de
early bird ketches de worm.” “Oh.
you are worm-hunting, are you?”
"Yes, Marse Henry. I wunts to ax of
you. won’t you help me some ’bout
my little church.” “No, Indeed,” said
the senator; ''I'll not give you a cent
1 gave you something not long ago
to help you with that church." Yes,
Marse Henry, dat's so, sah; you did
Indeed, sah, an* (bit's u tream.* laid
up fur you In hebbon, sah." 'Oh, It
is, is it?" and Clay moved on. Turn
ing suddenly, lie said: "Come here.
Hob, come here.” Taking from Ills
pocket a roll of bills, he continued:
"Here Is $:m I won at curds after sit
ting up all last night. Now. if you
enu reconcile the use of money gotten
in that way to church purp s*s. lake
It along." Old Boh how id and pulled
hla cap, "Sarvant, Mu mm* 11* my;
thankee, sah Ood do move In a mya
terua way Ilia wonder to perform*
Thankee, Marse lleriry; thank* e sah!'
The Argonaut.
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