Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes Co., O. [Ohio]) 1870-1895, 1872-01-18
MLLERsBURG HOLMES COUNTY, O., THURSDAY JAN 49, 1872

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take care of themselves; and so ex-
, pounded Isaiah 1ii.-while Mr.. Taber-
nacle was snoring-that the scales
seemed to fall from the eyes of Myra.
. and she was forever converted.
. Oh, if DIR. Smiler-who was so well
pleased with himself that morning
could have seen and understood the
J meaning of the low courtesy Myra gave
, him as he passed by, rustling in his silk
gown, to bless and dismiss his cOngre-
. CATION from the altar, how differently
would his heart have swelled! Pool
man, he was utterly unconscious Of the
work he had done, or, rather, COM
pleted.
sHow beautiful are the feet of those
who bring good tidings, murmured
humble Myra to herself, with pang OF
pain, as she thought of her mother.
II DR.. Smiler, as he stripped off his sac
erdotal robes, seemed to think so too, a:
his eyes fell upon his neat black sill
stockings, shapely legs, and patent
leather pumps.
n There was somebody In that fashion
able chapel whom both father and
daughter desired to see; for, in modern
life, even our prayer-goings are moi
quite pure. This gentleman-for the
person was male-was Mr.. Percy Cow
er-or Gore, as people called him-one
of an intellectual race, and heir to a
barony.
Collaterally descended from the poet
Cover, the young fellow was of good
breed on. both sides for some genera
tions; but had the misfortune, in a
worldly point, of good families general
ly-he did not value money as the world
values it. He had vast love for what
is beautiful, land taste which was quite
unexceptionable, but very general. He
not only loved fine horses and we'll
built carriages, but knew and appreci-
ated a good yacht, fine picture, and
well-bound book. If he loved a good
cigar, he also desired sound and even
curiously fine bottle of wine. The nn-
fortunate young fellow-who, like the
the heroes of the noble historian of
paul Clifford was worshiper of the
Beautiful-fell also at the feet Of the
True and the Good. If he built shoot
ing-box, it was a gem; if he purchased
a gun, it was admirable in its make; all
his volumes were bound by Riviere; his
clothes were made by Hill; his cabinets
were from Gillow; his diamonds from
Storr and Mortimer; and his wines
were not bought from Messrs. Gilby.
So, again, his pictures were by Land
seer or Millais-and he bought very few
of the other Academicians'; and his
horses were picked from the very best
studs. He wanted but little here be-
low, but he wanted that little good.
Unfortunately he inherited this taste
from father who desired considerably
more than he did, and had left Percy
very little to pay for his wants.
The day on which Percy met with
Mr.. Tabernacle he thought should be
marked with white stone. He had
never seen such gOodnaturcd solicitor.
All solicitor so far as he knew,
| were more or less mOney-lenders {;
and Mr.. Tabernacle was the most
reasonable and free of all.
Among Percy's expensive habits was
one very selfish Indulgence, which cost
him good deal. He was fond of the
beautiful and the True; and the most
beautiful and the truest was, he found,
a noble action. He had found some
poor, brOken-dOwn author, who had
been trying all his life to preach to a
deaf world, who had not found the
world at all ready to fasten to him. In
his despair he tried to establish a news
paper written on aesthetic principles, so
as to criticise matters with some regard
to good nature and truth. Percy met
the poor man just as his love for the
True had lodged him in a
prison, paid his debts, and absolutely
carried on the paper. 1t did not i'm
prove his estate; and Mr.. Tabernacle
very wisely made him abandon the ven-
ture, though he still aided the author.
Mr.. Tabernacle liked the young man
for We all admire our opposites; and
there was free-handed liberality about
Percy Cover that made Mr.. Tabernacle
tingle all over when he thought Of it..
He aided him as much as he could but
he took care his I o U for every advance
with proper interest; and, by judicious
depreciation, he managed to buy up a
great many Of Mr.. Percy's little bills.
Hence he not unnaturally looked upon
Percy as his property; and hence his
frequent visits to the little chapel where
DIR. Smiler preached to a most select
audience, and where Myra had been con-
verted.
Il wonder, do, said Mr.. Tabernacle,
what he comes here so often for. He's
quite good young man, he is. When
his uncle dies, now Then Taber-
nacle was silent, and did sum of men,
tai arithmetic.
On the other hand, Percy was pom
dering what that charming young lady
who never had a prayer-book, and
was always indebted to a gray-headed
gentleman in the next pew for the use
of his--could do In little Tabernacle's
pew. Young gentlemen who borrow
money do not care much for the domes-
tic relationships of their bankers; and
there was rumor among the set who
knew him that Mr.. Tabernacle was a
gay bachelor, very familiar with the
various theatres, and on very intimate
terms with certain lady artistes whose
portraits appear in the shop windows.
Moreover, Mr.. Percy had once met
this charming young lady who sat in
the pew gazing with such rapt admira-
ton on the Reverend Smiler, and had
danced with her; nay, he had heard
her name from his hostess-Miss Myra
Cavendish.
'Old Tabby's lucky fellow he
thought. Where the dooce does he
get so lovely companion--and so good
a oner he thought, as he buried his
face in his hat, and prepared to take
his seat-for even at chapel he wor-