The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1873-09-25

this time, and the children stood at at
tenlion, and stared at bis apron and silk
stockings with round-eye smazement.
He turned to the mistress with q civil
little speech of coDgrs tulation. Half
hidden behind the board. she awGpt q
courtesy, but did not raise her eyes and
the lower part Of her face was covered.
as if accidentally, by her handkerchief.
His lcrdship walked about among the
children, and the Ambroses were delight
ed but ever as he moved, Mrs. Henry
keprFbchind him.
Would you like to hear them sing,
my lord ?" inquired Mrs. Ambrose cheer
fully.
What would the Bishop do but say that
he shouli like it
"a short song, please, Mrs. Henry"
said the vicar, as he ranged up to the
fire place, where the Bishop stood with
his hands behind him.
MIRA Henry. still ON the other side OF
the great blackboard, made sign to
the children, who put their hands be-
hind them. Hers were quie: as usual
but they were trembling. The song be-
gan only some commor school melody,
but it started the Bishop.
God bless me /" he cried, hUrriedly
stepping forward, and looking round The
blackboard.
Mrs. Henry bad not sung ten notes
Once started, the children went On By
themselves, and nsr voice was silent
but the Bishop had heard enough.
Straight round the black board he
went with long eager strides and in
another minute he had his hands ON Mrs
Henry's shoulders, forcing her to look up.
II knew it," he said emphatically
while Mrs Ambrose and and the vicar
stared and the children sang on noisily
He was holding her hand in both # hi
now, as if he never meant to let 1t 90 a
gain.
"My lord, you forget!" she said, trying
to escape.
Hester Murray, 1 rdmembsr" was ell
he slid, but her eyes sank, and the color
came flushing over her face Nothwith.
standing the quaint cap and hideous
gown, she looked beautiful then.
Mr. Ambrose came to his senses first
aid covered the situation. Luckily the
children had not heard word.
My lord, I should like to:have your
opinion on charging the SCHOOL. We
think of throwing out class room over
there"
And he pointed vaguely to .he other
eDd, while all the children turned their
heads in the direction indicated, ana
kept them there while the vicar talked
on for three minutes about alterations of
which had never before heard word
nor have since.
"Ah," replied the Bishop in compo.
sed voice, ''if you waat more accomno
dation, it will be best gained there. How
dives 1t look outside?
And, following Dir Ambrose, he went
through the door, and I ventured to look
at Mrs Henry.
She wac standing in her place and max
IDg the children form classes as if moth
ing had happened. Her face betrayed no
segn OF emotion; when wished her good
AFTERNOON, she replied in her usual voice
The little see re we had witnessed mioht
have been dream for all traces it left
behind. got Mrs. Ambrose out, and was
thankful that the door closed behind rs
before she made remark.
My dear, what does 1T mean ?" she
whispered nervOusly, as we stood in the
yard.
Never mind ; only don't talk about
It," L replied in the same voice
for the Bishop and vicar were coming
round the corner.
Il THINK you dine at z, Mr.. Ambrose i? "
said his lordship serenely.
/" Yes,amy lord.
Then will take little stroll. have
hardly had enough walking to day, and I |
should like to see little more of vour
beautiful neighborhood."
Without another word he marched awnv
down the hill, and few minutes later
we saw his shovel-hat going alopo the