The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1874-11-05

I IrsencS 70 MN ne COULD name every
one, and the rocks, shale, eocene, and
pliocene, and what not. Why be had
only 10 glance at these solid myster-
les to be able to tell its name and age
and how he could talk about the won
der of their creation. How wonder
fully wise he was And what a mar
vel it was that he could care for her
enough to take such pains to teach
her, little, ignorant thing that she
was Thus Kitty thought in her
sweet humility. But Floyd Thurston
thought that the bright, eager eyes
she raised to him, when some new
truth dawned upon her {; her quick
sympathy as he read some choice bit
out of Ruskin, ThOreau, or Hugh Mil
Ter, was the best reward he could pos
sibIy have. Sometimes he would read
poetry to her, Lady Geraldine's
COurtship," +" ''GeneYieve" and "Maud''
and the ''Idyls of the King" Not al
ways then did the star-lIk eyes beam
fully upon him. The shy eyslids
would often drOOp over them like
clouds of snow. He put q wonderful
ly deal of soul into those poems, / can
assure you. So, through those long,
bright summer days, and early aut-
umn, the young minister taught Kitty
the sweetest lesson upon earth.
And IN blissful Inconsistencies,
through these very days, aunt Ross,
the schemer, rejoicing in her master
stroke, bought bright colored calicOs
for Malviny, to cut intb fantastic
shapes, and st the same time taught
her lessons Of economy, befitting the
chief lady Of the parish.
But, as the last Sabbath in Ssptem-
Der draw nsarJ the parish became
like the troubled sea, which rests not
day nor night Signs had been seen,
not In the heavens, but at the parson-
age, at which curious heads were shak-
en-. Carpets were visible out under
the plum trees the curtains in the
bay-RindoW were known to be taken
down and washed (; and, upon good
authority, more groceries had been
purchased at the village store than
had ever gone into that house at one
time. Tnis might, it Is true, bstOken
the return of the minister only. The
motherly old lady in charge, who had
been Mr.. ThurstOn's nurse, was reti-
cent. the best pumPer in the neigh
borhood, Git is needless to say it was q
female had piled her pump in vain
the well was too deep; no iEforma-
tion could be gained. But It was well
to be watchful, and it could not be de-
MED that suspicion was abroad.
|, Miss Hathaway, a maiden who had
bewailed her virginity, forbid 1t for
me to say how many years, called up
on Mrs. Ross on Saturday afternoon,
and 'mistrusted the minister was GO
ing to bring home WIFE"
"Oh, pshaW ri said Mrs. Ross, 81
guess / know which way his mind Is
sot. MalvinY, you gJ and bring out
breadth Of your new rag carLet, aud
show it TO Miss Hathaway. Haintthat
copperas-color splendid ? MAlviny.col-
ored it herself"
Miss Hathaway, like the rest of the
unmarried females OF the parish, had
seen visions, and drea ned dreams, in
which if an angel figured, it was not
a female angel, but young man with
a long white robe, like those in the
sepuIchre. She praised the carpet,
but coldly. "She wasn't over partial
to cOpperas-coior, she preferred but
nut"
Within the memory of the oldest
inhabitant, the congregation in st.
Jude's had not met at so early an
hour and the fans which so wildly
fiuttered in the air, were but faint
symbols of the agitation that shook
the breasts of their flutterers. But
the sun, which never looked down
on a Iovelier day, hastened not hia
chariot. Neither did Mr.. ThurstOn
appear sooner than his wont. At pre-
cisely half past ten he walked in, and
By his side-the fans sunk in the laps
Of the faint fanners-it could not be !
and vet it was Kitty r Iss Kitty
Ross Thurston for the tender pride
and happiness of the young minis
ter's face could not be mistaken.
The faces Of Mrs. Ross and Malviny
we're tablets on which unuttersble
thoughts were traced. But for them
fainting was impossible, for at the
first view Of the pretty, pretty face,
looking out from its white draperies,
sammy, the terrible, rose in his seat,
and whisnSred audIOly TO the stsiek-
| en- MalViny, who, divining his in
tent, grasped him firmly by the back
Of his little plaid pantalOons.
"Leg'go, Malviny! Lem'me go,
say I will go to Kitty"
"I'lI Kitty you" she whispered to
him in direful accents.
But this singular threat was power
less. He writhed and struggled till
his mother, like the ancient mariner,
''held him with her eye," and assured
him that reckoning" would inevi-
tably be the result of another moye-
ment on his part.
That brought him to his seat, just
as Kitty lifted her sweet eyes to her
husbands face, and the service began.