Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-02-17
The men laughed as he skunk quickly

guess" the Colonel used TO say, when
telling the circumstance, "as to how much
! liquor he had put out of sight in the year,
and told 'em that he'd cut any man s
throat for 'leven pence But if I'd fore
seen that he'd upturned Kerr's Ford as he
did-took out the underpinnings from
the foundations, as one might say-me
and Phipps, being Burgesses, would have
made short work with him that very day."
The young clergyman came up the
street with quick, buoyant step. The
wind was bracing; the sky arched higher
to-day over this hill and river than he
had ever seen it before; the distance was
a vivid, sunny blue The village lay on
rising ground. and stretches of autumn
woods and rich, peaceful farms soped
down from it on every side. His church
was new, and finished according to his
own taste, even to the crimson cushions.
(The Judge had wanted dark biue) His
congregation believed that every word IN
his sermons glowed with holy fire; even
the carnal- minded of the village men,
like Bryce and Phipps, treated him with
profound respect. Mr.. Harbour did not
precisely describe his position in Kerr's
Ford as ssgood fat ground on which to
camp; but he certainly did think Of it
with complacency. 1t seemed to him az
a direct recognition Of his virtuous life by
Providence, though, being a genuine
young fellow at bottom, he did not put
this idea into words.
His father had been noted banker in
New York, then defaulter, then a con-
Wet. He died in prison. His elder son
John had inherited the faint Of blood,
At twenty he was old and exhausted in
dissipation and vice. Nicholas had
turned his back upon both father and
brother, and with the money left him by
good Christian mother had fitted him
self for the ministery, and taken this
charge on the hills Of Pennsylvania. No.
body in Kerrs Ford knew the history Of
his family. Why should they? He had
washed his bands clean of the accursed
stain. Now and then he had received
| begging letters from his brother John,
and always sent him money. But the gulf
was like that between Dives and Lazarus,
and Mr.. Harbour had little doubt as to
which brother was secure for all eternity.
There were many minor causes to-day
to contribute to his comfortable complac-
cncy Just below Bryce's store he met
a committee of ladies from the church fair !;
there were two Or three portly matrons
in black alpacas and blacker fronts; Miss
Ann Hyde, thin, watchful and aggressive
as colley driving stupid, fat ewes, and,
little behind, a group Of pert pretty
girls. They surrounded him, eager, We
hemcnt, all talking at once. The Rev.
Nicholas listened with anxiety which he
strove to subdue into a benign attention.
1t hardly suited the dignity of his calling
to be concerned about the ratified cake or
grap-bag, and yet 1t was all important
that the church should have a stained
rose window.
! "Picrcc has agreed to charge nothing
for the dishes, and what do you think,
Mr.. Harbour, ice-cream should be plate?
We don't want to be exorbitant, you
know. But people ought to be generous,
considering the cause is the Lords
"Certainly, certainly. Very GOOD in
Pierce, I'm sure,'' calculated the bewild-
cred pastor.
"And Miss Sarah Clevedon has con-
scented to assist" The pastors wander
ing eyes grew steady at this. Not"
pursued Miss Hyde, "that the girl willbe
Of any real use. The most eccentric, un-
reliable person! But it will give tone to
the affair to have her name. The social
status of the Clevedons will induce
care nothing for well-cooked supper, or
even for our noble purpose" Miss Hyde
many to take interest in our efforts who
was Corresponding Secretary IF the
Female Missionary Society. Her language
was noted in Kerr's Ford for its scope
and dignity Of expression.
"We ought not to reckon on such
things" said Mr.. Harbour, gently. "The
Master, you know, is no respecter Of per-
sons"
And YET, as he walked on with them to
the hall where the fair was to be held, he
knew that he did reckon on these things.
''The social status Of the Clevedons"
weighed not little with him, even in
his feeling for Sarah. 1t illuminated all
his thoughts of that beautiful young per-
son as the gold background does the pic
lures of medieval Madonnas. He was
angry at himself. Could he not keep
even his love pure and high-above the
young man knew his own weakness. He
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his cab was stopped at the entrance to
certain street belonging to the noble Duke
because none but liveried equipagcs were
allowed to pass, how he stood for an
hour, looking at these privileged convey
ances and their occupants with homage
nearly akin to awe. It was ABSURD to
pay the same homage to this village arts.
tocracy-to Sarah's family, with their
ancestry Of a Circuit Judge, a country
Squire, and far off signer of the De-
claration. But with the whole popula-
ton of the county, he did it.
Miss Hyde drew him aside when they
were within the hall. For twenty years
Miss Hyde had been manager Of village
etiquette, indispensable at wedding, fairor
funeral. She had claim to speak with
authority in church matters, different
from that of the pastor or deacons, but
quite as distinctly recognized by the peo-
pie.
1.-The Holts and Burwells are talking of
applying for pews, she said triumphant
ly. "The good cause moves"
Mr.. Harbour bowed. The blood
mounted to his cheek with pleasure.
6 With the C]nve1Ons we shall then