The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1880-07-01
THE PARSONS LEAP.YEAR.

lrd Rer. MIR. Racquet, land very pleas.
III people. The elder ladies are steady,
vi ssstent workers; the younger, active
] enthusiastic. Idon't think, if l had
q aessed the privilege of selecting for
N nell, could have found a more de-
tHul position"
til Mr. Roderic Racquet was six-and-
h Fsnty, with straight nose, pleasant
IR eyes and a general talent for being
Y isfsd with everything and every
d |ay. He was located in his first par
Y picturesque little knot of houses,
q Eahanging a brisk cataract, which
q sde work for mills and factories and
4 BED oil the adjacent woods with it's
lsg melody; and so far he was one of
Z Ise exceptions in life, a perfectly sat
: led man.
4Ah,n said his friend, Mr.. Alton,
Z no vas misanthrope. "The ladies,
I sr'
\ "Yes," said Mr.. Racquet, quietly;
Z hr, Of course, you know that much of
y prosperity of country parish de-
ads upon its female members"
4fes," observed Mr.. Alton, drvIy.
Ion are an unmarried man, I be-
{ kleT
! am an unmarried man-yes, GER
kaT."
And this is-Leap- Year"
Nonsense )" cried the parson briskly.
! hope you may find it nonsense"
ID MI. Alton, pursuing up his lips; but
m told that there are a good many
ngle ladies' this year who are driven
sperate by the prospect of spinster-
ANonsensep' again exclaimed Mr..
sequet. "My dear Alton, this is a
nue. too much of a burlesque. You
Hdtyf' i9 %"
MI Alton only shook his head, as he
a@ and reached for his hat.
'fu get my book, Racquet" said he,
ns looked lugubriously around the
asn and go out for stroll in these
aeioas pine-scented woods. My doc
ays that pine sap is very healing
s,.a algs that are consumptively in,
very well" said the Rev. Mr..
aequet, with glance at the scattered
" sses q the half completed sermon
y ~ on his desk, land 1 will ioin
" v ater little period of time"
y sook up his pen, dipped it deter
s.a sasa.y IN the inkstand and went reso-
aI.l sa 20 writing; but, in spite of all his
Justly the words of his iconoclastic
4saa J rang persistently in his ears.
u mere should be any foundation
N Nj a,ons absurd idea" he pondered,
|s.a sIl als pen suspended above the par
h. written sheet. but, of course.
Ia |ssis cant pc; but if such a possibility
l = Va salst-and a married man is really
s. asr - member of society than a sin
~ Ss.ss eae. l never did adhere to the rigid
.s...ur, ss.las that clergymen should be Gel
ssr.. sua az the while Rose Appleton's
,s,a s's X, cheeks and tangled yellow hair
bso.s uaacsng human will-o' '-the-wisp,
s.uss sSs me horizon of his minds eve.
~. ae young" he said to himself,
i y psrnaps trifie inclined to be gid
III l, y: snes certainly very charming.
nS ss = s.nce the Appletons have failed,
LS.s sls mother has opened boarding
l, lSas,, ana Lucilla has gone to teaching.
a,s. ~ hink / could do better than to
i susa ss appleton, sir; if you please.
: a. vas q timid little voice that broke
N sfsn tne thread of his reflections.
nv n sOsa y herself stood before him, col
l sssll1 ~ over like pink carnation. with
? 80 ~. OF late peaches in her hand,
! ra raae' iluttering ribbons in her hat. |
,os. W called ON business, SIR" said
L,;s .ae Rev. Roderic moved forward a
id Il oe seated, Miss Appleton"
own part. e'A on
i ITrsy .ney had been living in the Palace
n s.a NV now, and Rosa could have seen |
- y. ne |, d1eeps of his heart!
erro. N.Y. MSS Appleton sat down, pulling
'resS s ! at the fingers of her brown |
..Iss - about our Lucilla," said she.
aWs Weede' said Mr.. Racquet.
hn want to get her well settled in |
aRss salq Rosa, appealingly.
~ ssi NJ. Racquet.