New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-04-05
THE NEW OURATE,

swept over the tranquil village of Rush
brook when old Mr.. Glanville, the Gu
rate, died, and his successor was appoint
ed by the pluralist rector of that and half
a-dozen other parishes.
There was but one objection to the
new minister, and that only existed in
the minds Of the elder portion of the
population of Rushbrook- was young,
handsome, and unmarried.
The Reverend Angus Carr was, how
ever, duly indicted, and every Sunday
they liked him better.
Some Of the girls openly set their caps
for him, and Mrs. Giblett, the butcher s
wife, with whom he lodged, declared
herself utterly disguised with the trash
they kept sending to his room. He had
worked slippers enough to set up shop
with, scented handkerchiefs, embroider-
ed neckties, chair-tidies, book-marks,
pen-vipers, smoking-caps, and cigar
eases Gust think of that now, and all
sorts OF useless trumpery, which came
almost daily, until Mrs. Giblett threat
ened to Danish every rag of it to the gar
ret
And Mr.. Carr laughed and told her he
wished she would.
Pretty May Farrell, who played the
organ and led the choir, never sent any,
thing; but she was always in her place
at church, and seemed so attentive, that
Mr.. Carr soon grew to like to see the
sweet brown eyes raised so earnestly to
his. and to watch for the modest, trim
little figure as it tripped into church, in
a way which would have been very ex-
asperating to Miss Carolina Foljambe,
had she known it.
Miss Foliambe was the daughter of
the richest member. and she had made
up her mind to become Mrs. Carr, with.
out any doubts on the subject.
1t was she, of course, who got up the
subscription for handsome book case,
intended as New Years gift to Mr..
Carr. There was none in his room-he
needed one certainly, and so Miss Fol-
jamie took the affair in her own pretty
white hands.
May had not the money with her when
Miss Foljambe mentioned the subscrip-
ton to her.
She had already purchased, from her
own small allowance of pocket-money,
few gifts for her own dear ones at
home, and had but few shillings left.
That she needed for the purchase of a
new Winter bonnet, but perhaps her
father could spare some.
AT breakfast, next morning, she pre-
sented her request. Mr.. Farrell took
out his pocket-book and gave her a
couple of sovereigns.
ats all can possibly spare just now,
my DEAR" he said.
1T is quite enough, papa, dear. A
thousand thanks,'' said May, and added
a kiss as she took the gold, greatly
pleased that she could afford to give 50
much.
After dinner she tripped round to Miss
Foljambe's to give her the money.
When she was admitted she found
Alice Wynne, poor girl who sewed fol
Miss Foljambe, and who supported an
invalid mother, there before her.
'Why, surely, she hasn't asked Alice
Wynne to subscriber" thought May.
But she soon found out that Alice's er.
rand was quite different.
II suppose [ owe you about Esq., said
Miss Foljambe to Alice.
Eyes, ma am, that is it, said Alice,
..Well, | can't pay it to-day. You can
call next week.
Alice's face paled, and her lips quiv.
cred with deep disappointment. ''Oh
Miss Foljambe'" she ventured, .'if you
could please pay part, anyhow. I've
been trying so hard to save enough tc
buy an easy-chair for my mother, SC
that she could sit~up sometimes. I've
done without almost, everything, SO as
to give it to her for New Years pres.
ent. l cannot unless you pay me.''
ooh, well, I can't to-day" said Miss
Foljambe. Il really want all I have to
get Mr.. Carr's bookcase, this afternoon.
You can come again next week. You
see," she said, turning to May, as Alice
went out, trying to keep her tears back,
''you see, Miss Farrell, I'm going to take
all have collected, and buy the case
this afternoon. Do go with me, and help
select the bookcase, won't you?''
''Thank you, l cannot" said May
trying not to show her Indignation. 81
called to tell you that have changed
my mind, and cannot contribute. You
will have to excuse me.
'Oh, certainly, if you wish it" said
Miss Foljambe, coldly. ...Mr Carr will
soon know who his friends are, she add.
ed.
':Then he will know that I am one,'
said May. ''But l cannot aid you this
time.''
''Just as you please said Miss Fol.
jamie, answering Mays goodbye with
q cool nod.
Once in the street, Mays eyes and
cheeks showed her contempt. ...The
heartless girl!'' she cried. ..How could
she bear Alice's pleading face? Let me
see-would fifty shillings get good
chair /? Yes--I think it would. ..IIl try