Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1883-11-02

teIl Nae ialSeno0d. l know you quite
as we'll as you k know yourself. You're q
bad case. YOU'RE hardened sinner,
and It you don't stop short now, good.
ress knows what will become of YOU
Mr.. Montagu has talked of you, and"
but think there is some misappre.
hens't here" said the young man, res
oluttely breaking into the monolougue.
haven't the pleasure of Mr.. Montagu's
acquaintance"
4 rissy ooked at her interlocutor.
aren't you Tom Thorn pson?" said she.
II am Thomas rhompson--yes," he
admitted.
"A hand in Hupperly's calico mill?'
sim ply laborer in the great field of the
w"rld-.he clergyman sent here to fill
Mr. Mon'anSu's pace until his return
from the Azore Islands left my card
1T your house this morning, as one OF
the parish young ladies who had been
esper'a'iy mentioned to me as dilligent
worker"
Chrissy turned very pink.
"An1 l." she said, in q faltering voice,
n'stook your Name and address for
that OF Tommy THOMPSON, the Eng sh
| mill hand, who is always getting intoxi-
| Gated AID leading his fellow work men
away. / came hishe~to give him 4ood
talking to, an.i--and-oh, what must YOU
hink OF me, Mr.. rhompsonW
And she covered her face with her
lands.
II think, Miss Carr" said the young
llvine, growing calmer in proportion as
Christina lost her presence OF mind.
t'at You deserve great Gre lit for th-
z-ai and energy with which you are
striving to do your duty, If we're the
wrong Tom Thotnpson-not that / as.
sumo myself positively to be the right
me- with ii rouyish twinkle Of his eyes
~ be''eve your eloquence would have
| brought me IL sense OF tue error OF nv
ways. Please, n.ease. VI So Carr, do NOT
", vexed because Of this simple mis-
take. | assure you that it has made me
fee! better acquainted with you than e.
| score OF formal calls would have done"
Chrjssy laughed out, in spite of her.
self.
| II don't Think" said she, "that this
morning call partslkes in the least Of the
e'em*nt Of fornlaiity. WHAT shrew you
aust have Thought me"
And then all Awl:wardness was gone
! and they sno..E hands on an entirely diff
| e rent platts'rm.
You pardon me?' said Chrissy.
"En:irt}y!' 2ssented the yonny gen
lcnlun. And / promise you soleAnly
| that | "ols't stagger about the streets,
| nor abandon my work in the flu
ture."
Mr.. Thompson walked home with
MISS Carr, greatly to the amusement Of
Mss Cracktt4orpe, who met the pair on
l. ly Avenue, and could hardly believe
TIER ears when her niece introduced her
to the new minister, OF whose arrival in
| town the lady had not been officially
aware.
And the next dav Mr.. Thompson him
self went to See his refractory na!nesuke,
the MILL hand. and found him in a de-
pIOraDle condition Of low-spirited pow
erty. Nor did he leave him until
he had induced him to sign the
pledge
II don'c think could have done bet
ter than that myself" said Christina,
when Mr.. Thompson reported prog ess
to her.
Well, time went on, as time always
does 60 on, whether We hike it or not.
Old Mr.. Montague died in the fragrant
wilderness OF the Azore Islands, and
Mr.. Thompson reigned in his vacant
pulpit; and when Mrs. Crackthorpe
heard that the parsonage was beng pa
pered, painted ana refurnished for the
coming bride OF the young min ster, she
had to retract her declaration that
"Christina Carr would never marrvw
"Oh, Of course. & she is pleased and
he is, it's all right,'' said Mrs. Crack
thorpe, not without acerbity. ''But
things are sadly changed since I was q
girlW
And the three Miss Crackthos:pes are
working three anti-maccasar tides for
their cousin Vhrissy's reception in the
Observation-Disclosures Blade.