Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1884-06-12

uess lue tnougnt Hasheu quick upon him,
OF course she was going TO convent-m-
muring her young life within the fatal
walls, sinking all her love and all Julian
hopes in the dread vows, sacrificed in one
OF those mysterious Anglican sist.rhoods
against which he had so often inveghed,
renouncing-
Il renounce the devil and all his works y
exclaimed the Right Reverend Lord Of
Everton and Tauphie, interrupting his own
thoughts; and then, to the astonishment of
Sam snapper who was passing a, the time
land who. | firmly believe, wrote all the
stupid paragraphs about it.) the Bishop
dashed after the ietreating carriage, with
apron Tying, mud spattering and small boys
cheering him. John Gilpin's tide was a
crawling Lord Mayors Show compared to
the episcopal hundred yards, quite the best
Enthusiastically on record. He didn't care.
What we're conrenances beside conscience
and consents' Away he went toward Park
Corner, and by dint of most undignfied
shou'ngs succeeded in stopping the car
rage just as il reached the big bronze war
rior who now shelters himself in sculptureu
eulkiness under fouf trees opposite ST.
Georges Hospital.
1t was Bishops charge with ven
geance
lou, my Lord Bishop" cried out the
little white nun. shrinking back as he putfed
at the window for she was quite familiar
with his appearance. although this was their
first interview
| Let me in, my dear Miss Blewsby; |
must talk to you and at once, and as he 90,
in he painted out Home = to the astonished
coachman, who had never seen Bishop in
hurry before.
| What does this all mean p
%. I'm so sorry sobbed Sister Kitty.
wiping her eyes with her veil. Il never
thought YOU would find it out. and Of course
II was very wrong but, YOU see, they made
me promise, and there are many other girls
know there. and what could do loved
him so
Now the Bishop would have vastly pre-
ferred to have been preached to death by
wild curates, las Sydney Smith once sug
gested.) than face a pretty girl in tears.
However, he was bound 10 60 through with
il now; so he nerved himself and said
Miss Blewsby, listen to me- never
thought it would come TO this, never an
tic'pa,ed such terrible catastrophe. That
dress that veil am bound as a good
Churchm an TO earnestly protest against it;
ana what is more, as n man, as father
(here the Bishops voice perceptibly fall
tered.l Il have few serious words to saw
Nifty clasped her hands tightly and was ST.
lent in an instant. Il was wrong. have
stood between you two; II regret il.
Only tell me that 1t is not 100 late to prevent
YOU taking this fearful step. No, don't
SPEAK; YOU will do me great favor if you
WIPE away stain that-now 10 listen
hii,N hadn't said word, she was frigLten-
ed Please 90 home a. once. and promise
me to take 81 those nftr-inflmous things,
promise Non viii not ~ TO where -ricve
20 learn some Of your companions have al
rca.s gone; amt IN ny honor YOU ,fsp
marry my b1y If ,ou like. swelr-I mean,
affirm it; aad in his excitement tie shop
took both hjtiy'1 hand, and looked earnest
y n her face
But vowed would go tonight. and
everything y ready for me; AMI YOU startle
me -. Dn you really mean this r She
added somew hat p.eadtngy and timidy.
i pledge YOU my word n in earnest
'lt'S too good Of sou-too good Yes. iii
20 home. And then. for some unheard Of
reason, Kitty cried again. and the Bishop
ieit Very awkward-so much so that as lhey
check string with Jerk that almost pulled
the coachman inside and threw the horses
on their launches.
'Good-night.' he said as he stepped ont.
We have made each 70 each Pion.
heep yours, and Jull>n shaII con'e '"-
the niue Gemoh'
Another and silIi greater shock was, how
eyer ID store ior me iII-s'arred Oh gentle
man. As he came INTO the hall and passed
b! the fatal pillar he sa" Julian steal
ing downstairs N monk robe, ms ieet
IN sandals ms vast g'It win rope. cro"i
drawn closely round MS handsome lace ana
. beu-room cahaie IN MS hahu- 10 no
nent iather ana son were lace TO lace.
nat you 700 cried the B1shop. ~
uiian' thi' : 100 much nave saved her
may be yet IN time TO rescue YOU. Julian,
YOU >haii marry her Ana IN hurried
ia>hion ne poured out ms story, ending
"hh Ana no" that nave PROMISED tel
me 70 VIVA, we seclusion the poor giri was
gong ana where you were about TO bury