The Red Cloud chief., 1884-09-26

had essaycd 10 marry. And now iOr
the second time all the world would
know that he had been accepted aad
then rejected. Il was. he thought.
more than he could endure-and live.
Then after be had sat there for an
hour he got Up and walked home; and
a be went he tried To resolve that he
would REJECT the philosophy OF Mrs.
Baggett and accept the other. IL
only knew he SAID. As be catered his
own gate. III one could only see Gear
W. Then ne found Mary still seated in
the garden Nothing is To- got, he
said. ..by asking YOU for an answer"
.'ln wha; have failed9'
Never mind Let Us 70 in and
have a cup OF tea But she knew well
in what he accused her of falling. and
her heart turned toward him again.
CHAPTER XVI.
MIR. wHITT.EsTAFr aED:TiTEs a r.
The next day was Sunday. and was
passed in absolute tranquility. 10th
ing was said either by Mr.. Nh.ttlestafi
or by Mary Lawrie; nor. 20 the eyes OF
those among whom they lived. was
there anything 10 show that their minds
were disturbed. They went 10 church
in the morning, Is was usual with them.
and Mary went also TO the evening ser
vice. IL was quite pleasant 10 see Mrs.
Bagrctt start for her slow Sabbath
morning walk. and 10 observe how her
appearance altogether belicd that idea
q. rags and tatters which she had given
rs 20 her own wardrobe. A nicer
dressed OLD lady. or n more becoming
black silk gown, you shall not see on 4
Sunday morning making her way TO
any country church in England. While
she Wa looking 50 pleasant and demurc
one NAV say almost SD handsome, IN
her oid-!aShioncd and apparently new
bonaet-what could have been heI
thoughts respecting the red-nosed. one
legged warrior, and her inten ed life
to be passed in fetching two penn orths
of gin for him. and::her endeavors TO ges
for him n morscl of wholesome food
She had had her breakfast out OF he.
own china teacup. which she used to
boast was her own property. rs II had
been given TO her by Mr.. Whittlcstatf's
mother and had had her little drop OF
cream. and TO tell the truth. her boiled
egg. which she always had on a Sunday
morning, TO enable her to listen 10 the
long sermon of Rev. Mr.. Lowlad. She
would talk Of her hopes and her bur
dens, and undoubtedly she was in earn
est. But she certainly did seem 10
make her hay very comfortably while
the sun shone.
Everything on this Sunday morning
-.c ,l.eas mr. o,naranfly ntnaSanf
at Cookers Hall. In the evening, when
Mary and the mad-servants went 10
church, leaving Mrs. Baggett at home
to look after the house and GO to sleep.
Mr.. WhittIestaff walked off To the wood
cd path with his Horace. He did not
read it very long. The bits which he
did usually read never amounted to
much at a time. He would take a few
lines. and then digest them thoroughly.
wailing Over them or re. oicing. as the
case nigh. be. He was not n. the pres
cnt moment much given 10 JOY. In
termissa, Venus, diu rursus bella
moves? Parce. precor, precor.' This
was the passage o which he turned II
the present moment; and very little
was the consolation which he found in
it. What was so crafty. he said &c
himself, or o vain. as tina: an old MAI
should bark back TO the pleasures of s
time of life which was past and gone.
Non sum Gualrs cram. he said. and
then thought with shame of the tim
when he had been Tilted by Catherine
! Bailey.-the time in which he had Ger
ta;nlv been young enough TO love anC
be loved, had he been as lovable as h,
had beer prone to love. Then he pm
the book in his pocket. His latter effort
had been to recover something OF The
sweetness OF life. and not, rs had beer
the poets, to drain those dregs to TIN
bottom. But when he got home In
babe Mary tell him what MIR. Lowlaf
had said in his ami was quit.
CHEEKY in his manner OF picking Mr.
Lowlad's theology to pieces;-for Mr.
WhittleStaff did not altogether agree
with Mr.. Lowlad As to the uses TO b'
made of the Sabbath.
On the next morning he began Il
hustle about q little, as was usual will
him before he made a journey; and I
did escape him. while he was talking Il
Mrs. Baggett about n pair OF irouser'
which il turned out that he had Givei
away last summer, that he medItated
tourney to London on the mex day.
You amt a-going??" said Mrs. Bag
gett.
IL think I shall"
Then don't. Take my word for II
sir.-don't." But M. Wiitfstaf onl.
snubbed her. and nothing more Wa
. said about the journey 1t the moment
, In the course Of the afternoon visitor
, came. Miss Evelina Hall with Mis-
FORESTER had been driven into Aries
, ford. and now called in company wit
!. MIR. Blake. Mr.. Blake was full Of ri
! own good tidings. but not so fall bu
! that he could remember. before he too
: his departure. to say = half-whispeTe'
8 word on behalf of John Gordon. "Nha
! do you think. Mr.. WhittlcStaf? Sine
: YOU were al Little Alrestord we've Sc,
, tied the day"
You neeIn't be telling it TO every
) body about the country" said haiti
Forester.
Why shouldn't i tell it to my pa
ticular friends. / am sure Miss Lawri
I viii be delighted 10 hear it."
Indeed / am" said Mary.
> ..And Nix. Whittlestatf, also. Are 70
! not. Mr.. Wkittlesta!f?s
Il am very happy to hear that
4 couple whom l like so well are OOH .
. be made happy. But you have not "
> told Us the day."
The LIST of August" said Ere,in
e Hall
fro BE Continued