The Red Cloud chief., 1884-05-02


was very cross. There was n stormy
interview; so far the paragraphs that
appeared in the weekly Journals were
quite accurate. But it i quite false taS
| am instructed - say that Julian
literally cut the episcopal a1rUn strings
with = carving knife. Still, l admit
the interview, and | also am bound TO
acknowledge its stormy character
The succeeding week was 4 fierce Il
for everybody concerned. The Bishop
rouu ily slated three rcctors and 4
and sacked 4 cu-ate who had presumed
Ia adont 3 o sou western position
during the collection; julian had 2 bad
weeE =. >andOwn. naturally enough.
for ne only backed horses whose names
bean with X: N - Crabbie read =
paper on Historic Feminine Sinners"
before the Netting Hill Debating So
ciety. and Kitty cried. THESE events
are now matters OF history.
The subject came up again, and this
time the bishop Wa volcanic. Marry
her. dare 10 dream OF marrying her.
and YOU may 60 and play lawn-teanis
with Tom Hughes. in New Rugby. Tor
a summe aud Starve for the rest o.
YOUR life. j won send YOU To the Bar;
III stop your allowance; I'll cry down
your credit-O, Julian, you-you-
ApuStatc,
l. WIS the ONLY word the Bishop
could think of n the moment and Ii
fitted remarkably well
But the Auostate was very quict in
deed, this tine -meckly seemed TO a.
quieScc in hI> fathers views; and then.
10 the Bishops hewilderment. threw
o er all engagements. refused ali irvi-
%tationS. AMI settled down subc-ly and
d~i>c-eet,v Il work in Mr.. M-e>on Wei
bv'S chambers. with whom ie was read
ing. Home To dinner pun.tuallv every
evening talked a Little politics or >ensa-
fiona, trial with the Old gentleman, hut
after his coffee promptly b-took himself
To EiS STOREY" his ..Tayior." his
broom" and his first brand new copy
of the ..Reporl>.' Julian meant to be
n barrister. and. oddly enough. ev dent
" meant learn law before instead Of
>upS -guent To, his beng called. which
shows what a very original young man
he WAS.
1t was ~perpleXin~. Julian the Apps
tate had recanted his social here Y so
thoroughly that the Bishop WIS -USpi-
cious. The man worked. 40 doubt %
il. and would have nothing Il say to the
cloud Of white cards tina; settled n. over
the mirror in his study like = iloc6 of
butterflies. He was seemingly happy:
and the whole thing was perfectly
amazing.
| rrirve to say that His Lord>hip be-
came a kind of amateur detective. he
watched every letter that arrived; ne
called on Mee>on Weinv. and found
that ms son was his most %punctual and
most Industrious pupil.
Il assure YOU. nv Lord Bishop
said that distinguished adVoease. ''he
know Il vast deal of practical law, and
has the makinUS of 4 very excellent
devil IN him. The expression was
startling hut very gratifying when prop
erly explained. still. there the matter
was. Julian the Merry had become Jul
Ian the Mysterious and there was no
clcw 10 il al.
One memorable evening the Bishop,
having finished the sketch of z charge
II mean. nf cour:c such a Char-r a.
would he produced ny Bishop Butler,
o Mrs. Butler). SAT in his study brood
inc over it all. He was dom ms best
for III boz" he kept repeating TO him
self: but his spiritual wreStl nTS were
disturbed some way. and between him
and the fire there AM n moments 4
glimpse of a certain wistful little IL e
hc had once seen with julian in the
park, and 4 photograph of which said
. little fac hung framed in old-C1ld
plush beside Julian bed. His Lord
ships musings were interrupted by the
sound OF his sons quick step on The
stairs. ana then his voice
"AIl right, Pollard. I'm lust running
u { o pos: a letter; I'll be- back TO dress
in five minutes
You can post it here. Master .Ju-
lian," said the voice of the old retainer.
the Bishops butler: I'm taking his
10 dship'> letters pres ntlv.'
Quite sure 1t viii go AL right. Pol
lard? Very well. then. There was 3
metallic flap as the letter was
dropped into the BIG oak pillar-box that
stood N the nall. and then Julian ran
back TO his study.
A letter. To whom: WHY wish 10
pHSt it h mSelf? And then | fear some
little demon had the audacity to whi>-
per il the Bishops ear. TO- that good
man WAS diSquietcd. and rose from MS
chair. The o seemed hot. 80 he
opened the door. The hall looked cool.
so ne walked into il. There WAS no one
there. Like Eu.ene Aram. ne took
three hast strides" and then stopped
opposite the OAK letter-box. OF which he
ami Pollard had duplicate KEYS
After ali. IN re can be no harm in
Just SEEING la whom he i writing; it
might be some vile monev-lende-; and.
besides. added the Bishop to himself:
Il NAV possibly have misdirected some
of NV own letters Still he paused
and the little demon kept whisper ,ng:
Take ii out. take ii out" Finally.
with a quick-beatiny heart. the Bishop
opened the 10 Was that q noise? No.
only the parrot. Hate parrots he
thought. a ne peeped in. Yes. there il
was. right on the top of the p lie. ad-
dressed in .Julian's bic. good-natured
sor; o: a scrawl. Feeling very like a
fraudulent bank secretary borrowing
securities from the a. = nc ROOM, but
still urging on his conscience that ne
vas doing ii for the best" the Bishop
put the letter IN his pocket. slammed
the door of the box. and retreatcd with
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