The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1884-08-14
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be was gone; only to the next village where
he had secured comfortable quarters, bu
he would never venture to trouble then
again, n Phyllis might safely come home
The squire, still confined to the house 81
q sprained ankle, troubled himself very
little about the matter, though he still
puzzled over the telegram, and declared
that hewculd yet find out what it meant.
Phyllis seemed to n staying will
Cousin Cornslia more tolerable than usual
for she remained three weeks, and whel
she came home she had apparently forgot
ten all about Mr.. Conroy.
On q Sunday morning. about o weel
after Phyllis return, Miss Eldridgs an
nounced, at the breakfast table, her inten
ton of driving to Fernivale, an adjoining
town, to church. She had heard that 8
nephew of Reverend John Lyman, whit
lac preached at Fernivale thirty years be
fore, was to occupy the pulpit. Reverend
John Lyman was the lover Of Miss 81
tion his name without a little futter, and {
heeting blush, although he had married
another woman, and had been dead ft
twenty years.
Phyllis, with queer little smile dimp-
ling about her mouth, said she wanted t.
strangely shy n quiet in Miss Eldridge'a
presence, drove them.
Il was q Sunday morning vary like the
one on which they had driven TO Norwich,
and they all thought Of it, but sven Nicode'
mus the garrulous did not speak of IT.
Miss Eldridge walked into church with
downcast syes and great primness, but,
when she sat down in the pew, and raised
her eyes to the pulpit, she started violently /;
anybody less digni1ed than Miss Eldridge
might be said to have jumped. Looking
calmly down at her from the pulpit, in q
clergyman's black gown, stood her late
guest and patient, 'sthe lottery felleri"
II Miss Eldridge had not all her lifetime
tainted at the shock. She east q hurried
glance at Phyllis. That young woman
looked perfectly demure n unmoved, ex.
cept for a queer little dimpling about her
mouth, and a heightened color.
Miss Eldridge could not listen to the ser.
mon. That dreadful title of the tract she
had given him-ssThe Way Of the Trans.
g~ressor"-and the still more dreadful part
ing words which she had addressed to him,
rang in her earsl
She hurried out as soon as the service
was over.
Aunt Hester, don't you think he might
expect US toto stop, and speak to him %
faltered Phyllis, when they were in the
carriage.
ST couldn't, Phyllisi I made a grea,
mistake. I wronged him very much. j
don't know whether he would speak to me-,
SO, yes, indeed he would. He knows all
about it," cried Phyllis, eagerly.
knows all about it," gasped Miss Ed
ridge.
eyes, I told him. 1 knew you would
want me to, he felt so dreadfully; and
and-he INT I are-are-if you and papa
are willing"-
"Phyllis Eldridge, how did this state Of
affairs come about?" demanded Miss FL,
bridge.
woc at our h0uca a mt Hocfor or Anlxy S,1ct
n wordt"
"Ahi it wasn't the wind that whispered
sPhyllis,'0 thought Miss Eldridge.
"But he felt so badly about your changed
manner that he wrote to me to ask what il
meant. ] couldn't tell him, and SO he
wrote again and againl When I came homs
Nicodemus told me you thought he was the
agent of e lottery, and of course ] q te
write to tell him"
Miss Eldridge tried to be severe. Phyl
lis had certainly behaved most improperly
but the young man was q minister, and hs
was o b Lyman's nephew. Her gratj1ca
ton at the state of affairs was too great tx
be concealed. But with Nicodemus it was
easy to be severe.
How did it happen that you told m,
such a story?~ she asked him.
well, you see they was expectin' the
lottery Teller over to Norwich, and wher
the young man came along they all run o.
an idea that't was him. Never found on
that 'twa'n't till the lottery Teller himself
turned up about ten days ago."
"Why didn't you tell me of your mistake
then?" asked Miss Eldridge, sternly.
"Well, I thought mebbe twas best to ler
bygones be bygones, seein' I heard he wa.
a parson, and the lottery fellow turned GU
a cheat, and cleared out with my money.
ha'n't felt much like talkin' about it. Bu
there, I never expected to get any good ou
of Parson Godfrey, and I ha'n'tw
"Papa has unraveled the mystery of tn,
telegram. He told me this morning. sale
Phyllis, ut was n Tor John 81
1t was a mistake of the telegraph operator
What strange happenings there have been.
Happenings are the Lords plans.
hope He'll never allow me to interfere will
them any more han He has now" sail
Miss Eldridge fervently.-Elizdbeth Bige
LOab. in B1IOu,s MoutbZu.