Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1885-08-02

away. Frank, with his head In fe meat,
walked across to tho library. Dimiy h
guessed at somcthing-iiot the truth, but
something which from It's vague terrors wa,
worse than the truth. And In consequences
of that hnlf-formed guess he turned traitor
at once and began to fight on Beatrice's side,
ready TO aid her and to keep her uncles in
the dark. He paused at the door, and called
TO Whitaker. Whitaker came "You set
that fellow down properly, Mr.. Carruthas,r
he said. approvingly.
'Did IL IL lwere you, Whitaker, Ishould
not mention the affair to your masters
Sir" said Whitaker, with emotion, II
should bc ashamed to breathe word about
1t. Both Mr.. Horace and Mr.. Herbert
would be 80 mortified at the thought Of
servant of theirs being called such an op-
probrious epthet"
~ should not mention it to the maids
either, Whitaker"
"Sirl" exclaimed Whitaker, in a tone Of
great surprise.
forgot"
"Yes, sir, you did," said Whitaker, with
true dignity; but, nevertheless, IL only in
order to show thore was no i'll feeling, tax
ing the two half lf-crowns which Frank ton
dercd him
Who wa this man 80 anxious to ascertain
Beatrice's whereaboutsi Leaving out Of the
question his ungentlemanly behavior n
Whitaker, instinct told Carruthers that b
was not OF the class from which Beatrice
drew her friends. Spurious metal; no eigh-
teen carat stamp anywhere, he felt certain.
Horace and Herbert would look gentlemen,
whether dressed In the pink OF fashion or
lounging about in rags-not that they ever
did the latter-so, although he was too
modest TO add his own name, would Frank
Carruthers, But this fellow!
Suddenly Carruthers started from his un
happy musings. Why had he let the man
got Why not have forced him to say for
what purpose he wanted the addressi He
took his hat and ran quickly down the drive
and along the lane in the hope Of overtaking
the man. He ran right down to the village,
but saw nothing Of him. Hervey had
caught a passing cab, and was now well on
his way back to Blacktown, and carrying
the pleasant reflection that Beatrice's man
ner of getting out Of her difficulty had put
him into cleft stick. He began TO wish he
had been contented with money, and fore
gone revenge. In the nineteenth century an
attempt Mt revenge proves failure in nine
ty-nine cases out of a hundred.
Although Carruthers did not find the man
he wanted he found some one else--Sylvanus
Mordle. Sylvanus and his tricycle. 'rmed
the centre of a sympathetic group Of vii
layers. Something had gone wrong with
the metal steed, and the curate, smiling a. il
foundered tricycle. was one Of the greatest
unexpected blessings that can visit clergy
man, was examining wheels, spokes, cranks
and chains. Various suggestions, some
prompted by rustic wit, were hazarded by
lockers on: Got the stageers;' wants a
feed, poor thing" light fire under him,
SIR" etc, etc. Sylvanus took the jokes of
his flock in good part, but, presently looking
up, saw Carruthers among the spectators.
He left his helpless machine, and the two
friends shook hands warmly.
Here" said Mordle, turning to his flock,
''bring that affair to my house, some Of you.
Now, old fellow" to Frank, ''come and have
a chat. Heard you were to be down this
week. Come to my lodgings" He took
Franks arm and swept him away.
Cant give you more than cup Of tea
he continued, tobacco and tea-that's the
worst of being in the church. Can't dare to
offer friend whisky until after 10 O'Clock
at night. An enemy might 60 by un-
awares."
He ratified on merrily, and appeared to be
in the highest spirits. This, Of course, was
because he felt certain that Franks second
visit to Oakbury would not have been paid
had Beatrice remained an unattainable prize
Frank only came again because he felt sure
that a second attempt would mean success
Lots to say to you--lots," jerked out Syl-
vanus as they entered his rooms. Fan
Shave writes me that you are going to give
up coaching. Want to hear all about it; but
a., l.,
tear
Wonderful thing tea is,r he continued.
'Cheap tea clips Christianity tremendously.
Great blessing" He put the already steam
ing kettle fully on the fire, and opened a
canister 'I-I, Sylvanus Mordle, found
out the error of modern tea-making People
make it as they made it twenty years ago,
when it cost seven and six pound-spoon-
full each head, one for tho pot go on
sliding scale, according to price" He abso-
lutely shoveled in the tea, and dashed the
boiling water on it. snow two minutes,
and then pour. The aroma the soul Of the
tea, is caught. Tastem
Frank thought that even an aroma must
be cunning and subtle il it managed to es-
cape this bustling, energetic parson. The
tea was certainly good.
Now" said Mordle, stretching out his
long legs, "tell me the news"
During the process of tea making Frank
had been rejecting. He saw that he wanted
aid-more aid than Horace and Herbert,
whose one idea was to conceal Beatrice's
fight from the neighboring gossips, could
give him. He knew that Sylvanus was true
as steel, and would keep the secret. He
hoped to gather from him some useful partic-
ulars as to Beatrices everyday life during
tl,.,l lo-t fax fhu ca hA toll S.l,
the news-the whole news.
And having told it, Frank Carruthers saw
what few, very few in this world have ever
seen, that was the Rev. Sylvanus Mordle
looking the picture of utter misery and self
reproach. The change in the man positively
startled Carruthers.
"Its been on my mind ever since,n said
Mordle, dejectedly.
Whats been on your mindi For mercy's
sake speak out if you have any clue to give"
~ have been very wrong. ought never
to have yielded. But l did. l couldn't
refuse"
'.Did WHAT Pull yourself together and
tell me what you mean"
Mordle did So and gave Frank the whole
history of the expedition to Blacktown.
Frank, who few hours before had beard
all about the Rawlings claim, tried to relieve
Mordle's mind, and to a certain extent sue
cecded. However, the curate still retained
the impression that the visit to the Cat
md Compasses' was in some way responsible
for the girls flight. Frank had some trouble
to get him to promise to withhold his con-
fession from the Talberts.
He resolved to find this woman whom Bea-
trice had visited, and to learn what occurred
at the interview. He felt half inclined to
yeer round to Horace's original theory, that
Beatrice had fed to insure her pets safety.
Perhaps the man with whom Whitaker had