Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1885-05-17

mitted to his inspection, Herbert 1aIbert
opened his eyes in astonishment at one item
with which he was charged. ~ don't UNDER
stand this, ," he said, laying his finger on one
amount which stood against him. Horace,
without looking, knew what it was. He had
weighed the matter carefully before he made
that particular entry.
II think l have charged il as low as in JUS.
tice l could" he said
"But why is it charged at allg" asked Her.
bert, raising his eyebrows.
Now the entry was: wages oI nurse, six
months, 80 los. Od.; estimated keep of nurse
and child for six months, say 427 los. 3D.;
total, f37 6s Cd.
II thought" said Horace, slowly-'tin fact
your manner at various times gave me to un-
derstand-that it was right and just should
make this entry"
Herbert's face grew red. He was as nearly
in rage as he had ever been in his life. Yet
he answered not in words. He took o quill
pen and drew thick ink line through tho
entry, thereby giving Horace mornings
work In re-copying his elaborate statement
and altering the totals.
Nothing more was said. Herbert's manner
Of denial was more emphatic than words. His
brother knew that he would never have dis
puted q sixpence which he was justly liable to
pay. Horace did not apologize for his sus-
picion he felt that having allowed Herbert to
blot and mutilate his fair balance sheet with
out a word Of protest was more than enough
compensation, and no doubt Herbert thought
the same, for peace was restored, and the
matter never again mentioned
Tho consequence was that, after the June
audit, even Horace was unable to frame any
theory to account for the way in which the
hpyy had raI tlar, L Ia
moreover, he had been rather taken in-that
his consent to the child's remaining had been
won under false pretences or, rather, because
he had deceived himself However, it was
now too late to alter the course of events, and,
to tell the truth, Horace Talbert, in his own
grave, solemn way, petted the child almost as
much as Beatrice did.
About this time the Rev. Sylvanus Mordle
made great resolve. Months ago he had
come to the conclusion that Miss Clauson's
gray eyes and classical face had wrought
havoc with his heart. The NJ. B. waistcoat,
which covered it-Sylvanus was orthodox at
least in his attire-might have been of wet
tissue paper for the little protection it had af-
forded him. He had not until now met the
woman he wished to make his wife, although
his single state was in no wise due to any
views as to the peculiar fitness of celibacy for
the priesthood. Such iniquitous doctrines he
secuted, as they deserve to be secuted, by all
who owe anything to the fierce, brave vulgar
coarse and truly human reformer who boldly
asserted that comforts Of married life were
not superluous luxuries. After Miss Clauson
had been at Hazlewood House for O month,
the curate knew that crisis in his fate was
approaching. He slapped himself heartily on
his broad chest, and told the Rev. Sylvanus
Mordle that here at last was the one maid for
him.
This, SO far as it went, was eminently sat-
isfactory. Unluckily, or luckily, there are
two parties to every bargain, two sides to
every hedge, and the curate felt that tho
hedge between himself and Miss Clauson was
high one.
Nevertheless, like bold man, he went to
work to climb it or break through it. 1t
was, indeed, high time he took some action in
the matter. Under the present circum-
stances, he found his enforced habit of ap-
pearing cheerful to all, even himself becom-
ing great strain upon his resources. There
were times when he felt tempted to seek some
secluded corner of his pariah and sigh dole
fully beneath its famous oaks. Times when,
in his own words, he felt inclined to go out
and bay the moon, or generally do what is
consoling to unsettled lovers.
All this and more, for the sake OF Beatrice
ClAusons gray eyes, brown hair and straight
profilel The Rev. Sylvanus was, indeed, in
q bad way and knew he should not be his
own man again until his love was crowned,
or kicked into the gutter
So one Sunday evening he preached crisp,
axhilarating, detonating sermon, in which he
showed his parishioners how right it was that
man should choose helpmeet. He preached
1t really to encourage himself, but its imme-
date effect upon his flock was that on the
next Sunday the banns Of marriage between
no less than three couples were called; SO it
must have been most convincing discourse.
On the Monday he mounted his tricycle.,
and, after going his parochial round, drove or
propelled himself on tremulous wheels 10
Hazlewood House.
Sylvanus on his tricycle. was lovely sight,
but one which, upon its first introduction,
filed Oakblry with CONSERVATION To see a
clergyman, in long black coat and broad
brimmed lat, working vigorously with mus
cular legs, and sending himself along at the
rate Of ten miles an hour, was an upheaval
Of all traditions, Only his popularity saved
him. Indeed, old Mrs. Pierrepont, "a parish
ioner in a chronic state Of aggrievedness,
wrote to the bishop on the subject. She
called it "bicycle machine" not exaggerat-
ing, but diminishing, SO far as wheels went.
The bishop was startled. A curate careering
about the country on couple Of wheels did
seem out of place. So his lordship wrote to
the rector Of Oakbury on the subject, and the
rector handed the letter to Sylvanus. So far
- ne, une rector, was concerneo, Ills ouis-
might have flown about on broomstick il
by 20 doing he kept tho bother Of the parish
on his nlperior's hands
TO Be CONTINUED.