Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1885-10-30

than one eaa choose a dark or 8 fair Skin:
but whilst the curate was willing 10 allow
that the name of Morile was an unavoidable
congenital misfortune, its conjunction with
Sylvanus he looked upon as q foul crime, and
reviled the gcdfathers and gcdmothers who
had tackled such soft-sounding appellation
on to Mordle.
On the principle Of living it down, he was
always brisk ard CHEEKY in his manner. 1t
WAS never toe hot, never too cold, never too
sunny, never tho windy for the SylvanuS
Mordle- He proached almost merry sermons,
conveyed IN short, iaciSive sentences, ratified
out ii - quick, decisive, quits~heyond-doubt
way. HIS phrases followed one smother like
the detonSdoIs CT a cracker. They seemed
designed - slap TIE listener ON the breast,
and hammer and hammer away ct that sim
haraesled receptacle, as il meaning by series
Of repeated blows II enforce conviction and
obedience. They were crisp, strong. muscular
eNhortationS, osuinently suited 10 the spiritual
needs OF the p>orer parishioners> Only when
he preached a funeral sermon could Mr. Nor
dies style be caviliel at, On such an occasion
he vas boaad to h 6cahly careful not 10 set
his manner mixed up with his name, 81 some
times his discourse did not quite satisfy the
b>-sit relations and growing friends
Ru. a GENERA! sermon was only due II de
cea.>,>l I.ae-ublr Of one OF the families OF
position; moreover, oa&hury is a healthy
spot, All when an important death did occur
the rector was usually in his place to do his
duty. 81 the Rev. Sylvanus managed very
we'll
For q reSs, he was a man OF about thirty.
ple,aSaut-,ooSing and popular, not diSliainful
Of the goIsi things Of this world Vet not ham
kering after theln--loing the whole work Of a
curata and threy~fourthS Of that Of rector
for one hundred and twenty pounds a year
1t was lucky he had g good constitution and a
small fortune of his own!
This afternoon Mr. Morile felt the Tai
bertS' excuses no slight 70 himself He
begged the brothers might not be disturbed
He was quite content that Miss ClauSon
should entertain him tete-a.tete as long as
possible He inquired if amy news had ar
rived about the missing mother; then, turn
ing his attention to the child. went through a
variety of those little actions which grown-up
people. rightly or wrongly, suppose ingra-
tiate children. Noticing how the pretty boy
Clung to Eeatrice he complimented her on
her rapid conquest OF his aifections-a COM
pliment in which Miss Clauson might have
found a deeper meaning lurking had She
cared to look for it He would have called
much earlier to learn what had TRANSFERRED
but had been compelled to attend a funeral
several miles off. He alluded 10 the melan-
choly reason for his delay with as much
cheerfulneSS as many people mention we'd
ding
And where are your uncleS;" he asked.
'ln the housckcepcrs room" answered
Beatrice, demurely.
Busy, of enthusiastically. Bad day to
call. What are they about nowf'
As he jerked out his short sentences,
Beatrice glanced at him and saw his ewes
twinkling. She could not help smiling
'Wcll-what is it I" asked Mr. Mordle
The girl gave n little gurgle of laughter.
The curate once more repeated his question
''Oh, Mr. Morile, said Beatrice, ''they are
doing the clothes"
Quite right; some one must do them
Now | wonder, he continued i'll a more re-
Elective way than usual, Il wonder if they
look them out for the wash ON MONDAYS"
''Oh, no; net SO bid as that. But did YOU
ever know anything so funny
Took you by surprise, of courseF' said the
curate br:Skly.
Yes had heard something about ii, but
the reality overwhelmed me. Uncle Horace
doing woodwork was my first experience
The next morning l found Uncle Herbcr0
doing out stores To the cook And to soc them
manage the house better than any womanl"
"DeI!ghtful. | could tell you snue very
aniusi, {, things, Miss Clauson.n
please don't. They arc SO kind TIM ! ;uuiable
can't bear to laugh ut them"
They are kind. | love them dearlT. What
my poor people would do without them cant
think. Ii they'll leave You CROUCH 20 do,
you're certain TO be happy here"
B2at:iccs 2.ilGd. she re!lcr.tts.- ia horror
they had displayed ut the Elie taC.l 1t Of her
having any part i'll the domestic ~ ;a.is yuept.
Of Lakewood Hc1se. Il seemed L. :, AiurGs
this he LAD never seen Miss Clauson look SO
nright ana lively us shs looked to-day ShO
looked most lovingly at the child, who, tired
OF his pay, lay peacefully on her lap.
''iic | Ei,ge not enough to do" she said,
her band the while caressing the boys golden
head. Mr.. Mordle, wish you would help
me il scine, hing"
Anything everything command me- y
SAID the culatc, il his quickest, most decisive
way.
Il haze ta.,n such fancy to this drar
iutle Ilal, that, supposing his people do not
reveal Themselves, | want To persuade my
uncles To let me keep him. | could be so
happy with him here" She kissed and fondled
the boy.
Now that he saw whittier his rash promise
was to lead him, Mr.. Mordle paused and
hesitatcd. Il am sure Uncle Herr ert wouldn't
mind, adde Beatrice.
'Alr. TalbcTt would never consent" said
Mr Mord.e
"Ehas halrl would 1t do asked Beatrice.
Tn Rev. Syivanus was SILENT He did not
like to tel tie girl that the retention at
Haziewooi House of this mysteriously sent
child might create scandal.
"You viii help me, will you not" pleaded
Beatrice. The look in her eyes turned Syl.
vanuS' heart into wax