The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1885-07-03
it il one of my deacons had not had

| anu Jnlnk tnat my congregation ratner
liked the idea of a young dominic. 1 had
about come to the conclusion that l
would live and die a country parson
but here am"
"With Sc. 900 year and comfort
able house." added Mr.. Leigh.
The parson frowned. "a man with
four children has no right to slight q
chance of bettering his fortune; but it
was not the money that brought me to
New York. There is work here-"He
broke off suddenly, perhaps because he
saw the shadow of sneer on Mr..
Leigh's lips. "And you are still living
in Philadelphia ?" he asked.
"Yes, indeed; I would not live any
where else. New Workers may turn up
their noses and call it village, but
Philadelphia suits people who belong to
the old Quaker stock"
"Quakerl You haven't turned
Friend?" The parsons eyes lit on the
glittering scarf pin. "You used to be
an Episcopalian when we were in ool-
lege."
II am yet" said Mr.. Leigh; "but my
ancestors were Quakers-sort OF cousins
of old Penn, you know"
"You have son, believe to perpet-
uate the name?" the parson remarked
dryly.
"One son-an only child. Morton is
"a, and reading law in my office. A
bright fellow, too; never gives me a
moments uneasiness; always at work ;
steady-going; no boyish nonsense about
him."
"Twenty-four, the parson repeated,
"and no boyish nonsense about him ?
There is a good deal of nonsense about
my boys, I am hap-sorry to say. Still,
I hope they won't disgrace me. There
mother thinks they are right, and l am
learning every day of my life that my
wisdom, as compared with hers is be-
meath contempt. can hardly believe
you have son of "a. Why, you are
a spruce young man yourself"
"Thanks to life free from excesses
of any kind" said Mr.. Leigh. "And L
married early-I advocate an early mar
riage, if man has money enough to
support family. This waiting to
scrape together paltry income is ter
ribly hard on young man. Yes, l mar
ried early, and have every reason to
believe that my son will follow my ex-
ample"
'Sop the parson exclaimed, raising
his eyebrows very high. 1 am glad to
hear that I married early myself, but
it was on one of the paltry incomes-a
thousand dollars to be accurate"
r "a thousand dollarsw cried Mr..
Leigh, in horror.
eyes, and we were happy" DR..
Melton rose as he spoke, his eyes stray
ing toward photograph of his wife
that stood on the mantel shelf. He
took his pipe and filled it, smiling alb
sently the while "I can't offer you
cigar" he said, "but if pipe"
"Thank you. have cigar with
me-" said Mr.. Leigh.
The two gentlemen smoked for few
minutes in pensive silence.
''And who is your boy to marry"
asked the doctor.
"Oh, it is not quite arranged yet"
$50 you arrange marriages in Phila-
delphia? And this particular marriage
is not quite arranged? Humphl 1
don't understand that sort of thing
Up in the country it is, Mary, I love
you,' and Jack, I love you in return
and then my services are called for.
How does one arrange a marriage in
Philadelphia
The touch of sarcasm was quite lost
on Mr.. Leigh, who had crossed his legs
and sat absorbed in thought, frowning
at the patent-leather tip of his neat
shoe. His host watched him until he
his legs and looked up.
Have you any daughters, doctor?"
he asked.
"Two of them,"
"Grown up?"
II hope so; otherwise they will tower
over my head"
"And do you understand them ?"
asked Mr.. Leigh, with gravity that
made the parsons blue eyes twinkle and
;he corners of his mouth twitch.
"Oh no, 1 don't understand them;
lon't understand any creature in petit
,oats; but my daughters are good girls,
md their mother assures me that they
re remarkable gifted. What do
want to understand them for?"
ONE circumstances" Mr.. Leigh re-
MARKED. Damn IL! he EXCLAIMED,
With sudden energy, "Oh I beg your
,ardon, he added.
81 don't mind; there are times when a
nan is refreshed by the trill of a Curse"
aid the parson, who read Jean Paul.
What is the matter, though? What
irl do you think it might be ar advan-
age to understand"
"My ward" answered Mr.. Leigh.
he is an orphan, far-away cousin of
ly wife, and she has lived with us for !
be past five years. She has nice lit
Q fortune; she is pretty; she Is we'll [
red" i
"That goes without saying" NUT {
red the parson, stroking his long 8
card. |
"But she hasn't grain of common 8
nse." Mr.. Leigh rose, took up po- v
tion on the rug, slipped his left hand t
lder the short tails of his cut-away a
at, and gesticulated with his right as a
warmed to his story. "Last sum- G
err" he began, "she was 81, and just
t of school. She wentt Cape May v
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