The Dillon tribune., 1885-07-04

.r4uments Of those who hold the doctrine OF
oredestination and its correlative, reproba-
ion, are logically unanswerable by the Deso
:heoloeian ever turned out OF oxford; ana
theology was not Mr.. Carruthers' pct science
10 he contented himself by expressing po-
ite hope that Mrs. Miller felt also sure OF her
ywn salvation.
"Ir' she exclaimed, and shudder as of
error ran through her. II have prayed day
md night-day and night-that answer may
no given me, that sign may be shown to
ne The answer has been given"
''Well, you found it all right, I hope said
Frank. to humcr her
She leaned forward, and again clutched his
urn. II am .one of the many" she said, il
low, thrilling whisper. Her face wore
ook Of utter hopeles:ness. Frank pit.ed the
,oor creature from tho bottom of his heart.
my good woman" he said, "your belief Is
simply a diabolical one. Get rid OF it, Ca!
rust that there Is some mercy to DO shown to
hose who ask for it, Go and TAX to Mr..
Mordle or the rector, or some ono whose b,lsi-
aess it is to Get things Of this kid straight.
Now think we had better say goodnight.
Goodnight, SIR. Thank you," she said,
with sudden return to her usual calm ard
respectful manner. Then, with bent head,
and hopelessness written all over hc:', sha
walked slowly to the door. A thought struck
Carruthcrs.
"wait a moment, !" he said; II should lilzs
TO write line to Miss Clausor."
"Love-letters will do no good, sir"
''It's not love-letter," said Frank so-ao-
what sharply. Mrs. Miller waited.
He took sheet of paper. After what
had happened he felt he could not address
- -
Clauson," and he did not dare to write my
lear Beatrice" So his letter began abrupt
", without address Of any kind. Moreover,
it was very short. Hero it is:
"Now that have asked my question, and
you have given your answer, tel me would
you rather left this place at once, or stayed
IN as intended.-Yours, F. c."
He handed the letter to Mrs. Miller. She
took it in q reluctant manner. ''Ycl Lave
not written anything upkind to hec:' she
asked.
'No.hing. Take my word fer IT,"
"And you promise You will wci.!'
II must wait, whether ike it or rot," !"
sail Frank, rather bitterly.
Goodnight, SIR Mrs. Miller crr:seyct,
md stole noiselcssly FROM tLe roclc.
Frank fell back into revc--;. How strange
that in the few hours since he bad been re-
jected two persons had bade him wait and
hope-Mordle, in his CHEEKY, optimistic way,
Mrs. Miller, in her sonbre, half-entrauced,
highly-wrought religious frenzy. Poor
womani what extraordinary ideas she held!
She must be next door to O religious mono
maniac, with her ghastly tenets of fore-or-
iainment and predest.nation.
Nevertheless, il either of his counselors
gave him hope it was this mad, ld-spoken
fanatic. She was, SO to say. Beatrice's body
servant, and as such might be presumed to
know something of the secrets of her mis-
tress' heart, or at tho least to be able to make
shrewd guess at them. So, in spite of his
own common sense, in spite of her dismal
jargon about tho elect, the seals, and the rest
Of it, the hope which springs eternal began
to throw up q tiny shoot in Mr.. Carruthers'
heart.
At last he went to bed, wondering what
answer he would receive to his letter. It is
to be hoped the premise he made Mrs. Miller
was to be more sacred than those made to
Horace and Herbert, for he blow out the
lamp anyhow. ard left the hearthrug to take
care of itself.
Alas for the ''hope eterna !" It was all
but crushed in the morning by noto from
Beatrice, which, with the pathcs attending
in with his shaving water. It ran 90:
in a postscript: "Don't think mo unkind,
It il better fer your sake"
He crushed tho paper in his hand, and
no doubt cursed, not Beatrice, but his ILL.,
luck. He could not go away that day. He
felt that such sudden departure would
yet the brothers gcssiping ard trying to
account for its cause. But, as persons
generally do in such extremities. Lo received
letter or a telegram, the nature OF which
made it imperative he should leave on the
morrow.
Horace and Herbert expressed genuine sor.
row at this sudden termination to his visit,
They pressed him to come to Hazlewoo(]
House at the end Of the next term. HI
promised to do SO. Only by foreswearina
himself could be avoid giving an EXPLANATION
Of what made his presence for the future I'M
possible. OF course he saw Beatrice As usual
but neither by word or look did he allutle tt
what had passed between them. On her par1
she seemed shy and constrained, and the ole
apathetic manner appeared to have reasssrt
Ell it's sway. Or. Car1uthers' cure for NOR
hidncss was q failurel
The moment for departure came Horac,
had taken the reins. Herbert was besid,
him. Franks portmanteaus were stowet
away in the big wagonette. He turned t,
bake hands with Beatrice II came here a.
invalid In hody," he said to himself; Il g,
'"ay with a chronic mental disease. IT,
ex hange is a sorry oue.'
Won't You come with us, Reatrices" askes
Herbert.
s'he drew back her outstretchctl hand. an,
hesitated. Frank turned his eyes away. 81
would in no way plead for this concession
suddenly, ard in defiant way, which sucI
trivial matter by no means seemed to ca]
for, she exclaimed, ''Yes, will come. Wal
Tor me one minute" In one minute. lits,
ally, she was back again, in her hat an,
jacket, and seated opposite Frank.
Few w.,~fas Nv .seG ho<,.,.,,> IL.