The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1886-02-11

brilliancy Of the staircase, his clear-cut
features lost their gauntness; and one
noted the striking intellect OF his large
white brow, and the limpid beauty of his
rather dreamy eyes. When the door opened,
he smiled straight over at the rose-colored
velvet figure, and advanced, holding ovt
his band and saying very sweetly:
oI'm sorry I'm late, Miss J~ollibert."
She did not speak until she had poured
tea into the two teacups, and seated her
self with her own In the armchair which
II dare say you were rather surprised
when you had my note this afternoon,
He stirred his tea slowly. looking at her,
and smiling again.
81 was curious to know what could
be b important matter that was
troubling Miss Jollibert's mind, and 1 was
glad, very glad, to think perhaps l was GO
ing to be Of some use to my old friend, Miss
She played with her diamond rings a lit
tie ~nervously and turning her head looked
into the fire.
IAN old friend; yes, SO you are. You
seem to have been an old friend all my
life. lean not remember the time when I
did not know you. 1 know that other peo-
pie call me foolish and vain behind my
back, and somehow Or other I know that
you never do. Would you rather that l
VOlu yOu NOW WudU Is upon my mluu-OI
would you rather wait a ~1ittlef"
Stretching up, he settled the little tea-cup
carefully amongst theS evres china on the
mantel-piece, and crossing his legs, folded
his white hands composedly on his apron.
at once, Mario ,rl WI Why y delay ss i W anything vt dnea You ~
may have to ayr"
She hesitated an instant longer, the fire.
light playing round her heavy eyelashes.
The long and short OF the thing is this
eha co;1 gg-k "a, Al ~, klfo q, --L.I ,..-lA L.
called the short Of it and the long will come
after. l have made up my mind to go over
The Bishop increased his legs with a sud-
den movement, and stared at Miss Jollibert.
After an instant's pause, he raised himself
once more, and brought his tea-cup care
fully Town from the mantel-piece again.
"My DEAR said he, ''could I trouble you
for just q leeae more sugar; just the Least
thing. Thank you, thank you: Ali"
than an interjection and with it -he half
closed one eye, and infinitely inspected
with the other the morsel Of currant bun
he was engaged in eating. There was some
i~rritate. Miss Jollibert slightly, for she
pushed her chair back from the fire, and
asked him very quickly: ibid your Lord
ship not hearmol"
He finished the currant bun, and folded
his hands composedly. again.
"So.'' repeated he, "you have quite made
up your mind to go over to Romea"
-"Quite," said Miss Jollibert; and after an
i~nstant's pause, unbroken except for the
cracking of the flames, she added "Quin,'
1sWhyi' ~ asked the Bishop, quickly.
ION account of my convictions" replied
Miss Jollibert, still more quickly.
"Ahi" sighed the Bishop once more. His
Lordship passed his hand slowly all over
his heavy masses Of .f1axen hair. Miss
Jollibert fastened her large brown eyes
upon him rather mournfully, and after q
minute, began to talk.
tsOf course it has taken me q long time to
make up my mind; and, Of course, I am
very sorry. ! ave studied Butler, and
Jeremy Taylor, and Luther's ~treatises, and
Manning and Newman. I have fought
against my convictions as I never fought
against any thing before; and yet, in spite
OF course I am very sorry that It should be
80. In a case like this, however, ! think
that on%eisnot, perhaps, entirely responsible
for ones own conversion"
The Bishop inspected the side of his
handsome foot, and settling himself yet
little more comfortably, nodded with much
possibly not, my dear"
Miss Jollibertf flushed slightly.
"No," she resumed, with some warmth
why of course o must know yourself,
Bishop, that most ancient theologfans, and
all prophets, foretold the foundation Of one
permanent and Apostolic Church. / DOM
suppose that even the Bishop of Manchester
would care to assert that Church to be the
Church of England
chester, took a long sip of his tea, and
Miss Jollibert, smiled. "My dear,n said he,
gently, II always feel very difident about
making any assertions
with n eliUhf fravnnr An hnr vnino
Just think what it is for me to be
convinced, firmly convinced, in my mind,
Of there being no English Church, no En-.
glish Rites, no English Orders to be relied
upon"
"O-ht" said he, wheeling sharp round
and snatching another little bit of currant
bun from the plate. $50 I'm not q Bishop2'
"No," cried Miss Jollibert, half angrily
and half in laughter; sat least, I don't
up my mind that You are. I am very sorry
to say u things. Don't be angry with
me, Bishop"
He stretched his hand out for the little
poker Poker ant. and E g sharp p tsg to 3 bit Of Goa:
dear" said he, ruefully. ST ought never t1
ave meddled with the fire, you see-just al
you ought never to have meddled with the
theologians. Hand me the tongs, Marion. .
coming sas si into ss her re e daTs eyes Ssss a TT aHsh Is Of Of no es ass
to talk to me in that way; no use saying
anything, since I nave quite made up nv
mind. And besides that, ~ she added, after
a slight pause, with her eyes fixed an~xiously
upon the back of the Bishops fair head
Just then within dangerous proximity Of
the Crate: 81 have quite made up my
mind that Pm going to dispose of my
house, and my horses, and my furniture
and everything; and Immediately after ]
have collected.th money, I shall go. into q
He put the tongs carefully own or
his long white fingers into Miss Jollibert'f
sugarbasin, brought out a little pointee
lump, and balanced it dreamily in the air
"Ah," sighed he again.
Miss Jollibert pushed her chair bach
abruptly, and stood before him. why de
you only answer ali, like thata l asked
you here to help me, because you Away.
used to help me with things; and now you
only answer VI" Then. turning suddenly
away, she crossed both hands upon thu
upon them. 30, don't you see what it is
Don't you understand? What is the use o
q carriage, and horses, and furniture, anl
wealth lik mine? What is the use of life
I want to do something; Iwant to live"
The Bishop rose. He drew one OF he
own over it. 81 understand,n he sail
huskily, and looked straight into the fire.
The snow ratified against the window
and the wind howled roun the corner o
the square. He leaned one elbow on tn
gold-colored plush, and rested his fair heat
be a Bishop. There was scarcely a silve
thread mingled with the glistening masses
Miss Jollibert, too, as she stood in tn
fire light, looked the perfection of
1t would have seemed as if the weigh
| of her hand ODpresSed the RishOp