Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1888-08-09

the garden ana, regardless OF OctOOer
dews and chill y air, threw himself OH
seat and strove TO account for what had
happened, and 10 determine Its result so
far as his own future was concerned.
mo i won't groveL" said Frank.
''Most fellows seem TO grovel when they
! are In love. Hang IL, l won't! I'll be
original In that respect IL have to cut my
heart cut
These remarks were of course appll-
cable to con fusion number three-a con-
clusion at which love always laughs.
Give prouder man than Mr.. Carruthers,
and as hope!essly In love with woman.
that woman, IL she wished, might have
| fresh declaration o: undyinR passion,
every week In the year. Oh. yes-all
lovers can ''grovel" II needs be.
BY and by curious within seized this
particular lover. He would go down and
see Syl'anus Mordle. Not that he wished
| to unbosom his woes TO the rurate-that
would be groveling with venaeance-but
there seemed n grim propriety in seeking
and sitting with q other man who was
rowing in the same boat, or, to put 1t
POLITICALLY, the man whose bark OF JOY
had been wrecked up the same rock as
his own. Besides. Mordle would be sure
to talk about Miss Clauson-he always
did. What a fool l am" said Frank
more bitterly than ever. Nevertheless,
he walked down to the curate's lodgings.
When Frank was shown into his room
Mordle jumped up and greeted him cheer
| fully, "Hallo!" he jerked out you
here? Why, what's up?'
II only came for a smoke and chat. ="
Thought YOU had every one-all the
swells up at the house tonight"
Frank started. quite forgot them"
he said, with lack of caution unusual to
him.
Forgot them! How shocked Horace
Will be how grieved Herbert. No mat
ter. Here you are. "
Whilst speaking, the curate hustled
about lie opened a drawer, took out
box Of cigars, then shut the drawer with
bang. He opened a cupboard took out
title of whisky, then slammei the cup
board DOR. lie slapped the cigars. the
whisky, a water bottle, and glass on I'll"
table in front of Frank, and waited for
TO help himself.
LOOK here Carruthers, said Mordle,
briskly. "YoI forget dinner-party,
You come to chat and smoke with me,
y on don't smoke-you don't chat What's
up 80
Nothing" Frank reused himself and
! took cigar.
Nothing" said the curate. THAT
mean everything.
''Well then. eNeryth 'ng.
''And everything, as | take It, means
tell me what ii NJ ans, Carruthers. May
l wish you joyP'
| There was a Jump in Sylvanus throat,
but he chohed it down manfully, Frank
wondered at the curate s quickness In
guessing. Men In love always wonder at
the preternatural gift of detection with
| which their friends seem endowed.
May l wish you joy?" reiterated Nor
die.
you may wish wat you like; but the
truth is we are partners in misfortune"
You have tried
"And failed" Frank raped the words
out sharply. Mordle looked the pict re
OF surprise. lie held his hand out to his
visitor.
Hang it," said Frank. Il don't want
pity. II you bore it l suppose can.
'0ur cases are different You felt GER
tain of success"
Did l? If so, it was only one OF the
delusions natural TO man of my age.
Explain"
The older you grow the more liable
you are to decisions. man between
thirty and forty more easily delu les him
self into believing that a woman loves
him than a boy of twenty do 8.
''Ha"' said Mordle. "All new to me,
this. Lei me think it over" The curate
loved an argument of this sort Present
ly he looked up.
That all rot" he sad. boy of
twenty modest and good-cant see any
reason for woman's loving him. Man
of thirty OF forty-succesful in life, say
measured his strength against his fellows
can help feeling he's quite worth be
ing loved. See how falacious your argu-
ment"'
"Seyer mind " said Frank; 1t doesn't
matter which way you take It
Il say continued Mordle, laying his
hand on Franks shoulder. 'Listen to
my advice. Don't you take no for an
answer"
'I'l ask no woman twice to be my
wife" said Frank. with conclusion num-
Der thre. fresh in his mind
"You might ask this enc twenty times
and feel happy II YOU got her then. But
twenty times went be needed. She loves
you now, Csrruthers.
What folly you talk. :"
II don't never talk folly. l have
seen you together. l have watched her
closely as | watch one of my flock who
leans toward dissent l have seen what
you haven t seen. and again | say, don'i
take No for an ans or. 2"
LET as talk OF something else, " said
Frank. All the same the old provert
about the locke -on and the game came to
his mind. Under some circumstances
there Is much so!ace to be got out OF prov.
CRIBS.
They talked OF something else, but as II
always docs when man is in love- that
something else veered round ever to the
one thing. At last Frank threw the end
of his cigar away and ale the ourate
good night. Mordle emphatic CHEEKY
assertion that he on ht not to despair had
done IN good, although he still swOre he
would not ''grovel and ask agan.
His guest having left him, Sylvanus
drew h mself up and patted his chest ap-
provingly. THAT was magnanimous,
very magnanimous, he said, ito help a
rival like that. But / am thoroughly
cur d, 81 could afford to do it,
He always t1ld himself he was cuTel.
Perhaps he was All the same the Rev.
Sylvanus Mordle is bachelor TO this day.
Frank went back to Hazlewool House,
and apologi ed for his strange absence as