The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1890-08-28

nicipal contracts-each had its castiga.
ton: at each was hurled the prophecy Of
the day Of doom when head and palms
would be sundered from the fishy trunk,
and evil in every form be dominated by
COPS truth marching on.
March listened for awhile, then re-
yerted to matters Of more nearly person
al interest. Last nights incident had
left most disagreeable impression on
his mind. which was confirmed by Mrs.
Wayt's demeanor. Mays assertion OF
the Bohemian flavor REQUIRED to him
more than once. No! the specious ad-
vocate OF public reforms and private
probity did not ''ring true" And pro-
test rs Hester might, with all the pas
sion of . forceful nature, against her
fathers double ways, he ,cds her father,
and the ruler of his household. His
wife, 1t was plain, believed in and imi-
tated him.
Gazing at the pale, large-featurcd
face Of the orator, now alive with his
theme, and glancing from this to the re-
fined, faded lineaments of her whose
meek eyes were raised to it from the
pastors pew, he was distrustful of both.
He wished Hetty were not Mr.. Wayt's
wife's sister, or that he could marry Der
out Of hand, and get his brother-in-law,
once-removed, call to-Alaska! Her. ne
never doubted. Their acquaintance Lad
been brief, and scanty opportunities Of
improving 1t had been vouchsafed to
him OF late; yet she had fastened her
self too firmly upon affection and cs-
TEEN to admit Of the approach OF dis-
paraging suspicion. She might be Z
slave to her sister and her sisters chill.
drcn. She could never he made . to,il
for the furtherance Of unworthy end@
She would not have said: Il did nosi
inquire at what hour Mr.. Nsyt left HE
study last night II she spoke. it wonlA
be to tell the truth.
At this point an idea entered h.,
brain, carrying flood of light with l..
Mrs. Wayt was an author-one of thu
many ministers wives who exc out II .
sufficient salaries by writing for Sur.
day-school and church papers! 1t was 8
matter Of moment--perhaps Of ten d. :
lars-to get OF . Ms. by given ,imi4
and Hetty had taken it down in type
writing from her dictation and tn /,
rough draught. OF certainty, herl
was the solution Of the mysterious vigih
and Of Mrs. Wayt's equivocation! Sh1
looked like q woman who would writJ
over the signature of "Aunt Huldah'
In the Children's Column, or "Theresa
Trefoil" in tho Woman's Work table,
and dread lest her identity with thess
worthless should be suspected by hes
husbands people, or by even 'des.
Percy" himself.
March experienced q blessed letting
down OF the whole system-surceass :
from worrying thought, SO sudden this
deep sigh escaped him that made his
mother glance askancc at him. IT.
stead Of admiring the brave industry {!
the true wife he had suffered whin>,
steal prejudice to poison his mini
against her. lie despiscd himself as =
midnight spy and gossip-hunter. in tn,
recollection OF the orchard vigil. Thu,
patient, unreasonable toll OF the sister.
became sublime.
WHO has not heard tie story Of ~
drummer-bov Of GettysJurg?" thundered
the preacher, raising eagle eyes from
the manuscript laid between the BIBLE
leaves.
March jumped as il the illumination
were chain-shot. Mrs. Gilchrist, look'
ing full at him, saw his color flicke-
violently, his fingers clinch hard upon
the palms Then he became SO ghastl,
that she whispered:
care. yon ill?''
"A sharp pain in my side! 1t will bs
gone in moment" he whispered back
his lips contracting into q smile
Rather sword in his heart. The ligh'
within him was darkness. How foolish
not to have solved the mean riddle at
glance! Mr.. Wayt's sensational ser
mons were composed by his clever wife
and transcribed by her as clever sister
Here was the secret Of the sense o
| unreality and distrust that had haunted
him in this mans presence from the be
ginning Of their acquaintanceship. TIT
| specious divine was fraud out and out
and through and through q cheap cheat
Ne wonder now, at the swift itineranc.
OF his ministry! His talk Of midnigh
study was lie, his pretence OF scholar
ship trick SO himsy that chilt
should have seen through 1t. lie kat
gone to bed, the evening before, an,
taken his rest in sleep, while his accom-
plices got up to order the patrioti
pyrotcchnics for the next day.
No wonder that Mrs. Wayt's eyes wer
furtive and anxious, that there wcr
crowsfeet in the corners, and bistre
rings about then after that July night
work!
No wonder that the less hardened an
less culpable sister-inlaw sbunne
church services!
The sword was double-edged, ana da
and turned in his heart For the g.'
who lent aid, willing or reluctant, to tn
deliberate deception practiced in tn
NAME which is above all other rame.
had face as clear as tho sun, ana eye
honest as Heaven, and he loved her!
(To DE CONTINUED.