Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1891-07-16
DID BOTH OVERHEAR IT?

air. Pious souls. clad in furs and vel
vets and other ferns of modern purple
and fine linen. were hurrying to reach
the scenes of their devotiOns.
Foster Millard was not pious soul,
and he did not hurry. He was not sure
that he was going to church. at all, and
he sauntered leisurely along, with his
hands in his overcOat pockets and his
big collar turned high around his
throat.
What world it was, to be sure, and
what fool-but. pshawi-that was all
oyer now, and he was glad of it.
At this moment he became aware of a
slight figure enveloped in fur coming
down the cross street, and they met at
the corner. She held out her hand with
q gesture that bespoke embarrassment
and uncertainty, and he took it gravely.
81 believe" he said, lit is quite a year
since saw you last, Edith"
"Yes," she said.
Willard turned and joined her in her
walk.
"And believe" he continued. that
am very glad to see you"
Miss Arnold was silent on this point.
"You might, perhaps, say as much"
suggested Millard.
"Are you goingto church, asked Miss
Arnold.
"Well, don't know, that is, will go
If you take me with you.
Miss Arnold hesitated moment.
"Why, of course, if you like, she said.
Why shouldn't he like, wondered Mil
lard. A pretty girl, good music and lots
of people? What difference did it make
that once-stutfl He had forgotten all
that, and of course she had.
Have you heard the new rector" in
auired Miss Arnold, evidently with an
attempt at conversation
mo" said Millard. II have mot been
there. | am heathen. You are IA mis-
eionary. Perhaps | am an angel un-
awares though"
Miss Arnold Eaughed.
"Thats a trife mixed, isn't it?" she
said.
"Well, perhaps" admitted Millard,
TIN not up in that sort of thing"
"But you used to go to church?"
Eyes, | did-when you took me-
have degenerated. If your theology ad-
uits of backsliding, have backslided,
I am now distinctly heathen.''
Miss Arnold laughed again.
"On the contrary. think you have
improved" she said.
"Ahr' said Millard, with faint sar-
cassn, n really WAS not looking for q
compliment.
They reached theehureh and the usher
showed them to a seat. Miss Arnold
kneeled Oh the cushion and leaned her
head on her little prayer book against
the pew in front Millard watched her
silently, as he had done so many times
before She made pretty picture
dainty, fur wrapped and devout, and
the hand that held the prayer book was
very small indeed. One little lock cd
hair had squirmed away from restrain.
ing hairpins and was curling prettily
near her pink ear. He felt curious de
eire to put it in place, and then he be
came conscious of two voices speaking
behind him in not inaudible whispers.
"Isnt that Foster Millard with Edith
Arnold in front of us?' asked somebody
"Why, sure enough it isr said some
body else. Il thought she Tilted him q
year ago"
"Hush, he will hear your
"They must have made it up. Queer
isn't it?'
The choir began to sing again, and th
ueople all rose Millard heard no more
Edith held her prayer book up to him
and they read the responses out of it
Like those flashes of previous existenc,
that the philosophers talk about, it al
came back to ohim-intangible, indefinite
and yet familiar How often he hat
heard that smooth, full voice. readin!
the same old. sweet words of the Episco
nal service. He seemed to take up tn
4hread of life year back, as if the yea
Just passed had been dream fron
which he was now awakening.
The TIE Deum was over and they sa
down again. Presently the two womel
behind began to whisper again. Edit
wasintent upon the service.
"Rretty bonnet she has, said one.
"A trife too high, | think. They sa
she threw Howard Gale over too | don
see what those men find in her. She
q perfect firt
"For that reason probably they lik
her"
81 suppose Mr.. Millard took it to
easily, and she wants to dangle m
again"
"Dangle him?'
ayes. Y0u know what mean-kee
him around and abuse him."
"Hush! Ina afraid he heard YOU
"No, he didn't, 1t would be a goo
warning to him, anyway"
Millard moved uneasily, and the whi
pers broke off suddenly He wondere
If Edith had heard them. He glanced g
her, and sh1looked so unconscious ths
he concluded she had not.
The rector had commenced his sermon
and she was giving close attention
Millard listened awhile. but it did nj
snteyest him. He seemed to have hear
Thousands die yearly from some form
kidney disease. When this dreaded disord
is suspected no time should be lost, but tn
DIR, Kilmpr'S Swamp Root the safest n
most successful specific for kidney. liver al
~ norn nluiDts