San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-06-03

y CouNlCliOIiS WIN
yonr inchnations-" he began. Your
father had that picture in much bet
ter light than You have, Marion. As
You say. do something, but dent let
your inclination TO do something inter-
fere with your convictions. Of y0n were
TO shorten the string it might be hetter.)
Why not become "a DOCTOR
"A doctor!" calculated she dazedly.
yes he continued, working with
the string of the picturein an distracted
fashion. ~Or lawyer: there would be
a great path of usefulness open TO you.
have heard of lady soliCitors--and you
might step into your Uncle Matthew's
practice. | dare say there will be lady
barristers and lady ministers by and by.
Why, my dear, you might even become
bishop! La Tadema's pictures detail.
and detail alone
Bishop" interrupted Miss Jollibert
in a preternaturally calm tone, my
convictions interfere in no way with my
desire to do something My convictions
are of course the result of conversion"
"Who converted your inquired he.
still with his back to her, and passing
rapidly to another picture. WAS it the
ancient theologians or the prophets?
Well, Marion, you have asked my adj
vice. Shall | tell you, then. what |
think you ought to do with your life? |
shall soon be growing an old man, and
| am very old friend so | may be
privileged to say what choose. think
you ought to marry
Her eyes lit up and she answered
quickly, with al the emotion in her
goice again. Eyes, and when ask you
to do so, when tell you seriously that /
have made up my mind to go into a con-
vent and take the veil, you reply by
treating the whole thing as a joke and
advising me-to marry! This is not
what | expected from YOU" :
He stood beside her in moment, his
whole manner changing. Il never sup
posed that it was" he said. Il never
supposed that it was what you expected.
Nevertheless, Marion, it is my advice
and | repeat it to you. | think you
Ought to marry"
She looked at him for minute longer,
her expression varying between surprise
and impotence. What do you mean?"
she asked. Il repeat that you are treat
ing the whole thing as joke, and that
| think that it is very unkind of you to
do so. Marry! that is proof in itself
that you are laughing at me. Marry
whom"
Turning swiftly away, he took a rapid
turn up and down the room; then, hating
beside the tea table. ne began to finger
nervously with the dainty tea service.
I'm sure don't know how to say it
to you," he hesitated, almost tearfully.
Il know so well that you have never
suspected anything, and l have been SD
much afraid of startling you; and have
been so ridiculous. But if | might dare
that is, if you would allow me-
Marion" he cried, with sudden move
ment of his arm which upset the sugar
basin and sent shower of knots patter-
ing over the floor, II would say-marry
me-"
For a moment there was an embaI-
ldSSlIlS DIS IL luitCItu
the unromantic proposal, Miss Jollibert
simply responded: That is another
way out of my difficulty. Very well, |
accept"
As for the people of Manchester, they
declared they couldn't have believed it,
eisler of Miss Jollibert or the bishop.
Half of them said especially Miss Jolli-
bert and the other half particularly of
the bishop.
At the very height of this the bishops
fair head and shiny black coat appeared
for the first time in the blue barouche,
shiny day, and the bishop was noticed to
be laughing. 1t very often requires only
straw or pin point to change insanity
to sanity, unpopularity to popularity,
ferocity to mildness. In this case the
bishops laugh was the symbolical pin
point. Next morning the heavy clouds
of suspicion had rolled away and the
blue sky shone again. Next morning
all Manchester was laughing and smil-
ing with the bishop.
Sometimes Miss Jollibert would go out
to drive with the bishops sister, Miss
Hammersley, tiny, silver haired lady,
and on such evenings the curious pass
ers by on the river would catch glimpse
of rose colored velvet and a black coat
here, and a glimpse of gray satin and
silver hair and knitting pins up there
under the portico. On such evenings
Miss Jollibert was very happy.
So time passed on. just as early sum-
mer was changing into late summer a
great illness broke out over the country.