The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1893-02-25
In Tadema's pictures detail, and detail

In Tadema's pictures detail, and detail
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Bishop, Interrupted Miss Jollibert in
preternaturally calm tone, my con-
victions interfere in 10 way with my
desire to do something My con-
vlclions are of course the result of con
version.
Who converted you2 inquired he,
still with his back to her, and passing
rapidly to another picture. Was it the
ancient theologlans or the prophets2
Well, Marion, you have asked my
advice. Shall l tell you, then. what l
think you ought to do with your life7
l shall soon be growing and old man,
and l am a very old friend, so l may
be privileged to say what 1 choose. l
think you ought to marry.
Her eyes lit ZIP and she answered
quickly, with al! the emotion In her
voice again. Yes. and when l ask you
SO do so, when l tel! you seriously that
| have made up my mind to 60 into
convent and take the veil, you reply by
treating the whole thing as joke and
advise me-to marry This is not
what l expected from you.
He stood beside her moment,
his whole manner changing. l never
supposed that it was, he said. Inever
supposed that it was what you expect
ed. Nevertheless. Marion, it is my
advice and l repeat 1t to you. | think
you ought to marry,
She looked at him for minute
longer, her expression varying between
surprise and impatience. What do you
mean? she asked.
1 repeat that you are treating the
whole thing as joke, and that l think
that it is very unkind OF you to do so.
Marry that is a proof in itself that
you are laughing at me. Marry
whom2
Turning swiftly away. he took a
rapid turn up and down the room !;
then, hating beside the tea table, he
began 10 finger nervously with the
dainty tea service.
I'm sure | don't know how to say it
to YOU, he hesitated, almost tearfully
| know so we'll that you have never
suspected anything, and l have been
so much afraid of startling you; and |
have been so ridiculous. But if l
might dare-that is, if you would allow
me-Marion, he cred, with sudden
movement of his arm which upset the
sugar basin and sent shower of knots
pattering over the floor, l would say
marry me.
For moment there was an
embarrassing silence. Then, as if in
fected by the unromantic proposal,
Miss Tollibert simply responded: That
is another way out OF my difficulty,
Very well, l accept.
As for the people of Manchester, they
declared they couldn't have believed
it, either Of Miss Jollibert or the
bishop. Half OF them said especially
Miss Tollibert and the other half par
tioularly of the bishop.
At the very height off this the bishops
fair head and shiny black coat appear
ed for the first time IN the blue
barouche, vis-a-vis to Miss Tolliber:.
1t was a sunshiny day, and the bishop
was noticed to be laughing. It very
often requires only a straw or a pin
point to change insanity to sanity,
unpopularity TO popularity, feroclty to
mildness. In this case the bishop S
laugh was the symbolical pm point.
Next morning the heavy clouds OF
suspicion had rolled away and the
blue sky shown again. Next morning
all Manchester was laughing and smil-
ing with the bishop.
Sometimes Miss Jollibert would 90
cut 10 drive with the bishops sister,
Miss Hammersley, tiny, silver haired
lady, and on such evenings the curious
passers by on the river would catch a
glimpse of rose colored velvet and a
blackcoat here, and glimpse of gray
silver hair and knitting pins up there
under the portico. On such evenings
Miss JolIibert was very happy.
So time passed or. Just as early
summer was changing into late summer
a great illness broke out over the
country. 1t was exactly at this time
that the bishop and Miss Jolibert mad
intended to be joined, but they put of
the ceremony for time, and clasplng
hands fguratively-since duty forbade
them to do so in reality-they sci
boldly to work. So all through the
long hot days, and very often far into
the sitting nights, the blue barouche
and the purple brougham rolled about
Manchester.
Sometimes it would happen that the
two crossed each other at the turn of a
street, at the corner of square, and
the bishop would lift mis- hat, calling
laughingly: How do you do, Marion
Ninety degrees in the shade to day.
And she would nod back with smile
Quite well, thank you, bishop. !
wonder what it is IN the sunshine?
After the illness was in greaI
measure abated, just as the hazpcorn
fields were beginning to ~ % gold,
Just then Miss Jopsscft awoke OPS
,,or,,n .e2d a great peace
hear nd that her aesddipg there
l4ofever fallen ar' hod the heart {
ssai,v It was to say she was anything hns .ne Du.
-'audaenn dsome woman, and that 'ne
very hanos spa we're very lucky par, :,