Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1894-05-07

study window. At the same time
Brother Wentz was preparing few
pungent remarks upon the 'sshiftless-
ness" of board that could appoint
Jim Burke as sexton, these to be de-
livered to his first appreciative hear
err. And in neighboring house a
certain member of the fire company,
super sensitive to alarms, threw down
his razor in the midst of his Sunday
morning shave, at Bettie's first onset.
But she soon began to catch the
time and motion; and, save some ca
priciousness, her bell swung in usual
fashion.
Then, after the other had ceased, a
few more peals for a show of indie
pendence, and Bette, dropping the
rope, rested against the wall, and
clasped her burning and blistered
palms together upon her forehead.
But, if the Presbyterian worshippers
failed to assemble, it was not for want
of summons.
The morning wore on. Bette grew
calm down in the furnace room as she
heard the service proceeding in GUS
tomary order, while the atmosphere
upstairs evinced no puny handling of
shovel and tongs, and inspired the
trite witticism, as friend greeted
friend after service, that "Jim must
have been trying to give clincher to
some points of the doctrine"
The last attendant at Sabbath
school departed, and Bette locked the
door and hurried home to a dinner
whose digestion was aided by COM
forting sense of relief.
Following her determination of the
morning, an early afternoon hour
found the sexton pro tenn. back in the
chapel, surrounded by the clouds of
dust that arose at the swift motions of
her broom.
Standing against the back wall of
board donated to the uses of d library,
when, years before, the Sabbath
school needs demanded such a piece
of furniture.
1t was disturbed only on rare occa-
sions, such as the removal of carpets;
and, being raised but few inches
from the floor, to sweep under it was
a matter Of some difficulty.
Jim was not scrupulous in his no
tions of cleanliness, and the spot was
often neglected for weeks; but Bet
tie, impelled by womanly instincts,
included it in her dirt expelling round,
thursting her brush with vigor into
the space.
Out rolled the collected lint, and
with it rounded, dust coated leather
wallet.
She picked it up, dreading the out
come Of new surprise, and opened
it. The sight of the bulky rolls of
bills inside made her breath come
fast.
Written in ink upon the inside of
the flap was the name and address of
Caspar NARROW.
The mystery began to clear. The
town had been agog for weeks over
the disappearance of this oney and
the reward offered for it's recovery.
Caspar NARROW, a wealthy farmer,
was also metaphorical pillar of the
Presbyterian church, further fancied
by an adm1ring member as 'sthe pillar
supporting the pulpit, pa frequent
supply of arrears in the PASTORS sala-
ry furnishing the analogy.
The Weekly Iotelhgencer, a publica-
ton whose prosperity sprung from
the knowledge passed by it's editor of
the kind of news it's readers desired,
had recently chronicled can Unfortu-
nate Accident'' as follows:
s'Our fellow townsman, Mr.. Casper
NARROW, was the victim of painful
accident Wednesday night OF last
week, which was attended with a Sc
rious loss. AS he was passing out
from the chapel door Of the Presbyte-
rian church at the close Of prayer
meeting, he missed his footing, and
fell with great force upon the icy
He was severely bruised,
and, though he walked that night the
distance of one and half miles to
his home, he has been confined to the
house since by the severity of his in
juries. Upon reaching home he dis
covered the loss of eight hundred dol
lars in cash, the partial payment for
carload Of his famous fat cattle, sold
II, tho ChicaUO market He had ar
rived home that evening after bank
ing hours, and was thus obliged to re-
tain the money upon his person.
ssThe liberal reward offered for it's
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