Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1894-04-28

aspiring to be king of hearts in Farm
ingvale than he had of being million
aire, but was gentle and amiable to
oil alike.
And so the weeks passed on.
Spring vanished, summer followed in
her steps, autumn came; and amidst
its balmiest days, when golden haze
hung over everything, and the or.
chards were rich with ripened fruit,
and the moon seemed rOunder and
more brilliant than IL ever was before,
Arthur Bartlett took the train to
Portland one evening, and It was
known that there was to be a strange
face In the pulpit on the next Sab
bath.
There was special tea.drinking ut
Deacon Green's to discuss the cause
OF this; and stories started no one
knew when or by whom, were circu.
lated.
His mother was Ill. No; that could
not be, for Miss Wood knew that he
had lost his mother years before.
Somebody had told Deacon Green
that an old uncle had died, leaving
the minister a large fortune. This
was very favorably received and
gained universal belief. It would
have been firmly established but for
Mrs. Thurston, who had neither
daughter nor granddaughter herself,
and who enjoyed being on the of
side," saying, with a wise shake Of
her head, II don't believe any such
story. It's my opinion that the min.
lister has gone to get married."
Mrs. Thurston's words threw cold
water on the enthusiasm Of maids and
mothers, although they all declared
that ut couldn't possibly be so."
1t was not the reputation OF the
Rev. Augustus Dent that drew 80
large O congregation at the little
church on the next Sabbath. Curios-
ity led most OF the ladies thither, and
It was gratified to the utmost; for in
his very first prayer the old gentleman
uttered an earnest supplication for
the pastor Of the church, who during
his absence would take upon himself
the solemn obligations Of married
life. Might Heaven bless him and
the young and plous lady whom he
had chosen for his companion, etc.
It was q prayer worth hearing, but
the ladies Of Farmingvale heard moth.
ing after the wonderful revelation.
They were lost in Advertisements, and
hurried away, after the benediction,
to discuss the affair by their own fire.
sides. And on Monday, when II was
known that Bridget O'Neil had been
engaged to scrub and scour the par
sonage, and that a piano had arrived,
the certainty OF the awful news be-
came established, and Farmingvale
joined In denouncing Mr.. Bartlett as
q despicable firt. And" said the
indignant mamma OF the five Misses
Marden, "of oil men, a minister OF
the gospel should blush to earn such
o reputation. Why, I couldn't tell
which one Of my girls no wanted, he
was so attentive to all OF them. I'm
afraid he isn't such a man as We
thought"
The excitement lasted all the week,
and was still strong on the next Sab.
bath, when . young girl walked UP
the church aisle with the minister,
and the Farmingvale girls looked
upon face 90 lovely that none Of
them could resort to the usual course
Of declaring her mot bit good.look'
ing"
They were decorous and prudent
iu Farmingvale. and compiled with
all the forms Of courtesy. Mrs. Bart.
lett was called upon by oil the ladies
Of her husbands flock, was invited
out to ten, and was favored with q
donation party; nevertheless keen
observer could have seen that some.
thing was wrong. The ladies' did moi
take kindly to their pastors wife,
and soon the clouds began to gather.
At first, in whispers, Mrs. Bart
let's bonnet was too gay, she felt
above them, was not good house
keeper, not spiritual. minded enough.
At last there was louder, more seri'
GUS fault.fnding, not only with the
minister's wife, but with the minister
himself.
The women began It.; the men were
talked over by their wives and daugh.
ters; finally the firt step was taken,
Mr.. Marden and his family gave UP
their pow, and found themselves
moro edited by the clergyman in the
next town; others followed their ex-
ample. The fault-fnding and SLAM
der reached the parsonage itself, and
Ann Bartlett, with her head upon
her husbands shoulder. sobbed.
"What shall I do, Arthur !
meant to help you and to make them
like me, and you SEQ how 1t Is. II
must be my fault, but don't know
what to do"
And the young man soothed his
weeping wife, and babe her have good
cheer, for matters would soon mend,
and oil would be we'll.
He was mistaken; matters did moi
mend; they grew worse, and o year
from the date of his marriage, came
to q climax. The trustees waited
upon him in his study, and bemoaned
their wrongs. They paid fair salary
and they expected the pastor to do
his part; but he had failed. Besides
his wife should have been instructed
in her duty. She was generally dis
liked: II the minister's wife was moi
popular 1t was a very unpleasant
thing. Could he EXPLAIN
OF course tho visit ended as they
expected; there was but one consum
nation possible, and In day or sc
Farmingvale knew that their pastor
would soon leave the place forever