The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1894-09-18

;6s~ Gutter, could not BE spared for
outdoor service. sf But the garment
vas promised and must be sent.
Karl turned away from the door. 1
LET rne take it, father" ne said.
sTt's only step down to Washington
place, and I don't mind" ''.,
The old German protested, but Karl
insisted, and eventually the father re-
luctantly consented to allow his son,
Of whom he was more than proud, and
for whom he had ambitions that tow
cred to bishopric, to deliver the par
eel. ~ =, T. T.. y:
: In any American city other than
New York the spectacle Of a young
man 50. well dressed. carrying a. large
bundle on crowded tnorou ghtart
would have attracted attention, but IN
the metropolis people are more apt to
mind their own business than5 are the
people elsewhere, and so it happened
that es Karl made his way down Sixth
avenue with the riding-habit wrapped
in q brown paper Qndere his arm,
scarcely o head was turned to look
after him. !, Had it been otherwise,
however, it is doubtful whether the
young theological student would; have
observed it. - He WAS plunged deeply
in thought, and as his feet traTersed
the six or seven blocks that lay between
his fathers shop and the Sturgis res
idence his mind travelled once again
over the seven years that had inter
rened since that eventful day when
Madeline Sturgis had como into his
life. rs
As he looked back at the boy thathe
was then be wondered how he had 7en7
tured to let the seed Of hope take root
in his heart. :. The son Of cheap Ger
man tailor; his companions, like him,
self, the children of poor tradesmen-7
it was certainly wild notion that pos
sessed him to WOO and win this aristo-
cratic little maiden, whose people were
not only rich enough to buy and sell
him and his father q thousand times
over, but were of social stratum far
above that in which the Englers lived
and moved and had their being. >.
He remembered how he had carried
homo that first riding-habit when it
was finished, and how be had been
asked to wait in the dining-room until
Miss Sturgis could try on and ascer-
tain whether it was entirely satisfac-
tory; and he recalled how he had sat
there in that basement apartment with
its extension table and its leather
covered chairs; how be had looked
with admiration upon the engravings
in walnut frames that hung upon the
walls and how he had hoped, all the
time, that there might be some COM
plant, so that the little lady would
come down to show him just what was
wrong, and he could get another
glimpse of her. : But his father vas o
good workman. : The habit was all that
could be desired and he had returned
home disappointed.
The days when he saw Madeline he
called his red-letter days, and for
time they were fewer than those that
are indicated in the printed calendars.
One January afternoon, however, Mrs.
Sturgis had come into the shop and
had asked his father if Karl would not
like to go to the mission Sunday
school on Carmine street, in which she
was very much interested, and his
father, who would have gone through
fire and food to please customer, so
fearful was he of losing dollars
worth of trade, had said that Karl
would certainly be there on the follow
ing Sunday.
f, From that time on he saw her more
frequently, and his infatuation in
creased in proportion. She taught
class of small boys across the aisle from
where he usually sat, and on more than
one occasion the maiden lady who pre-
sided over the group of larger boys,
Of which he was one, was compelled to
demand with some emphesis his return
to the business of the hour, his gaze
having a way of wandering repeatedly
from his catechism or his Bible to the
face Of the pretty little teacher in the
opposite pew. d" -.
! One incident that he recalled with
some pleasure had occurred on Sun
day afternoon in early spring. He
had noticed that Mrs: Stargis was not
present in the chapel; that Madeline
had come alone: and he had wondered
al through the lesson whether it would
seem rude on his part, after tho close
of the session. to offer to walk home
with her. Ifhe only could, he thought,
it would be the happiest day Of his
life; but he feared that she might think
him impude1t and presuming, and,
when the school was dismissed and the
&C., GLARS and teachers filed out into the
street, be lacked the courage to go
forward and speak to her.
But his happiness had come, never
theless; for in following her at what
he considered most respectful dis
tance, his eyes never once leaving her
1.-the young figure, clad in well fit
ting spring jacket that his father had
cut with his own hand, he had seen her
rudely jostled by drunken man, and
had dashed to her aid almost before he
realized what he was doing. The re-
collection of her gratitude was one of
his most cherished memories; and
now, as he turned into Washington
place, be was thinking of how, on that
occasion, her manner was SO cordial
and SO completely lacking in any indi-
cation that she recognized any differ