Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1894-09-05

for a riding.
habit. He remembered the frock o!
large plsid that she wore, all green and
blue and black, and he remembered
her blue felt hat with its ostrich
feathers; but what had made still.
deeper impression upon his boyist
mind was her pretty pink-and-white
face, her great hazel eyes, and be1
sunny curls, which, after being caught
at the nape of her neck with darb
blue ribbon, went ripping down owe,
her rough brown coat nearly to heI
waist. He had stood ct the little desk
in the corner, making out bills-fo,
it was Saturday, and, there being nc
school, he was engaged at his usual
holiday occupation.
He was sixteen then, and he fancied
that she was year or two younger
for he had overheard her mother say
that it was her first riding-habit, and
that they did not care for An expensive
one, because she would outgrow it. He
recalled that she had blushed at this,
as though it were p crime to be young
and growing, and that o feeling of re.
sentiment had come into his heart
against her mother for subiecting her
to such an embarrassment.
Seven years had wrought g great
many changes, but the shop was in the
same old place there on Sixth avenue,
under the shapow of tho Jefferson
Market Police Courts brick walls, srd
with the elevated railroad trains rum.
bling past the windows OF the upper
room where he studied and where he
slept. Karl Engfer, the tailor's son,
however, was no longer a school-boy,
looking after his fathers books and
making out his fathers bills on holi.
days He was now student ut the
general theological seminary-a Pro.
testant Episcopal clergyman in embryo
and he wore sombre black garments
OF somewhat clerical cut to indicate
his chosen profession.
Why he had gone into the church he
hardly dared to confess, even to him
self, becausa he was really conscien.
tious young fellow at heart, and he
believed that there was such thing as
q divine call to the priesthood. In
his case he doubted if the call was
divine. The orthodox teachings of
maiden lady who presided over the
class in the mission Sunday-school that
he attended on Carmine street had not
been without effect. He had accepted
the Scripture as truth, he had been
baptized and he had been confirmed,
but the impulse to go forth and preach
the Gospel had come rather from q
wish to elevate himself above the Level
of the surroundings in which he had
been born and raised, than from any
burning desire to lift his fellow-Inan
slough of despond.
Young Engfer now and then inflicted
upon himself sort of moral fagella-
ton. At such times he opened his
own heart to his own honest gaze,
and he invariably found there a
deeper underlying motive for his
course, of which he was half ashamed.
1t was nothing more nor less than IN
ambition to gain G position from which
he might aFDire 10 the love OF the little
maid IN the plaid frock who had
ordered her first riding habit from his
father on that Saturday seven years
ago.
l. would not have been en- unworthy
ambition, he told himself, under other
circumstances. If it were only eec-
ondary consideration If he had given
himself to the church first, and this
desire had come afterward, he could
have pacitied his chiding conscience
with the assurance that wife such as
Madeline Sturgis would make him
would be of incalculable assistance to
him in his Parochial work; but now he
felt that he was using his holy calling
as a means to accomplish an end that
was distinctly selfish, and as such
hypocritically base.
These moods, as might be sup
posed, were Inoroidly depressing. All
the afternoon he had been fighting
over again in his heart the same old
battle between the right and the
wrong of it; and now, tired out by
the struggle, he had come down IRON
his little upper room into the tailor
shop on the ground floor, snd was
standing looking out through the glass
door ut the passing throngs on tho
avenue
Wcrkingmen and workingwomen
were hrrryinS homo from their days
toll; the surface cars were crowded.,
and ut short intervals long, heavy
trains Numbered by on the elevated
road overhead. The hurry-scurry of
thg s,cne diverted him for the mo-
meEt. and ne would probably have
been lifted completely out of his dol
drums. lad not that ono name. spoken
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allen upon IS ear.
The old man was evidently in
.rouble. 10 had spoken, somewhat
sraciOuAiy, 10 his cutter, who was
ousy chsiking ont q pair of trousers,
which were for Herr Feischman, the
Walking gentleman at Amberc's Thea
re, and which must be finished in time
'or lha premier of the new comedy on
.hs following evening. His question
Was as t. who would carry home a GER
ain riding habit Tor "Mees Stu-gis.''
The errnud-boy wGs out. Karl knew
that II vas the busiest season Of the
year with his father, and that Gottiieb,
.hs cutter, could not be spared for
outdoor service. But the garment
sa, promised and must be sent.
EnTl turned away from the door.
'Les lac tako IL, father" he eaid.
'ft's oaly . step down 20 Washington
place, s=4 : G1i.s mind"
Tho old German protested. b-t Karl
INSISTED. end 7ntually the father re-
gstanLy consented to allow his son.
Il whom n, vas moro than proud, and
'0r uhora he had ambitions that :ow-
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