Middletown transcript., 1896-08-08
Angela, a Comedy
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rode, but as soon a
they themselves were spinning alonI
with freedom they never had fanciet
they straightway wondered at all thes
allegations. And how indeed does
brisk turn under the sky, and between
the fields. drive away cob-webby not
ions. In the old days canter might
do ii; but horse is a luxury, and
even if you can afford it, is ever get.
ting out of condition, and to lie I'll
must have a modicum of constant ex.
ercise. But now all go a-spinning
the horsemen as well as the one time
long-distance walkers, the sinners. and
those who strive to regain this old
world from the curse.
| Among these latter, 70 one is better
equipped for the ancient fight than the
rector of Observation-Disclosures
the Rev. Lemuel Springer. With body
and mind attuned to a fine healthful-
ness at 30, he believes strongly and
breaches and acts his belief, and in
these days, when clergymen sometimes
forget that their duty is but to heal
the he; rt's wounds, and to preach the
reward of simple honesty, and cleanly
living, it is delight to sit of a morn
ing in pew of Saint Matthews-in-the
Park and listen to the direct and hu-
man religion its athletic young rector
expounds. myself remember him
when he was No. Three on the Varsity
crew and very great man. He still
could pull that third oar AS strongly,
but the only sport his duties now per-
NIT him is wheeling, and If you go to
the park on morning you may see
him going up and down hill and
doubtless meditating those word, for
the soul cheer afforded by his bits of
sermonizing, put always IN English
tersley strong.
And yet he has had his troubles, his
experiences, his questiouings, bis sin,
his falsity; and if you will follow my
story you will see how il sal was dle
ia. the wheel that once he forgot him.
self.
OF May day the Reverend Lemuel
was coasting down the long hill into
the struggling village of Roundbusll,
Westchester. 1t was his dayo outing,
and now at noon he was hungry, after
20 miles exhilarating spin; and the
world had put its care away, and his
blood was tingling, aud his healt
singing like the birds in the fields and
the tree tops and through the windy,
blue spaces of that sunny spring day
sky. The. old tavern at Roundbush,
which bears on creaking sign a
distorted likeness of our first great
President, after long years of desue-
tude again has found usefulness
through the revival of the road and
flaunts noon placard: Lunches for
bicyclers.u Yet this afternoon Rever-
end Lemuel thought he had it quite to
himself, as the fat landlord pushed his
shirt sleeves further above his brawny
elbows and said he guessed he could |
i've his visitor 'somethin' that was fit |
eatin.' And Lemuel-I will drop
his title-thought The broiled chicken
delicious and sauntered into the par
lor, dark after the sunshine, with its
haircloth chairs and 8 colored prints
of washington Crossing the Della
ware," and ':John Browns Capture,'
and certain photographs of prim, rural
folk.
Now usually Lemuel was most OBJ
serving. Yet he had been in that room
fully i've minu es before he noticed
figure stretched out ON couch; at the
dark side, to be sure, so that it may
not have been so strange that he had
not seen her at first. Her face sunk in
a pillow, she seemed to be sobbing.
Lemuel at once made for the door,
when he heard a sweet aud strangely
plaintive voice:
''I'm such foolI Oh, l beg your
pardonp' she added with such evident
confusion that Lemuel turned about
hastily. What Lemuel saw was The
prettiest figure o. i WON IN in witch
ing bicycle costume; and what she was
like, I'il leave you to fsncy; ia
fancy, that is, the very incest girl of
your acquaintance and you will see
her as Lemael saw her, much more
sasily than from any description of
mine.
"Oh!" she said, hastily rubbing her
eyes.
II beg your pardon, said Lemuel.
"It was my fault" said she, looking
him over demurely; II forgot this was
} public rosm." Il
Il am sure IL was mine,n said Lem