The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1896-09-05
And when he was by her side she began

but sue ul'ln really.
eyes, l know"
"How do you?'
''Hum-I have parish"
$50 you have. Well, to 90 on. When
she hears that man is engaged to another
girl, she tries to cut the other girl out
out of pique, not love for the man, you
underhand"
"No I cont"
"Well, you are not so clever as l thought.
But to return to this girl"
"Angela?'
Eyes, she was Angela, if you will. An
gela encourages the man"
''The man we just passed."
'Tom, we'll call him."
Eyes, Angela encourages Tom; and Tom
succumbs-"
''Do you think SOP" she said, looking at
him mischievously. eyes, he did; I must
he frank with you, clergyman. And it
goes on-in country house in Westchester
in May. But there's small chance in a
mouse party, you KNOW.
eyes, know" said he.
''Of course you know because you are a
young clergyman of modish church.
Now-to go on with the story-Angela
agrees to meet Tom on the wheel. She
wheels for long time before the appointed
hour, and, getting tired, stops, as you
know, and, being tired, her conscience
pricks her."
81 know of such cases." said Lemuel
laconically.
"And she thought of the other girl, and
remembered how wicked she has been,
because she has been encouraging Tom just
for fun
'She should have felt wicked" said
Lemuel severely.
Gust then she sees very prominent
young clergyman"
sob, no." said Lemuel becomingly.
"Well at once she snatches the chance
She will appear to Tom when he meets her
to be out with the clergyman. If he speaks
she will ignore him. Should he persist, the
clergyman, who is the stranger will knock
him down"
evil he?"
Eyes, he promised. ,"
"Did he?"
eyes, because Angela wished it.
'Well, perhaps. But when Tom appears
why does Angela run to the bushes?''
'Don't you think it was better to avoid
the meeting?'
Possibly"
"And now," she said, dismounting and
extending hand, 'good-bye."
you are going to leave me?"
Il live over there"
''There are lot of houses Greenwich,
isn't it,"
"Yes, Greenwich; but no matter which
house. You are going back to town. l am
ever so much obliged to you. You have
been ever so good"
Angela" be said, ''must it be good
bye?"
eyes"
"And you won't flirt any more?"
II never do"
''But you have confessed to it-with
Tom.
II never will again. Now Goodbye,
Mr.. Springer
And she was in her saddle, and smiling
back at him, and vanishing over the slope,
leaving him rubbing his eyes.
At first he thought he would follow, but
then in Greenwich he likely would meet
some one who knew him, and he could not
afford to appear ridiculous, particularly
after such an escapade.
Yet, as he wheeled, he regretted his reso-
luton, and he envied Tom, and he couldn' t
think of his sermon; and he really was on
that ride simply to clarity his mind that he
might make his next discourse fitting one
And back at his desk, it was the same,
and his sermon was siugularly poor that
next Sabbath morning.
And he strove with himself; and tried to
put her out of his mind; and to think of
how scandalous it all would seem to any of
his parishioners who sho1ld hear of it.
Yet he yielded so far as to find himself
looking about furtively for Angela He
even, with some self-deception, wheeled
several times over the same roads.
But when he understood how impulse
was carry him, he dashed himself mentally
as hermit of old did his flesh. And he
wrote mighty sermon, which quite aston
ished his congregation, and after he had
delivered it he was compelled out of con-
sistency to give up his one indulgence sur
viving from great career as college
athlete.
And he plunged deeper into his work and
Goods poor" and suffering never had more
attention in that parish
But he couldn't give up dinners and
routes altogether, as a certain attendance
on these functions is plainly clergyman s
duty. And at one of these he saw Angela
and was presented. And under her eyes
he forgot himself, as, heaven knows, clergy
men are as the rest of us.
"Angela, he began, 81 have been look