The daily morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1883-1899, 1897-07-18
A COLLEGE CHUM.

A COLLEGE CHUM.
"Ycs, the bishoTf remarked reiiectlsdy.
"as you any, Trnvcrr, VIZ hhd gofne de-
ilabtiul times ut Czidfd together"
II should think soW the newcomer o..
sented I'VE did have iErksl What days
on ihe rlyerf And what nlghtsin college"
Tie bishop moved DGasDy IN his chai-.
Tbcn he glanced 10 the liahoIfss and Tho
two bisbOpIBas; =" Ny dear" he said.
wigRling inside bi- block apron, III IL
very hot In here, think VIII take Sr.
TrnSers out IN the garden little"
| The blsbopcss' sace expressed sincere ~.
| llcf. SIR. Trnycrs talk tended not 10 edit.
cntion. She, 100, glanced nj tbe blshOpipns.
II would, Edward. II Weru you, I" she an
swcred. Perhaps Ar. Trnyers smokes.
He might like cigar" She threw out
the hint IN tbe firm voice Of one who i'm
plies that tobacco within the house was
not permissible at BishoTstow.
"Ab you don't smoke now, theDf"
UrnYcrs put IN, with note Of surprise.
"Well, that's odd. Given II upf Must have
cost him a wrench, though, Mrs. Mitch
short briar root IN his mouth, bar chapel
or lecture. Did ], MITCHELL
The bishop rose solemnly, stood for a
moment by the open window, with bis
episcopal legs In studied attitude Of q, s..
| copal doubt and then led the wny into tho
garden. IL WINS beautiful West Indian
night; tropical moonlight lay pale greeD
upon the noor Of the yerando; 1refies hit.
] ted In and out; the scent Of large white
flowers wrs hCayy ca the fir. Traygss
thought u nll Lesutlful IL lad OILY a.
| rived lt Toriuga that i1crn!ay and had
come straight rp TO Bish0pstow 10 mike
| bis 1rst impression of tie tropics under
his old friend roof ard Bis old frierds
auspices.
The bishop selected q sequestered spot at
| the iarthost end Of the yeranda, placIag u
long deck chair for Traycrs, where be was
least likely 70 be overheard By the two
bishOpinas.
"Ycs," no continued In a bland profes.
sional murmur, I'VE have great work
here, and feel that abstinence from all
appearance Of evil IS a necessity Of my
usefulness
John Trayerz lighted cigar. Its smoke
blow toward the bishop Capital tobanco
one gets here, Trayers remarked.
The bishop shifted II regretfully. "It
has a delicious fragrance, ! will admit,
be answered with reluctance.
Traycrs leaned back In bis chair Snd
watched the flreGics as they fitted. 1be
air was halmy. 'Ah, what times we had
at o1fordr' be went on rejecting. "Whai
times We had therr, Mitchell! Do you re
member that saucy little girl who used te
sell flowers az the corner near the Ran
dolpki A pretty Bit Of fluff Polly Peach
they called her. What fun we had chatting
berl Well, she's married doctor now,
and has a son at BrasenOse.
~ am glad to hear it. the bishop an
swered, putting his thumbs and forefn
gers together. Though she was frivo
lOus young woman, she was not wholly
lacking in-in what may venture TO cal
the essentials Of refinement. And we mus
remember SHE was placed in position ol
some temptation"
"Yes, she's married, . Trayers went on
ito doctor, as l say, ! think you knew
him. oh, Of course. We were at DRUM
together nc his rooms in Balliol"
Il reoollect taking wine, the bishoI
admitted after pause, with a mar
named Holmes there.
"The same! The very fellowi What q
way he had with the girls tool And ther
the bonfirel DO you reiueinber our bon1rt
on the night our Torpid beat Christchurch
and oriel! How you brought out fagots
into the quad after the bump supper, and
remarked that you didn I care something
or other for the dons. and made q jolly
good blaze, and were almost sent down for
it?'
i The bishop hcsitated II have some
indistinct recollection that there was a
bonfire" he allowed at Inst obviously.
"Was bonfrel Why, my dear fellow,
you were all but sent packlng for it. You
can't possibly forget. You were let of on
the ground tlIat most Of the other men
wero much moro drunk than you; you
wero just sober enough 10 light the fagots
in the middle of the quad, while the other
men wanted 10 pile and light them against
the hall and chapel
l The bishops face was rigid with terror.
Il Just then cry rose on the air from a
cottage not far off-a weird, shrill cry, as
Of women wailing
what's thati' Trayers asked, with a
start.
Saved, saved The bishop gasped with
Joy. He remembered that Travers had had
typhoid at college and lived ever afterward
In bodily dread dofzymotio diseases. THAT, '
he replied, in very calm and measured
tones, "is--only negro wake. The women
are Willing and keening after their kind
over one of their people who has died In
this epidemic. ! regret TO say, owing tC
our imperfect sanitary arrangements, such
scenes are too common. We grow perhaps
tudisreRard them with almost un Christian
lack OF sympathy
Epidemic. What epidemic."
The bishop stretched truth as far as il
would GO Mellow jack" he answered
in an unconccrned voice VERY bad her,
ut present, Shey arc dying by thousands
the whites and browns especially, Il
attacks new t0mers most Of all, People ol
hui.u t.E.i l,Aiun ard full habit of hcdy,
as. I.., ltUilit4. gland, urcalmost sure :
llb,,rs rose IN horror He was fresh
] ,Iu9 I;A tlgtutd " Is it oil Ovel
g., .,.....ls. LV i.@ec, With marked eager
! ,ss.
i Ie bishop gave dramatic pause
',,,s Ia LurtaGGs, st,, w,sSd slowly,
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