The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1897-10-27

ureh IKE tulS could be any nelp to q
minister"
While these bitter thoughts passed
through her mind Mrs. Dawes had
been surveying the little family with
kindly eyes; all the amusement had
died out of them.
"a conference to-day, said the pro-
fessor, turning to her. What do you
say about going In for a while? We
can do so perfectly well, as our trip is
one of pleasure and not of business.
Our time is our own to spend as we
please. "
81 should like to stop very much, "
returned his wife.
'Then / will drive on and meet you
again at the church, said the profess
sOr.
81 remember that John Seabury," "
said Mrs. Dawes. "He was in college
when we were first married. You ex-
pected great things of him. Why is
he buried up hero?"
che is doing good work here, doubt
less, returned her husband.
"Well, l think he could do more of
it in larger place, where he would re-
ceive more salary. What a beautiful
face Mrs. Seabury hasl The children
are very pretty, too. Did you notice
the largest one, the girl with the big
black eyes?"
81 didn't look at the children very
much," replied her husband "Were
they not dressed rather queerly?
Is that the fashion now?"
ooh, you dear, foolish man, of
course it isn't. Can't you see that
they have had donation party or
something, and all those clothes have
been given them? They are obliged
to wear them, but don't they hate to?
You could see it in every face, even to
the baby in the carriage. It's too
badr'
Her remarks were cut short by their
arrival at the church.
Mr. Seabury was pleased to intro
duce his old professor to his brother
ministers, many of whom were not
college men. 1t placed him on q diff
ferent footing among them, and gave
him new life and confidence. When
it was his turn to address the meeting
everyone was surprised at his elo-
quence.
During the intermission for lunch,
all the ladies', even Mrs. Beaman her.
self, felt little doubtful of the suita-
bility of the purple plaid for the min
ister's wife. There certainly was
something incongruous in her refined
face and ladylike figure combined with
that cloth with the crude coloring.
As for Mrs. Seabury herself, all
thoughts of her attire had passed from
her mind. She was engaged in con-
versation with Mrs. Dawes, and the
time passed very pleasantly for both.
After lunch was over the professor
and his wife went on their way again,
with many good-bys to the minister
and his Joseph-coated family.
'Isn't it fortunate that we happened
to go through Dunbar to-day?" said
Mrs. Dawes. "And how lucky it was
that Mr.. Seabury's family had been
presented with those clothesl If they
had not been dressed so queerly we
lluNG uOliCti 1ntu
we should't have stopped at the con-
ference, and heard Mr.. Seabury speak.
And VIC shouldn't have known how his
abilities were wasted here, and you
wouldn't have had the opportunity of
helping him.
81 help him, my dear?" exclaimed
the astonished professor. 81 never
dreamed of such a thing, although it
is a pity he should not have larger
field"
81 know it has not occurr ed to you,
but it has to me, and that is the same
thing. Mr.. Merton, who edits the
Christian Messenger, is going to resign
in the spring to go to India. His wife
told me SO. And you are going to get
his position for Mr.. Seabury, who can
write beautiful sermons, but cannot
preach them very we'll. know all
about it, for Mrs. Seabury told me,
and this idea came into my mind at
once. You will do it, won't you, Her
bert?"
"Well, well, / don't know!" said her
husband, dubiousH