Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1897-08-21

knOWlcOR0 ana De1AeI.
Ct know of no rule forbidding it. Why
Head that" he, saids trasically, thrust
ing the message. Into my hand. IF you
can't help us out we're done for, world
without end"
I read: =
ITO Alan Roderick. on train No. 2:
Everything o. K asprdered, except the
minister He Is out at Reservation. Have
sent cow puncher after him on best bron-
cho in town. but am afraid he can't reach
Answer
II, 1t was signed "Harawicke." and there
was footnote in brackets-eyidentlv q bit
OF extraneous information added by the
receiving operator at tornado: ..Bosty is
overhauling you right. He passed Ormsbee
nve minutes ago: running like the wild
lrishman. He'd beat you fifteen minutes
into Lavarock if he could get by you"
What have I to do with th!s?' said ].
indicating the message
why, thought-that is, 1 didn't know
but you'd-well, you see. FIR Penburton
we've got to have a minister of some sort
some way. It's no use talking about a ius-
tlce OF the peace to Eleanor-she won't
listen ss minute to that; but she might con
sent to be married by CathoIic nriest
She is what we call pretty high church
you know" "io' 'n'
stlli do not understand 1 am not a
justice OF the peace nor yet a priest of
the Romish confession"
You're not? Why, Cratic said Won
we're; and ycur-er-' he broke down and
In rather tamely-"I thought YOU
looked like one"
Which one?" I asked, trying to he az
severe as the occasion demanded .the
magistrate or the priest?'
Don't hit me when 1 am down. be
pieaded. Il meant the priest, of course -
"Ah. 1 suppose 1 should he eatterea
but l am not" e"'
He sat twiddlng his watch chain nor
sousiy "hie ne tried to frame the crucial
Then may I ask-would You mind toll
Ing me what kind of a~a minister , To,,
are! ne Stammered, finally
=! am clergyman of. the church of
MHich MISS Bostwick seems, by your adj
20 th.n TO De a communicate" said l.
ing up to grasp my hand effusivelv 1--WE
youhs Tools for luck, every time! You'n
heip US out, won't your -
II was my opportunity and 7 ,,sod - -,
sparingly. useu IL uh-
NOT by any manner of means. ouite tho
ttoh.rary. shall do everything in my power
han pre' effs,. the consummatlon of this I'M
1erreG to insists that my indirnation &c
merely an outburst Of pique at being AGAIN
mistaken Tor Romanist, but the chsrpa
IS 100 trivial to refute) II shall go at once
70 the young lady to try if NAV dissnade
ner Whlie 1t Is yet time to withdraw
?. ne dropped my hand and sat down again
IL was coup de grace, but he was manly
>-.Oofoh " niue the wound.
DO It," he said handtIy. "Go and tr,,
IL. II you like, and I'll give you a clear field
put you are the most mistaken person on
thls train, Mr.. Penburton if you'll allow mo
nas ~ ~, you are going on general principles
IN an exceptional case. 1 do hope Won NAV
nave the pleasure of meeting Miss Post.
Wlck's father some time when he isn't feel
ing well You'll forgive US them
went at once to the young woman in
troduced myself, and labored with her as
ner own pastor might, but all to no mr.
pose. Sne would say no word against her
1ather; but she was quite unapprcachabIe
on the question at issue.
please don't say any moro. Mr. Pan-
burton, she said, finally. 1--WE are not
schooi children, and we know quite well
what we are about. 1 am sorry it had to
De. but there was no other way
But don't you see, Miss BostWic< vour
plans nave failed already? The clergyman
who was to have met you at Layarock is
out of reach -
How do you know THAR" she n,eriad
with rising emotions
our-a-your companion has Just re-
ceiVed telegram to that effect" said l.
Merciful heaven! What shall we do!
But you will help US. will you not, dear
Mr.. Penburton?" she pleaded, LAYING her
hand on my arm. u"You can't refuse now.
l am sure So
l confess frankly that the necessity was
most trying, but l. could do no otherwise
and be blamelass. @
You are very hard; / hope you won't be
sorry for it some day." she murmured; and
a the sight of the upspringing tears / was
fain to beat a somewhat nasty retreat to
the smoking department. # ,--
My young scapegrace was still awaiting
me, putting TRANQUILITY at fresh cigar.
NO go? he said, nonchalantly.
Il regret to say that my counsels were
rejected" 1 replied. with more severity in
my manner than was in my heart.
Il thought they would be. And now
hope you will reconsider your-ah excuse
me"
The train was slowing into desolate lit
tie prairie station, and he dashed out I'M
tremendously. l followed presently to get
breath of fresh air and to stretch my
legs on the wind-swept platform. l saw
young Roderick in excited converse with
the conductor and the station agent, ard
was directed by their gestures to look back
over the long straight reach of track to the
southwark. Far away on the horizon
made out small black cloud, which took
to be the smoke from the pursuing engine.
In moment of abstraction walked to the
end of the platform to get better view.
1t was a most foolish thing to do, and had
speedy cause to regret it. When l turned
again what was my horror 10 behold the
train once more in motioni
1 presume 1 should have known better
than to make most undignified attempt to
overtake 1t, but did not; and when l re-
turned from the GREATNESS and altogether
smiling broadly. Then he took a second
look at me and DOTTED his cap.
II beg your reverence's pardon" he said.
with the unmistakable Milesian accent,
but wan man always does be laughin'
like fool whin another's chasin' a
thu aim
Never mind that I said. shortly.
How am l going to get to Lavarock? I
must get there in time for the west-bound
train.''
That's easier said than done. your rever-
ence: tnere'll be no thrain till tomorrow"
Nevertheless L must co. l repeated,
unreasonably enough, ] confess, but was
thinking only of getting back 10 my parish.
My man looked up at the plume of smoke
blackening the southern horizon. Il have
it, he said, suddenly, slapping his thigh.
IF your reverence'1l not mind being shook
up thri1e on an engine"
He darted into the station, and presently
the red arm of thu semaphore swung out
over the track with faint clatter as from
subterranean machinery. Five minutes
later the pursuing locomotive Numbered
UP with a Shrek and a roar and stopped
palptant under the outstrctched signal.
A short thick-set man, coa,less, hatless
and begrimed with coal dust and oil until
he was scarcely recognizable. sprane to
the platform and rushed violently at my
friend the station agent.
What IN - are you stopping me for,
you -" I omit here and elsewhere the
shocking expletives with which his every
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