The Robesonian. [volume] (Lumberton, N.C.) 1870-current, 1897-09-15

disappeared, and he was not cer-
tainly going to volunteer to chase
him, so he went on with the morn
ing's work as though nothing had
happened.
10 meanwhile, having watched
his enemy back into school, saun-
tered on until he reached the 7
church. It was warm morning.
without a breath of wind stirring,
and the insects were buzzing drow-
silly in the sunshine. The door of
the little church stood open, and
the sound of music stole out into
the quiet churchyard.
10 drew near to listen, and be-
fore long he had slipped softly in
side.
Kate Hilton, the organist, was
practicing; she had plenty of
spare time, and many hours of it
were spent at the organ. She had
been playing a long time this
morning, and the blower was be-
ginning to think longingly for his
dinner; he sighed heavily once or
twice, but as Kate took no notice
of the demonstration, he sum-
moned up courage at last to let
out the wind.
| The sudden pause reused her
from her abstraction, and she
looked at her watch. ''You can
go now, Flemming," +" she said Il
did not know it was so late"
The man went off without wait
= ing, while Kate put her books to-
; gether and locked up the organ.
t She stopped moment as she was
q leaving the church, and looked
+ back before closing the door; the
sunlight was falling through the
: stained glass windows, throwing
purple and crimson patterns upo1
: the walls and floor. 1t was all SC
- still and silent that a sudden rust
II ling made her start as though {
W pistol-shot had been fired close t.
her ear.
" "Is anyone there?" she said.
$. The noise ceased as she spoke
:: and, thinking that it was onl
T. fancy, she turned to go, and ha
3. laid her hand on the latch, whe
g. without further warning, sma
figure darted towards her from th
in shelter of one of the pews.
ag Kate Hilton was frightened fo
q a moment, but quickly recoverir
her presence of mind, she close
Mt the door, and stood with. her bae
or against it. She guessed that th
Ter was the little Londoner, Of who
he she had already heard somethin
,m "What were you doing herei
NO she asked.
elf 10 said nothing; and as she p
re- out her hand to touch him,
shrank away and hid his face.
to "Don't be afraid she said j;
len will not hurt you" Her wo1
the reused JOS hasty little spirit.
"Afraid!' he said, turni
\ :" round upon her. "Who'd
afraid of gal like you'll"
aid The words sounded rude, a
i'm Kate felt rather at loss what
say.
ing "Were you listening to the n
To sic?" she asked.
yaz- Instantly JOS face chang
him and coming close in front of l
You he said earnestly
ol 81 'eard it outside, and
thought as it was angels. Sc
d at folks told me angels lived
churches and when I got in I
,ken you maxim it out of a box,
,wn. the grinders does, only there
y. q another feller turnin' the and
with Kate smiled.
hu- "Will you come again GEO
is. day?' she said.
ssion MAY I?' said 10? "Mrs. +
me said she wouldn't bring me v
she come on Sunday. She
ler!' they didn't ave bad boy:
and church; but I'll come now, ST
seized I don't" "
agged "Do you like music?"
asked, hoping that she had f
N he the soft spot in the boys ma
out Don't l just?' cried 10.
olice- used to go to the Mission al
HIM Sundays, and, they learnt us
I'd in of songs and things
5eorge "The boys sing here in chu
n the said Kate. "Wlll you prom
little be very good if Mrs. Flint /
lighter you on Sunday to hear them
"No, l WON'T" said 10;
been I'll tell you what-Ill be as
eorge's as anythlnk if you will l.
been come and sit up in that box
it was you,
boy Kate was rather alarmed