The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1898-06-09
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''and was sent from Paris by one of
the old nobility. More years than
you have lived, my child, has she
been gone, but you are like her, and
the precious thing is not too good for
you. May the blessing of an old man
go with it," and he laid his hand np-
on her gentle head.
'Oh, sir, it's far too fine for me,
but will wear it for your sake and
hers said the grateful girl, wonder
ing, AS she looked into his kind eyes.
how the people could misunderstood
and dislike him, and pledgng herself
silently to tine most loving daughters
service.
And now [ must hasten," said the
Priest, standing erect and stately,
with cloud upon his brow. The
stiff -necked and preverse among my
people seem to increase and strange,
mutinous rumors reach my ears. But
my cause is just, and no earthly pow
er shall discourage or dislodge me.
shall deliver the whole counsel of The
Most High to these stubborn, ignorant
souls, whether they will or net. and
upon their own heads be the conse
| quences OF their rebellion against
their lawful guide and MASTER"
But, surely, Cousin WaIworth,"
ventured Madam Blake, 'the gospel
hath comforts as we'll as terrors, and
the Master of us did not disdain to
call his diciples friends. For your
own sake, my kinsman, l fain would
have you use gentler speech"
40 the winds with gentler speech,
madam. l must be myself, and not
another. | can be gentle where |
love. but small love have | for this
ungratefui folk Nevertheless. I shall
labor for their best good. and there
are among them few choice and SO
lect spirits. And now | wish you a
good day. Trouble not your dear
heart. my dove, for me-" as he saw
the gathering tears in Chloe's eyes.
Truth is mighty and must prevail.
L shall insist upon the right, and my
people must bend to my will"
With that he departed, and the
mother and daughter sat looking at
each other in silence for moment
There's naught to be DONE" said
Madam Blake at last; 'he was born
with that idea of lordship over every
thing, and is too old to change. He
will not see the goodness and kind
ness IN common folks, and they never
have a chance to see him at his best.
L would that Dea Thaxter had been
by when he gave You the pearls. No
angel could have had sweeter look" "
'But, mother" said Chloe, with The
eyes of a seer, something tells me
that he will change"
Nonsense, child; you think things
will happen to suit your wishes.
tell you that he'll never give up;
that will OF his Is set to maintain his
dignity and his right, as he calls it ::
ana there's no hell for 'em, poor
souls. They've got to hear his high
and mighty ways and his everlasting
long prayers and sermons, another Is
years, far's | know, for the Walworths
are long lived race | feel like n
hypocrite, Chloe, but I can't help see
ing the other side. That poor, Shift
less Job Miles, with his sick wife!
Think of the priest walking down
there last week aud driving off his
cow, because Job couldn't pay his
ministers tax. And when he plucked
up courage tn say How can we live
without the COW, Priest?' my cousin
answered. with that air of his, NV
good man, if you need help, call on
the selectmen.'
oh! mother, say no more" inter
rupted poor Chloe, her loyal heart
torn by conflicting love and sense of
right; she has just been our guest,
and it cannot be honorable to speak
thus of him"
| During this conversation the Priest
was Jogging briskly along in his
chaise, his thoughts dwelling upon
that thorn in the flesh, his neglected
salary. Griding his horse down to
the bank of the Startled river. he
descended from his seat and led the
animal to the usual Watering place.
The river was at its midsummer shal
lowness, and after resuming his high
perch and gathering up the lines, he
decided to ford the stream instead of
driving over the covered bridge. But
his troubled thoughts must nave made
sad havoc with his good Judgment,
for just before reaching the farther
side. his wheels stuck fast in the mud,
and strong pull from the horse
threw the chaise upon its side in the
shallow water.
Help! help" shouted the Priest,
in tremendous voice, as he spied
the figure of laboring man ap-
preaching. Hasten. good man, |
cannot stir"
The man, who, as matter of his
tory, was no other than Job Miles.
drew near. satisfied himself by careful
inspection that there was no real dan
ger, aud tasted sweet revenge by cali,
ing out MY good man, If you need
help, call on the selectmen" He then
walked off with ridiculous imitation
of the minister's own pompous gait,
: never once looking behind him.
Words fail to picture the rage and
general discontinue of the Prie ST.
/, His wrath was so great that hi1