Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1899-1903, 1899-10-26
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Felicia laughed again, and the bishops
heart, heavy though it had grown dur
ing several months of vast sin bearing,
rejoiced to hear it. It sounded good. It
was good. It belonged to God.
Felicia wanted to visit the settlement
and went back with the bishop She
was amazed at the results of what con-
siderable money and good deal of con-
secrated brains had done. AS they walk
ed through theibuilding they talked in
cessantly. Felicia was the incarnation
Of vital enthusiasm Even the bishop
wondered at the exhibition of it as it
dubbed up and sparkled over.
They went down into the basement,
and the bishop pushed open the door,
from behind which came the sound of a
carpenters plane, 1t was small but
well equipped carpenters shop. A
young man with a paper cap on his
head and clad in blouse and oyeralls
was whistling and driving the plane as
he whistled. He looked up as the bishop
and Felicia entered and took off his cap
AS he did SO his little finger carried
small curling shaving up to his hair.
and it caught there
"Miss Sterling, Mr.. Stephen Clyde,
said the bishop. "Clyde is one Of our
helpers here two afternoons in the
week. I"
just then the bishop was called up
stairs. and he excused himself for mo-
ment. leaving Felicia and the young
carpenter together.
"We have met before, said Felicia,
looking at Clyde frankly. 1
Eyes. back in the world as the
bishop says, replied the young man.
and his fingers trembled little as they
lay on the board he had been planning.
yes Felicia hesitated. 81 am
very glad to see you !"
"Are your" The flush Of pleasure
mounted to the young carpenters fore
head. "You have had great deal of
trouble since-then9 r. he said, and then
he was afraid he had wounded her or
called up painful memories, but Felicia
had lived over all that.
eyes, and you also. How is it You
are working here7"
sit is long story, Miss Sterling
My father lost his money, and I was
obliged to go to work, very good thing
for me. The bishop says ought to be
grateful. am. I am very happy now.
! learned the trade hoping some time
to be of use. I am night clerk at one Of
the hotels. That Sunday morning when
you took the pledge at Nazareth Az
enue church took it with the others.
Did your" said Felicia slowly. ri
am glad. .
just then the bishop came back, and
very soon he and Felicia went away,
leaving the young carpenter at his work.
Some one noticed that he whistled loud.
er than ever as.he planned.
"Felicia," said the bishop, "did you
know Stephen Clyde before?"
"Yes, back in the world, dear bishop.
He was one Of my acquaintance in
Nazareth Avenue church"
"Ahi" said the bishop.
1--WE were very good friends" added
Felicia.
"But nothing moref' the bishop ven,
tured to ask.
Felicia's face glowed for an instant.
Then she looked the bishop in the eyes
frankly and answered:
Truly and truly, nothing more. % I
sit would be just the way Of the
world for those two people to come to
like each other, though" Thought the
bishop to himself, and somehow the
thought made him grave. 1t was al.
most like the old pang over Camilla,
but it passed, leaving him afterward,
when Felicia had gone back, with tears
in his eyes and feeling that was al.
most hope that Felicia and Stephen
would like each other. "After all, " said
the bishop, like the sensible, good man
that he was, sis not romance part of
humanity3 Love is older than I am and
wiser"
The week following the bishop had
an experience that belongs to this part
Of the settlements history.
He was coming back to the settle
ment very late from some gathering Of
the striking tailors and was walking
along, with his hands behind him,
when two men jumped out from behind
an old fence that shut off an abandoned
factory from the street and faced him.
One of the men thrust a pistol into the
bishops face, and the other threatened
him with ragged stake that had evil
IDENTIFY been torn from the fence.
"Hold up your hands, and be quick
about It'll" said the man with the pistol
The place was solitary, and the bishop
had no thought Of resistance. He did as
he was commanded, and the man with
the stake began to go through his poek-
cts. The bishop was calm. His nerves
did not culver. As he stood there with
his arms uplifted an ignorant spectator
might have thought that he was pray
ing for the souls of these two men, And
ne was, and his prayer was singularly
answered that very night
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