Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1900-10-12

nire Welsh rabbit. aud I'm order that
I amt much given Ia burgundy aud
forthwith stout aud Welsh rabbit
promptly Appeared at his command
They sat lous 40 their supper. talking
lie equals. as Mr. Iuihrrnray prs
entity perceived with glow 81 sur
prise ard qualification. uf all the mir
arlrs they would presently do. And.
Is aud by. Mr Maydig." said Mr..
Foihcrinsay. Il might perhaps be able
Co help youth thr domestic way"
Don't quite follow" said Mr.. May
DIG. pouring out glass OF miraculous
old burgundy
MIR Fothrrlnlay helped himself 10 a
second Welsh rabbit out Of vacancy
and took a muuihfuL Il was think
ling" he said. Il might he able tchum,
chumI G" work tchum, chuml mir
aclc with Mr> Muchin lchum. chum,-
make her lttitcr woman"
Mr.. MayGl. put down the glass and
looked doubtful. shes She strong
Is objects 20 Interference. you know,
VI. Fothcriugay. Aud-as a matter
II fact-ii's well past II. and she's
probably in bed and asleep. DO you
think on tie whole
Mr.. Foihcrircay considered these OBJ
. jcctions. Il don't see that il shouldn't
he done In her sleep"
For time MIR. MaydiG opposed the
idea. and then he yielded. MIR. Foth-
crinsay issued his orders. and little
less nj their ease, perhaps the two
gentlemen proceeded with their repaSt.
Mr. Maydig was cularging on the
changes he might expect in his house
keeper next day. with an optimism
that seemed even TO Mr.. FOtheringay's
supper senses a little forced and hec-
tie. when series of confused noises
from up stars began. Their eyes eX-
changed intcrrogationS and Mr.. May
dig left the room hastily. Mr. Fother-
ingay heard him calling up to his
housckecper and then his footsteps
going softly up 20 her.
In minute or so the minister re-
turned. his step light, his face radiant.
Wonderful" he said, and touching.
Most touching"
He began pacing the hearth rug. "A
repentance. most touching repent
ancc. through the crack of the door.
Poor woman, most wonderful
change, She had got up. She must
have got up Mt once. She had got up
out of her sleep to smash private
bottle of brandy in her box. And to
confess ii too! But this gives us, 1t
opens, a most amazing vista of posi-
bilitirs, If we can work this miracu-
lous change in her"
"The things unlimited seemingly"
said Mr.. Fotheringay. And about
Mr.. Winch
altogether unlimited" And from
the hearth rug .Mr. Maydig, waving
the Winch difficulty aside, unfoldcd
series of wonderful proposals, pro-
posals he invented as he went along.
Now. what those proposals were does
not concern the essentials Of this story.
Suffice it that they were designed in a
spirit Of infinite bcncvolcncc. the sort
of brncvoluncc that used to be called
poStprandial Suffice it. too, that the
problem of Winch remained unsolycd
Nor is it necessary to describe how
far that series got 10 its fultillment
There We're astonishing changes. The
small hours found Mr. Maydig and
Mr. FOtheringay carCering across the
chilly market square under the still
In, of. .
turgy, Mr.. Maydg all Zap and gesture
Mr. Fotheringay short and bristling
and no longer abaShcd at his greatness.
They had reformed every drunkard In
the parliamentary division, changed all
the beer and alcohol to water (Mr.
Maydig had overruled Mr.. Fotheringay
on this point. They had, further,
greatly improved the railway cOmmu-
nication of the place, drained Flinders
swamp, improved the soil of One Tree
hill and cured the Wears wart. And
they were going to see what could be
lone with the injured pier at South
Bridge. THE place" sasped Mr. May
dig, won't be the same place tomor-
COW. How surprised and thankful
every one will be-" And just at that
moment the church clock struck 3.
Il say" said Mr.. Fotheringay,
that's 3 O'clock l must be getting
back. I've got to be at business by 8.
And besides. Mrs. Wimms"-
We're only beginning" said Mr..
Maydig, full Of the sweetness of I'M
limited power. Were only begin
ming. Think of all the good we're do.
ing. When people wake
But said Mr. Fothcringay.
Mr.. Maydig gripped his arm sudden
~. Ills eyes were bright anr wIrd.
My dear chap" he said, there's nc
hurry. Look He pointed to the
moon at The zenith. "Joshuaw
"Joshua?" said Mr.. Fotherngay.
Joshua" said Mr.. Maydig. "Why
not? Stop it"
Mr.. Fotheringay looked at the moon.
That's a bit tall" he said after a
pause.
Why not?" said Mr.. Maydig. "Of
course it doesn't stop. You stop the
rotation of the earth, you know. Time
stops. 1t isn't as if we were doing
HARM"
HIN" said Mr. Fotheringay.
Well he sighed, "I'll try. Here
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