Belding banner. (Belding, Mich.) 1889-1918, 1901-12-26
SAVED BY A WILD CRY

lively. 'as you say. Trayers, we had
some delightful times at oxford to-
gether.'
Il should think SOL the newcomer
assented. I'VE did have larks! What
days on the river! And what nights
in college,
The bishop moved uneasily In his
chair. Then he glanced at the bishop
ess and the two bishopinas. MY dear.
he said, wriggling inside his black
apron, lit is very hot In here. | think
| will take Mr.. Travers out in the gar
den n little"
The bishopess' face expressed sincere
relief. Mr.. Travers' talk tended not
to edlhcation. She too, glanced at the
bishopinas. Il would Edward, II |
were YOU" she answered. Perhaps
Mr.. Travers smokes. He might like
a cigar"
"Ah. you don't smoke now. them
Travers put in with note of surprise.
well, that's odd. Given II up? Mus
have cost him a wrench, though, Mrs.
Mitchell Never saw him ut Oxford
without a short brier root in his mouth,
bar chapel or lecture. Did |. MitchellT'
The bishop rose sOlemnly, stood for
"A moment by the open window. with
his episcopal legs in a studied attitude
Of episcopal doubt, and then led the
way into the garden. 1t was beauti.
full West Indian night. Tropical moon
light lay pale green upon the floor Of
the veranda. Fireties fitted In and
! out. The scent of large white flowers
was heavy on the air Travers thought
It all beautiful. He had only arriy
ed nj Tortuga that morning and had
come straight up TO Rshopstow TO
make his first impression of the tropics
under his old friends roof and his old
friends auspices.
The bishop selected sequestered
spot at the farthest end OF the veranda.
placing long deck chair for Trayers
where he was least likely TO be over
heard by the two hishopinas.
YES" he continued in bland pro
fessional murmur. I'VE have n great
work here, and feel that abstinence
from all appearance OF evil is a neces
sity of my usefulness"
John Travers lighted n cigar. Its
smoke blew toward the bishop. Capt
tai tobacco one gets here" Travers re-
marked
The bishop shifted II regretfully. 1T
| has delicious fragrance. will adj
NIT" he answered with reluctance
Travers leaned back i'm his chair and
watched the freAies as they fitted.
The air was balmy. "Ah. what times
we had at Oxford" be went on reflect
ing. What times we had there. Mitch
ell! DO YOU remember that saucy little
girl whc used TO sell flowers nj the cor
ner near the Randolph? A pretty bit Of
fluff Polly Peach they called her.
What fun we had chatting her! Well,
she's married doctor now and has a
son at Brasenose."
IL am glad to hear it," the bishop an
swered, putting his thumbs and fore
| fingers together Though she was
frivolous young woman, she was not
wholly lacking in-in what ! may ven
ture To call the essentials of refinement.
And we must remember she was plac-
ed in a position of some temptation"
Eyes. she's married." Travers went
on. ito a doctor. as | say. think you
| knew him. OH of course. We were AT
drunk together at his rooms in Bal
| liol "
81 remember taking wine" the bish-
OPP admitted after pause, with man
named Holmes there"
THE same! The very fellow! What
way he had with the girls too! And
then the bonfire Do you remember
our bonfire on the night our Torpid
beat Chrstchurch and Oriel? How
you brought out fagots into the quad
after the bump supper and remarked
That you didn't care n something or
other for the dons and made "A Jolly
good blaze and were almost sent down
for it,"
The bishop hestated. 81 have some
| ndiStnct recollection that there was
houfre" he allowed at last obviously.
WAS n bonfire. Why, my dear fel-
low. YOU were all but sent packing for
it. You can't possibly forget. You were
| ltA WI bli lllt SiOtlllil tii'il hi'1A VI NiN
other men were much more drunk than
you you were just sober enough to
| light the fagots in the middle of the
quad. while tac other men wanted to
pile and light them against the hall and
chapel"
The bishops face was rigid with ter.
ror
Just then cry rose on the air from
a cottage not Jar off-a weird. shrll
cry. as Of women wailng
whats thatT Travers asked. with a
start
Saved. saved The bishop gaspcd with
| Joy. lie remembered that Travers had
| had typhoid at college and lived ever
afterward IN bodily dread Of zymotic
diseases THAT" lie replied in very
calm and measured tones, "is-only a
negro wake The women are wailing
and keening after their kind over one
of their people who has died In this
epidemic. regret to say. owing to our
imperfect sanitary arrangements. such
scenes are too common. We grow per-
! iopS IN Al iSrpon ri tbpm with almost nm