Evening star., 1902-03-08

but he had seen no need to study his Bible
or consider whether or not he had anything
to teach men when he should be placed In
spiritual authority over them.
That fatal Scottish familiarity with the
Bible as lesson book which John Glendon-
wyn had obtained at school prevented him
from ever opening 1t after he had left.
Young men do not read their old school
books.
Still the heart Of the youth was clean.
willing, teachable and the time OF harden
Ing was not yet. He respected his rector
as he respected no other man. Again and
that a time OF cleaying and trying would
surely come, and that early. How would
he, John Glendonwyn. stand In that day?
And through the growing dusk of the
winters eve he saw the clear, deep-piercing
eyes OF Veronica Caesar searching into his
soul. They seemed to make him vince.
John drew a long breath, looked at his
watch. and turned back toward the town.
The thought Of little Fairlie drawing to-
gether the threads OF her days work was
like the glowing Of a household hearth to
the lonely boy. He felt instinctively that
she would never trouble him with ques-
tionings about creeds and catechisms, or
drive him at the bayonet's point to duties
and life-missions.
Spite Of the most weather-beaten prov
erbs. he yet expected the course Of true love
to run smooth, even as the prospects of his
life were set down on legal parchment and
assured to him by the statute book Of the
realm. The reversion OF the parish OF
Cover as soon as he should quilify for the
mothers little fortune to add to the large
stipend from the day of his ordination. All
was ready to his hand His father had set
his hand to the necessary instrument while
he was yet a child He could not indeed
crafty his parent by marrying Vera
Caesar. for the most excellent Of all
reasons. Vera Caesar would not marry
him. Therefore this logical young mind
held himself free to choose and to love
whomso he would. He had done both. and
now he was on his way to the bridge end.
by which little Fairlie Glendinning. his
hearts chosen, must pass on her way home.
Yes, the infant department was coming
out at last-all important event. Urchins
fell over each other trying to slide along
the cutters and negotiate tho patches OF
salted pavement. Little girls came along
hand in hand. singing as they came to the
words OF their evensong:
''The Lords my shepherd, TIL not want,
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green. he leadeth me
The quiet waters by
The young vivid lives scattered this way
and that. They had been and were not.
Various doors cleaned for moment as
the fire-lighted homes took them in
The long dull street began to gldnmer at
Its further end. Yonder was Davie Mo
George, the lamplighter. running with an
d-fashioned fusee over his shoulder along
WIFI iduuST. 1Hc ITOSl UdLo OeSdN 10
make q little iridescent halo about each dim
oil lamp a fact which John G.endonwyn
!, had only time to observe, when suddenly all
his ideas and observings flew this way and
that-as utterly routed as II shell had
exploded in an ants nest. So fast fied
these wise thoughts. these accurate memo
randa makings at the appearance Of a GER
tain slender little black figure on the scarce
| tarnished whiteness Of the snow.
But the next moment John was stamping
his foot Confusion-ten confusions! There
! were two black dots. But as the dots en-
larged, they proved to be very little after
all.
Nevertheless John Glendonwyn turned
away and walked down the incline from
the bridge. He would go on and rejoin
Fairlie at her own door. But his walk was
spoiled. and the evening was spoiled also.
He knew by his schoolboy experience what
the Flower-cot had been In the days when
Kate was its sole attraction. But now
with Fairie also!
thought struck him. Perhaps she was
only seeing one OF her little pupils home
She might have a word OF kindness or Of
warning to bestow on the childs mother.
He turned back. There they were
How do you do, Fairlie?
Dear me. Mr.: Giendonwyn-who would
have thought"
"And Johnny have tummed to stay ALL
ee-night Wit Teatzer. Isn't 100 giadf 10
ofrul! WIN 90 have some tonee7 All n,dne,
tarts Is DONE"
To John Glendonwyn for the moment
Herod the Great seemed an unjustly
maigned monarch. And II he had added
the name Of Johnny Colstoun to the list OF