The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1902-12-19

hasn't been here for month, has
he? / should like to know how he
is prospecting in his missionary I'M
dertakings. l trust you have not
quarreled with him?"
ITO your last question i can an
s.wer me-" was Margarct's reply.
Your other question Mr.. Fosdyke
shall answer for himself"
Fosdyke was going down the
street. She had seen him at the
very moment when her aunt's ques-
ton came, and the impulse came to
her to call him in. She was vexed
with her aunt for saying anything
about him, and she wanted to enjoy
her discontinue at hating him pre-
sent himself for examination. And
she was vexed with him for having
stayed away from her so long, and
she wanted to punish him for it in
some way. So she threw open the
window and leaned out.
''Mr. Fosdyke,' she called.
He looked up and saw her, and
pleased look came into his face.
Then it seemed to her that he looked
pale, all at once, and she wondered
why.
Can you spare time to come in for
little while?" she asked. "Aunt
Diana wants to ask you some ques-
tons"
'Why, Margaret Leith!" cried Aunt
Diana, shocked and angry. "What
possessed you to do such a thing?
What shall I say to him?"
''I'm sure I don't know" answered
Margaret, coolly. 81 thought you
said you wanted to know how he
was getting along with his mission
airy work. Your desire for Informal
ton ought to suggest the questions
necessary to draw from him the in
formation you seemed pining for
John Fosdyke came in.
Margaret gave him her hand with
outward quietness, but her heart was
in a tumult. She loved him. She
had been honest with herself, and
found out that what Aunt Diana had
accused her of was true. No other
man had ever had the power to move
her as this man had. With his eyes
upon her face, she felt that he was
master of her heart and of her fu-
ture, if he chose to exert his inf1u-
ence.
Aunt Diana felt that she must do
something to get herself out of the
dilemma in which Margaret had
placed her, and she was quite voluble,
and fell to questioning him about his
chosen work. If she monopolized
his time and attention, Margaret
would have but little opportunity to
talk with him.
He was doing what he could, in
quiet way, he told her. He was sow
ing the seed. 1t was not time to look
for the harvest yet. When it came,
he hoped it would be abundant, but
whether it was to be that or other
wise, only God could tell. All he
could do was to do the best he could,
and wait patiently for results.
Margaret stood by the window and
listened, with strange feeling of
pleasure at the sound of his voice.
Presently Aunt Diana was called
cut of the room. When she was
gone, Fosdyke came and stood by
Margaret at the window.
Il hope you have not lost quite all
the interest / used to think you had
in my plans" he said. ''It helps and
encourages me to know that friends
are looking on and wishing me sue
cess, if they do not feel like putting
shoulder to the wheel in the good
work"
She did not answer, simply because
she could not. Her heart prompted
her to tell him that she wanted to
help him; that, by his side, she would
willingly, gladly, do what she could;
that her heart was in his work.
But she could not tell him all this.
She felt the hot blood leap to her
cheeks at the thought. So no words
came, and she felt that he was mis-
understanding her silence, but she
was powerless tc prevent him from
making the mistake. He wondered
Il he had been mistaken in her. If
she had felt the interest in his work,
and in himself, that he had fancied