Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1902-11-11

a me uhchurchly way, Wnlch nOuteu
missions afar, and spent itself un-
grudging on the poor, the needy and
the heather at its door.
Mr.. Bryson, the young minister just
out of the seminary, said Jane was
"deplorably narrow" Helen agreed
with him. 1t was one way Of fiattering
his vanity, and aside from a natural
love Of conquest Helen wanted to keep
him dangling about her as a spur TO
Bobbie
Perhaps it was some thought Of him
that suddenly dried Helen's stormy
tears. She flung up her arms and said,
steadily: 81 mean it, Aunt Prue! I'm
les you help me you viii have me on
your hands for good and always,
swear never viii go back to my moth
err"
Under all Miss Prue's womanliness
there was a grain of flint. 1t struck
fire now-her tone was as hard as
Helen's when she said: "Not even the
risk of martyrdom shall make me do
the lad such a wrong. Ifany body must
be sacrificed to you let it be me.
am older than Robby by 25 years.
Commonly Helen sulked week after
one of her outbreaks. 1t amazed Miss
Prue to find her at breakfast silken
and smiling.
Il can never be good, like Jane" she
said, little later, when Bobbie came
in to consult with Aunty Prue about a
poor sick family. but / mean to be
henceforth as good as can. From
what you say there is likely to be need
for all the help anybody can give"
Indeed. there will be-" Bobbie said,
earnestly. 1T is fairly heart-break-
ing to think of those poor mill folk.
Their cottages are so cramped-and
fever has sprung up already"
81 cannot help in the nursing" Helen
said, dropping her eyes; "but l can
fetch and carry-and spend Jillson
money. 0, don't shake your head
they like to have me do it-and heaps
of people will give me things, if 1 come
for them in a carriage, that would shut
their hands tight if 1 went afoot."
81 believe you are right" BObbie said,
laughing.
81 know 1 am right" Helen pouted.
Then she ran away and left hint was
almost a week, indeed, before he saw
her again.
But he heard of her, and of her
works, almost hourly. She had flung
herself into charity with all her
strength, and found in it some measure
of the outlet for which her active tenn
permanent pinned. Thus, with her airs
and graces laid aside, she was hun
dred times more charming. Bobbie
would certainly have gone down before
her if his heart had not been secure in
James keeping.
A fine, clear December, nipping cold,
so helped to check the fever the last
case was convalescent when Christmas
came, and brought a foot of snow. 1t
brought Bobbie something else-some-
thing that made his voice ring so hap
PLY.
Helen thrilled to hear him say from
the well-furred depths of his cutter:
Jump in! Quick! I'm going to give
you a ride 1 hope you will never for
get"
Nesting at his side, Helen's eyes
grew full of light. Something was com
ing -subtly. indefnably, he was unlike
what ne had ever been before. For
awhile neither spoke.
Zen. as ,.y drove past the factory,
Bohbic laughed. and pat his hand pos
scssiy,Iy over hers. saying, gayly: 81
want to confess nay sins. and this is the
very time. When You first came
misiudged you - o, shamefuIIy. 1
thought YOU were selfish, heartless-
ever so many bad things. / still half
believe you were, until your good angel
scared the ugly traits away"
"Who is the good angelo Helen
asked, smiling softly
Love" Bobbie said, boldly "Helen,
fairer than Helen of Troy, confess in
your turn you do love"
lie broke off with quick, significant
glance Helen trembled as she half
whispered:
"Who?"
"The man who loves you better than
all the world-the man who would have
told you so months back, but for my
mistake"
81 do not understand" Helen said,
dropping her eyes.
Bobbie laughed triumphantly. 20,
yes, you do" he said. "Of course, I'm
horribly mpertinent-more imperti-
nent than when persuaded him you
were flirting-but please say you'll
marry Bryson when the bishop comes
to marry Jane and myself. 1t twas only
last night she would make me a posi-
tive promise. I've been so happy ever
since I'm audacious enough to do any
thing"
Helen rallied bravely. "You are au-
dacious," she said, with just the least
hard breath; then, smiling brilliantly;
"But forgive you, all save one thing.
You should never have undertaken to
court me by proxy for anything under
the bishop himself. He is, l hear,
bachelor, and very rich"
"Bryson will be bishop-he is worth
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