Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1903-04-25

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1T WAS MISS DACREs' POCKET
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over the old ram-shackle affair
there is really nothing" He stood in
the middle of the aisle. His so
standing blocked our way.
''What! Not the carving of the
Resurrection and the font given by
the first Swede pastor? Why, where
were your eyes, Mr.. Beldon? We
must see those, of course. Come,
DR.. Wynne."
My lowerback backed slowly
down the dark aisle, talking volubly
to us and occasionally glancing over
his shoulder. The church was dimly
lighted, and I suggested having one
of the windows opened-the blinds,
rather. II will go in the carriage
and get the SEXTON" said I.
Il think we can send for him more
easily" said Mr.. Beldon. eli,
Johnny" and there appeared out of
the darkness the little deformed
child whom I had often seen playing
round the door of the Maltby home
stead. go and tell your father that
Mrs. Brathwaite wishes the blinds
opened"
''He's gone to the village" replied
Johnny, ''but if you and the lady had
enough of light
ssThe 1ady~~-ys7 oonnoU see,
said Mr.. Beldon, breaking in, "how-
81 mean the other lady," said
Johnny.
go! at once, Johnny" broke in
Mr.. Beldon, ''and see if he hasn't
come home yet" There was a sud-
den CLEAN of outer sunshine as
Johnny ran through the door, and
by it's ray perceived handkerchief
on the cushioned seat near where l
was standing. I picked it up at once.
1t had variegated border which /
knew well.
'Thank you," said Mr.. Beldon, hold
ing out his hand.
'Tt isn't yours" said I. ''It be-
longs to my young woman boarder,
Miss Dacres.''
'Does it?" said Mr.. Beldon, clap
ping his hand to his pocket. "Where,
then, can I have left mine? Does
that young woman penetrate even
to the temple of the Lord? Is moth
ing sacred from her, not even this
holy edifce?"
did not like his tone, and Elder
Wynne looked at him as if it Jared
upon him.
Young man." he said, in his quay
erlng voice, when you come to my
age you will not speak slightingly of
pile like this, or of it's Master
Il don't call that slightingly, sir,''
said Mr.. Beldon, respectfully. 81
really am surprised at that young
woman. meet her everywhere on
the road. She prizes into everything,
but she seems no more willing to
make my acquaintance than I am to
make hers. l wonder if she was
here lately''
Elder Wynne began to cough.
The church is damp" I said ooh,
dear! How reproached I shall be if
you have taken more cold. Do come
! out into the sunshine'
The church is not really cold. /"
said Mr.. Beldon. ''Let me see if 7
cannot open the blind without wait
ing for Maltby. 1t would be pity,
after you have come so far, not
| TO-"
IL came over me just then that he
had declared that the church held
nothing Of interest.
No! no." said DR.. Wynne, hurry
ing towards the door much faster
than | had thought possible he could,
l cannot stay here longer. I must
get out. out into the air.
His tone frightened me, and T hur-
RED after him. I never saw him
show such vigor. He was standing on
the church step when I came through
the door, and was shading his ewes
with his hand and looking down the
road. My eyes followed his. .sWho
is that?" He indicated fying
figure silhouetted against the set
ting sun
"That?" said I. "That? Why, it
looks very much like my other board
er. Miss Dacres." Mr.. Beldon looked
after the diminishing figure. 81 be-
lieve you are right" said he. ''That
is Miss Dacres. 1 wonder where she
CANA from?"