The Red Cloud chief., 1903-12-18

It's walls the materials for such a func.
raj sermon as, in all its ancient hts
tory, 1t had never before seen gath.
r together there.
The remains, now all decently in.
closed in collins, still lay within the
precincts of the chancel, where they
must remain until after the inquest
on the following day.
The church, which was of no great
size. was filed to overlooking. For
not only were there many mourners
present, who had come post.haste
from all parts of the kingdom. but
strangers for miles round. attracted by
h morbid curiosity which draws
crowds as with "A cart.rope, wherever
there is a prevalence of the CHASTITY
element, blocked the %aislcs, filled the
porch, and even occupied the pulpit
stairs.
People who came To- cape and gaze,
and then, going home to the Sunday
dinner. exchanged experiences over
the shoulder of mutton and baked po-
tatoes. remarking. as they wiped their
mouths, that II was a sad sight, but
one they wouldn't have missed for
anything you could have offered them.
At the same time they were compelled
TO W that there were not 80 many
bodies as they had confidently ex.
pected, but then, nothing ever did
come up to your expectations in this
world.
Ted Burritt had a seat assigned
him in one of the front pews. A
glance at his face, on the part of the
functionary who discharged the office
OF ushering the people into their
places, seemed to be sufficient to show
TO which portion OF the congregation
he belonged.
Ted Burritt knew that his fathers
body now lay there within the chan
Gel rails, in one of those hastily con.
structed collins, which had been
roughly put together tn meet the sud.
den and unprecedented demand.
1t was evident that a certain mum.
Der of seats had been reserved for
those who, 1t was felt, had the great
''' N'"'h' " 'h'hi' " Nv obSCI Ntu,
after a short time, that the same pew
into which he had been ushered also
contained two Of his fellow passen.
gers on that ever memorable Journey
"a poor widow and another woman.
The former, it was impossible to
doubt, had found her worst fears
realized, for she still cried silently
and ceaselessly behind the shelter of
her veil. The other Oman whom
he now guessed to be about forty
years Of age, and who was cookbook,
ing in a sort of ~d.featured way,
was also clothed in deep black gar.
ments, but there was a suppressed
glitter in her eye, and that same rest
less movement Of the fingers. as she
perpctually rustled the leaves Of her
prayer-book, which betrayed the ex.
istence Of some strong but suppressed
feeling, which seemed to be more like
excitement than grief.
But, then, We are all at liberty "a
show our grief in our own peculiar
way.
In the other pews round him he rec.
ogniZed other faCes-those of fellow.
travellers or others whom he had seer
at the station OF in the church in the
early morning of the day before.
Among these there were, of course,
happy exceptions to the general rule.
There were those who had found the
living where they had looked for the
dead, and who, after a few hours of
%torturing suspense, had discovered the
n they sought. either in the village
Or in some of the neighboring ham.
let's, and were present IN that morn.
ing with a chastened joy and graft.
tude ~unspeakable.
Ito be continued.)