Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1903-01-22

There are but two Protestant denom-
nations here, YOU know, the Metho-
dists and the Disciples. The Catholics
need not mention; know you would
not attend their services. Our Sabbath
school is at o'clock; our preaching
service at ten-thirty. Come out to
both. Will you not?"
Il would rather not promise, Miss
Barwood."
"Why?"-With lifted brows and in.
Election.
Early rising is not one of my vir-
tues. And on Sundays l sleep late
until noon often"
You are in the habit of consulting
your ease and inclination, rather than
your duty, then"
81 will not plead guilty to the charge,
| try to do my duty when | know it.
The whole thing is a matter of in
dividual opinion and preference, it
would. not be worth our while to
argue
Then turning to the younger sister:
What church do you attend, Miss
Dolly?"
Occasionally meet with the Cath
olics, at Haggert's across the river"
answered that young woman, Idly
drumming upon the showcase. 81 al
ways attend when Father Bede comes
down from Malconta. like him. be-
lieve he's good man. But don't pre-
tend to understand all they believe
nor believe all | understand. I'm like
daddy-a freethinker. Sometimes, too,
| go with mamma and Julia to the
Methodist church. To what denomi-
nation do you belong, Nh Marlowe-
if any?"
None"
''But you ought to belong to church."
put in Julia. you are not living as
you ought. No matter how moral you
may be, you are setting a bad example
But come, DorOthy-we must be go
ing"
AS they reached the door, Dolly turn
ed and said archly:
'Do you dance, Mr.. Narrower"
Yes"
'I'll see that you have an invitation
to our next hop, then. Good morning"
When they were gone Ralph return
ed TO his work, murmuring:
"The one invited me to church; the
other, to a dance. But neither invited
me to their home. They think need
most-the refining influence of a good
home-neither offered me. | do not
wonder however; they know nothing
of my character-my past. Yet why
should they be willing to meet me at
church hol .,,stl kot
own dcors-at their own Preside? HUI
man ideas and notions are the most
puzzling and conflicting things in the
universe"
One rainy evening a few days subse-
quent to the meeting with his employ
er's daughters, Marlowe sat in the drug
store alone. He had been quite busy
all day; and was weary and sleepy.
fitting straightforward office chair
against the wall, at the end of the
bench near the stove, he dropped into
1t; and crossing his legs, fell into a
reyerle-as was his habit when alone
A sense Of impending danger or trou-
BILE weighed heavily upon him. He felt
more depressed, more lonely, than at
any time since coming to the village. In
vain he called himself fool and strove
to shake off the melancholy that beset
him. 1t chung to him like a veritable
nightmare.
Great heaveni" he muttered at last.
irritably springing to his feet and walk
in up and down the room. "Why am I
so tomented? Why must the dead past
arise in its grave clothes and haunt
me? 1t is dead-it should remain
buried. Pshaw! | am morbid. What
has come over me tonight. | am safe
here; no one connected with the old
life knows ought of me or my hiding
place. | wish some one would come in
dog would be welcome company Lis
ten, how II rains! Where's that Jep
with his nonsensical stories? He's Ike
the proverbial small boy-not to be
found when one wants him, and under
ones feet at all other times"
AS if in answer to Ralph's muttercd
query, the door swung open and Tucker
Gmbled into the store. Turning down
the collar of his ragged coat and shak-
ing the water from his dripping cap. he
remarked dronlngly:
BLACK all over an rainin' right
straight down in the middle. The OIL
doc hain't got back yit. hey? He alluz
manages to be out such nights as this.
What's the reason that the worse the
weather an the darker the night. the
more sickness there is? Seven-levenths
o all the babies that ever come into
the world was born on dark, rainy
nights-sometlme 'twixt midnight an
mOrnin'. Ever think bout 1t Didn't?
Well, it's a fact. Say!"
What is it, Jep?' Ralph responded
pleasantly.
wy. | saw Lon Crider, the drug
man, on the street jest a minute ago.
He's jest drove down from Malconta-
missed the evenin' train. He was ask
in bout you an the OIL doc; an told
me to tell you he'd drop in sometime
this evenin'."
Ralph nodded affably. but said moth
ing. He wanted Tucker TO ramble on;
the eccentric's idle chatter drowned the
insistent voices that had been dinning
in mis- ears.
DO you know what such a night
as this alluz reminds me off" Jep ask
ed after a moments silence.
"Of what?" Marlowe replied with as
sumed interest.
ITO Be Continued)
The sultan Of Turkey has refused to
allow a party Of scientists that were