New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1904-05-10
Blank Sheet.
BY CLIO GRAVES
IN TWO PARTs-PART II.

other but as he has made his bed so he nun lie lie
on H. and this paper soe be uP Gn but groan
WY. my dear sir. in the name of all that's
sensible?'' cried the Parson, For answer 'Ho
squire pointed TO the scrawled paper .. -,,,-,
oath Parson twas fathers before me
There's drawing back from that O wth4S
young fool. you've broke your old fathers heart
spife his griaf he remained firm in his determine
ton that the paper should be nailed by his own
Written WI the ink he made himself, that seems ems
nard on the boy bdt up soe esst az NV nesS
ana blood World without, end. Amen. black and
mn bow found 5s 0 rem@mbcr his telling me@when
saw him pour IT into thIs here blue clancy Ink
an his wrongs and gru4ges with says George and
other Oak-galis and vitrlol and sal-sonething
other all mixed up together
Parsou Prlnsle leaped out OF his chair
owes tynkIcd through the tears that stood in them.
lie clapped the Squire on The shoulder -, -.r.,,
over YOU win,' And Parson PrngIe skipped out.
Vet thought Parsou had kindly telling for the
poor lad" said the lonely old square as ne PUT
hammer in one deep happered pocket and half
fatal paper OF eternal remuneration put 1t under his
The parish church o. Nokes sturbsrry was close p.e
to the p%rSImafS Smd lT1' b 'hf hat
and cripple chin go sternly by. But Tor the case
ment. the lawn and the sto@t holly hedge. the
Squire might have seen the PEARSON. Tears of mer
rimeut were running down his venerable cheeks
spectaces as ne consulted a stout leather-covered
.'Ay. here is the recipe the boy copied No. XVI,
underneath the formula Of \ Way TO Make Best
Damp Method OF Making Black Writing
Ink that Nanisheth in Twenty-four Hours Twas
had their foolish quarrel: hour later the Squire
stSnGd his name 70 The paper asoWnqs e s, Gny
the last stroke Of those RASH sinLc- words VIII
shall sit down and write sermon on ForSlv We
ness" taking as mine example the parable OF the
IN my good friend Graybrooke's potato field lilo.
Meanwhile Squire Bucktrout had nailed up the
paper. Ills large aTmOrial seal was impressed AT
the bottom IF tn" document in n blob o. green wax
81 the words world without end " His business
had intended to call the servants together and for
bid their ever again mentioning in his hearing the
OF his outCast lie fell asleep instead in the
old library where he shut himself after dinner TO
6nSa6p nd old 10 To the nr But Mhen he
set out on sunday morning To walk through the
dered wig and lace RULES his snufr-coIored stiff
skirtGd coat, with the silver lace. cocked white
by Giles, carrying the huge old Church service
book the Squire made an imposing figure
There a crowd about the porch deep
murmur greeted the proud old man, and way was
Haed on the church door With his silver headed
Malacc3 cane then passed IN and entered the Hal
am instant. When he lowered it. and east a stern
boodshot eyes bolted and his red cheeks became
livd. notified with violet veins, For In the Par
Prinele in her lowered brocade. and Mistress
Hetty. in a hat and feathers. And the simple ser
vice drew 10 sermon time. and Parson Pringle,
in his rusty. fun sIeeved black bombazine gown.
sermon which stamped him forever in the minds
OF his parishioners IS man Of God. gifted with
the power, under heaven. 81 working miracles He
preached his sermon on Forgiveness OF whtcn,
long before he became Rural Dean, many copies
were printed and sold. pointing his moral boldly,
addressing his gOdly eXhortations both TO the
yielding father and the obstinate son: And he
eTGt upon me sh4ThesS II SaT1 tE G amG inc
OF the finite human creature who shall dare to say.
And then. with hands and eyes upiifted he be-
sought that strife might cease. and love prevail
The Amen had scarcely Lett the Parsons lips before
You step beyond your prerogative. Parson Prin-
public. an harhorng them ha cast off. Now.
pray and preach you Will set foot in this
church no morer' And he stumped sturdily down
the aisle, over the brasses OF his ancestors, his
three chns duivering with Indignation But the
Parson leaned the reading desk, and his stern
voice pursued the Squire to the western door.
Arise and go. depart if il is your WILL implaca-
shall not pass the door of this church without
sign that Heaven is more mereiful than you de
thanks here in this house Of God that your sinful
scaled with your seal that is nailed the door,'
The Parson knelt and lifted his heart in prayer;
the Squire strobe down the aisle and lifted the
heavy latch OF the iron knobbed door and swung IL
open with strong hand As the hinges shrieked.
upon whose weather beaten timbers showed. DAG
zlingly white by contrast
My beloved brethren. said ParsOn Pringle. as
the SQUIRE tottered up the aisle supported by his
cushions In the Hall pew, let us sing a psalm of
thanksgving And the ancient Gent, toeTs OF the roof
sturdy lungs of the CONGREGATION There was no
sSe IN boh 70 o bo
the thing had happened The reputation of the
established and the squire's iirst grandchild was
christened George Pringle. In honor OF his granS-