Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1905-04-22

/ lowered his voice, although this was
hardly necessary. as three women on
their right-the left-overs-were dis
cussing the opera. Il shall never be
able to see you alone" he said.
what makes you think that?"
well, haven't l been trying to for
weeks?'
She smiled.
'lf at first you don't succeed, try, try
again. BY the way, will you help us
trim the church tomorrow night?'
That's manual labor"
Il know 1t, and that's what | want
you for If you don't like teas, you
surely will enjoy trimming a church.
That will give you something to do.
know you are strong. because you used
to play football, and besides, you look
strong"
do really? SO does hired
man"
She pouted again.
Now, intended that for a compli-
ment, and It was horrid OF you to turn
it the other way. But you will come,
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the large old-fashioned brick that sets
Off the avenue. The sexton will have
the ladder, and the green's have all
been ordered"
Van Story smiled at her enthusiasm.
who's going TO be there2" he asked.
Let me see. They've placed me in
charge Of the affair. you know, be-
1 faIt I g. a.
thing this year. and there will be four
others to help-the superintendent, Mr.
Pumpton; the infants Bible class
teacher Mr.. Huddle; the assistant or
ganist, Mr.. Wringer. and Vestryman
Springer-that makes six in all, doesn't
it-counting us INF"
Van Story arose.
That's four too many" he said, as
he held her hand. Don't you think
SOP"
She flushed slightly.
Yes" she said softly. "But-youn
be there, won't you? Surely?"
"I'll be there" he replied. ITO
morrow night at eight"
AS he walked back down the avenue
Van Story almost shouted to himself in
the exuberance OF his new thought.
Here at last was his opportunity, after
so much waiting-after the long days
spent In hoping against hope that the
next time he might stand face to face
with this beautiful girl and tell her
how much he loved her-here, Mt last,
was his chance. He hastily repeated
over the names of the church trimming
party that he might not fol get them.
He would go to the sexton. find their
addresses, and the rest was easy.
That individual was Mt his home,
reading the afternoon paper, which he
put down apologetically as Van Story
entered.
Il am from Miss Pinkton. about
trimming the church tomorrow night
Have the greens been ordered?"
Yes, sir; they will he delivered to-
morrow"
And the church will be open?"
Yes, sir, will open the side chancel
door at seven-thirty."
Good. And now will you be so
kind as to give me the names and adj
dresses Of Mr.. Pumpton. Mr.. Huddle,
Mr.. Wringer and Mr.. Springer"
The sexton called them out from his
record book, and Van Story. armed
with the precious paper. hurried off to
the nearest hotel typewriter
Il want this dictated on plain pa
per- he said to that imperturbable
young lady. and he gave the following
brief business note:
Dear Sir-Owing to an unexpected
and important engagement of the head
Of the Trimming Committee | am re-
quested by Miss Pinkton TO say that
the trimming OF the church. which was
TO have taken place tomorrow night.
is postponed. You will, therefore,
please not attend tomorrow night, but
come on the night following. Yours
truly, w. A. VAN STORY"
II want that letter to be sent TO each
OF these four addresses" he said. at
once" and as he hurried over to his
jeweler he exclaimed gleefully to him
self. AT lasty'
The next evening they walked over
to the church together.
I'VE must be early" she said, as she
sat down on the steps leading up to
the altar. The pulpit, tall and grim
and stately. lowered above her shapely
head almost like a benediction. Far
above them. the lights in the chande-
lier cleaned 0tfully.
Surely, could there be better place
to love and be loved than In the sacred
! sanctuary, set within the beating heart
, OF the sordid world and yet so far re-
moved from it? And as she looked up
) at him, instinctively she felt that in
such a place his words must ring true,
1 and that she might trust him. He
took her hand.
. Dorothy" he said, 81 couldn't have
told you how much 1 loved you before.
e l wanted your answer all to myself
= Somehow the sea OF city life seemed to
shut out the sound OF my voice.
J longed for a quiet country lane, or the
= great silent ocean. But l could moi
wait. And here at last we are safe
he put his arm around her. do you
, love mel" he said