The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1907-06-21
"By Jove! That was close shaveP'

She looked up hastily, The hero
of few nights before was stardlng
over her with an anxious expression
on his clean shaven face and in his deep
blue eyes.
"Aunt Ellen! Where is Aunt Elen!"
she asked, little wildly.
Her rescurer nodded in a sympa
thetic manner. "She is all right, if
you mean the old lady in the black
bonnet and spectacels," he said. 81
expect she is home by now. They
put her in cab"
"a cab Was she hurt, then?"
The tall man laughed. "Not hurt
at ALL" he answered. "Only very
much frightened. And 1 promised to
bring you on Immediately. But, of
course, as you know, you tainted and
couldn't. If you are sufficiently re-
vived / will call cab"
Hilda laid her hand on his gray
tweed coat sleeve. She bad already
decided in her own mind that the Rev.
Ronald should wear dark gray tweed
when she suddenly remembered that
he was clergyman.
Don't call cab for me, please"
she said, imploringly. II can walk
quite well. 1t will do me much more
good than driving"
Cali right. Then l will walk with
ysu," he answered, cheertully.
Didn't see you at the band con-
cert in the winter gardens the other
evening p he asked.
Hilda nodded and smiled.
"You saved and old clergyman from
tumblng off his chairl' she said,
amusedly. ~ saw you. Why is it
clergymen are such a stupid set of
men all round?"
He gave slight start.
"So-er-stupid-clergymen?' be
repeated obviously, as if he had net
heard Alright.
Hilda thought him quite dense.
EYES," she explained, merrily. "I'm
afraid dislike clergymen. "It's very
wrong Of me, l know, because. -"
She paused and brilliant flush suf.
fused her cheeks as she suddenly be
came interested in the sea.
"Because?" he repeated, patiently
awaiting her answer.
"Because-Oh! I'm supposed to be
going to-oh! I don't quite know
why" she said incoherently. You
see-well, I daresay you Will laugh at
me, but I've always been brought up
to expect that some day must mar.
ry clergyman. 1t is very stupid.
Most probably if dad had wanted me
to marry an actor l should have felt
a disti nctly rebellious desire for the
cloth. But as it isl
"Human nature rebels, eh?" he sug-
gested, with laugh. "And the bal
ance is in fav or of the actof7"
II don't know any actor, really"
she responded, naively. $50 l am
| afraid there is no balance
"And it's all dead weight against
the poor parson," he murmured, tax
ing a side glance at her.
Hilda shrugged her shoulders.
"Poor!' she echoed. "Do you like
clergymen?"
Il never thought l didn't" he said,
slowly. "In fact, l used TO-"
"But you don',?' she began mer-
rily.
"No-since knew you," he said.
boldly, "I've altered my opinion"
"In such a short time-" began
Hilda.
1t was fortunate that at that nom
ent Mrs. Hunt, who had been on the
lookout, opened the door, for Hilda
had an uncomfortable feeling that
things were going too far.
Miss Lely worshipped at St. Peters
and duly carried Hilda of to that
church the following Sunday. The
tall figure Of the hero slipped into a
pew just opposite and fixed his blue
eyes nearly all the service through
just below Hilda's pretty chiffon hat.
The elder Miss Lely prayed for the
speedy return OF the prospective
bridegroom, and Hilda decided that
certain tall figures looked equally we'll
in gray tweed or black.
That Sunday was to live long in the
memories of both ladies. The elder
Miss Lely actually sat down and vol
unteered to wait for the young people
if they cared to walk a little further
before returning to the house. Hilda
glanced at her companion and met his
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