Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1907-01-26
CHAPTER II.-(Continued.,

AVOu 11OuSo Ieeulng the name OF nor Ill
starred passion. His manner to women
was naturally tender and to Grace, with
her Vaccinations unconsciously brought to
bear upon him, dangerously warm. That
he never for one moment had outstepped
the bounds of friendly intercourse Grace
attributed entirely to the self-restraint
imposed by his inferior position; but she
did not doubt he loved her in secret.
While at dinner he told them, jokingly,
as he had told Edith, that the parish
wanted him to marry. Lady Avon re-
marked, in answer, that he could not do
better; parsons and doctors should al
ways be married men.
Yes, that's very right, very true" he
returned in the same testing Tone but
suppose they have nothing to marry
upon?"
But you have something, Mr.. Baum
garten."
Yes, | have two hundred year. and
no residence"
The rectory is rather bad, / believe"
Bad Well, Lady Avon, you should
see it,"
MIR. Dane ought not to have allowed
1t to get into that state" she remarked,
and the subject dropped
After dinner Mr.. Baumgarten stood on
the lawn with Grace, watching the glories
OF the setting sun. Lady Avon, indoors,
was beginning to doze; they knew better
than to disturb her. this after-dinner
sleep, which sometimes did not last more
than ten minutes, was of great moment to
her, the doctor said
MI. Baumgarten had held out his arm
to Lady Grace in courtesy as thew be-
gan to pace the paths, and she took it.
They came to halt near the entrance
gate, both gazing at the beautiful skv
their hands partially shading their eyes
from the blaze of sunset. when a LITTLE
man dressed in black with white neck
tie was seen approaching.
Why, here comes Moores" exclaimed
Grace.
He was the clerk at the Great Whitton
church. Limping up to the gate, for he
was lame with rheumatism, he stood
there and looked at Mr.. Baumgarten. as
II his business lay with him. But Grace
Withdrawing her arm from her compan-
ION, was first at the gate.
beg pardon, my lady, l thought it
right to come up and inform the countess
OF the sad news-and I'm glad l did, see
ing you here, sir. Mr.. Chester is gone.
my lady"
Cone" exclaimed Grace, "Gone
where ?"
lie Is dead, my lady-he is dead. sir.
Departed to that bourne whence no trav-
eler returns" continued the clerk. wish
Ing to be religiously impressive and be-
lieying he was quoting from Scripture.
Surely it cannot be 20 said Mr.. Baum
garten.
'Ay, but 1t is, sir, more's the pity.
And frightfully sudden After eetting
nome from afternoon service, he said he
1eit uncommonly tired, he couldn't think
why, and that he'd not have his tea till
later In the evening. He went I'D to his
room and sat down in the easy chair there
and dropped asleep. A sweet, TRANQUIL
sleep it was, to all appearance, and Mrs.
chester shut the door and left him. But
after an hour or two, when she sent nm
to say he had better wake I'D for his
tea, they found him dead. The Door old
lady is quite beside herself with the sud-
denness, and the maids be running about
all skies and sevens.''
Il will go down with YOU at once
Moore" said Mr.. Baumgarten.
But you will come back and tell MS
and tell us how Mrs. Chester ISL" said
Lazy Hrace, as he was passing through
the gate.
Yes, certainly, if you wish it, he
answered, walking away with so feet
step that the clerk with difficulty kept nm
with him.
Il fancy it must have been on his mind
sir, said he; mot direct perhaps. but
some inkling like of what was about r.
happen. This afternoon, when I'd tool[
off his surplce in the vestry I went and
put things to rights bit in the church
and when | got back into the yestrv to
lock up, l was surprised to see the rector
still there, sitting opposite the outer door
which stood open to the churchvard
Don't you feel vel, sir?' said l. oh. YES
I'm WE'LL he answered, but I'm tired.
We must all all get to feel tired when
the end of our life is at hand, Moore. and
mine has been long one.' Yes. II has
sir, and happy one, too, l said, thank
Cod With that he rose up from his chair.
and lifted his hands towards Heaven
looking up at the blue sky. Thanks he
to my merciful Cod he repeated. SOL
emily, in hushed sort of tone. For
that, and all the other blessings of INV
past life on earth, thanks be unto Him /,
With that, he took his hat and stick and
walked out to the churchyard," concluded
the clerk, leaving me bit dazed as
'twere, for l had never heard him talk
like that before; he was not the sort %
man to do it."
Within an hour Mr.. Baumgarten was
back at Avon House. Lady Grace was
still lingering in the garden, in the sum-
mer twilight. He told her in hushed
voice all he had to tell of the general
state of tn % of tho raotnrr &c - -