The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1907-07-04

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AS he turned the corner the new
rector's heart was beating There was
nothing formidable about the great
gabled house. yet. as be walked up
the drive his agitation increased.
There was a glimpse Of pink muslin
on the veranda that was most dis.
Quteting.
However. he went ON, and n bend
In the drive revealed Miss Betty Sheri.
dan standing upon a chair training
roses The picture. which would have
agitated even a quiet heart. caused the
rector to contemplate retreat Instead,
being brave man. he stood at the
foot Of the steps and said gently:
Good morning. Miss Betty"
Betty looked down and nodded be-
witchingly, and stoops to extend her
hand over the back OF the chair
You'll forgive my not getting
down." she asked. This is critical
moment. Max. please md Mr.. Armory
q chair"
From the uncovered piazza came
forth big. languid figure. who gave
the final touch to the uneasiness Of
the rector Since his coming to the
parish OF ST. Luke's. three months be-
fore, and since he had first seen Betty
Sheridan on the same day, he had felt
secret and most un-Christian repug-
lance for this big cavalier, who seem
ed always within sound of her voice.
How do. Mr.. Armory?" said the big
cavalier in fianneIs, looking uncom-
fortably handsome Internationally to
the rector Come up and be cool It's
pretty warm morning
Very" admitted the rector "Ah--
very"
You ought not to be so busy this
warm weather." volunteered Betty
and Betty was never so alluring as
when she advised people for their own
good
MY duties are my pleasures said
the rector. This. for instance, Miss
Sheridan"
This big cavalier in flannels, with
hands that one instantly knew could
send ball over net or across
course with unerring stroke. was very
like what the rector himself dreamed
in his college days of becoming. This
cavalier was one of her world-of
Betty Sheridan's world But to the
rector had come the struggle that had
ended in his taking orders, and some
way since his coming to this some
what distracted parish there had been
no time to lift either his golf sticks or
his foils from their long rest Instead,
there had been ceaseless round OF
visits-which reminded him:
Miss Betty" he said. Il have come
to enlist your sympathy this morn
ing"
She will be quite helpless. they fear.
.or MONTHS
The rose boush few up with a little
pun of fragrance, and Betty stepped
iown from the chair. and SAT opposite
he rector
Oh she said. .the poor girl.
What will they do? I'll go see her to-
day
Il thought that you would sand the
rector. with a little catch In his
breath. Betty's face was even more
beautiful when she was in earnest
than when she was mocking.
Why, yes" said the big cavalier in
the doorway; I'm drive you over after
Betty. But you'll have to he
back for the tennis finals, you know
Yes. Max" said Betty, without
looking at him. And win you ask
Your mother II we may have some of
her roses. too | am so sorry. Mr..
Arn.ory. We win not fail you"
The Reverend Mr.. Armory was
ashamed Of his sinful rebellion at that
we The " fact that Betty did not
look at the big cavalier when he talk
ed. and that she ordered him about
and took him and his mothers roses
for granted. disturbed the rector's
peace of mind
Sitting beside poor Agnes CHAPMAN
that afternoon. the Reverend MIR. Ar
nory experienced sore trials of the
spirit. His heart. which went ont to
the stricken girl. at the same time
Nouhu0a ~ ouAuCuiA at luc uEntRSf
football outside that he was deeply in
9onbt as 10 his right to be there at all
engaged in ministrations When al
last Betty appeared in the doorway |
with her arms filed with roses. not
even the memory of whose mothers
roses they were could put out the sud- |
len passionate JOY in the rector's |
eyes. He sat mutely near while Bet |
~ bent over the sick girl, and Betty's !
hair In the sun. Betty's little hand on |
he coarse spread. Betty's wonderful 4
soice filed the shabby room with won |
Ter The Reverend Mr. Armory walk |
ID to the window to hide his emotion.
And outside. stepping leisurely in the /
beating sun OF the steep little street,
his eve fell upon bay horse and a I
ow phaeton and the big cavalier-aIi /
waiting patiently for Betty.
The rector then turned from the
window. his eyes hardening.
Don't let US detain you too long.
Hiss Sheridan" he said evenly, 1T Is \
'ery hot In the street-foT your friend 1
q wait
Betty looked up woaderingly
'-Who--Max." she said. ~Oh-Max"
Then she lifted her chin a Rttia in