Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1907-04-04
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village. though I'll bet my last dollar
that there was lot, and whole lot.
that's never been told about Puritan
villages. 4 lot that
What never was" interrupted Mr..
Peter Bradbury. whose granddaughter
had lately announced her discovery
that the Bradburys were descended
from Miles Standish what wasn't
told about Puritan villages"
Cant you, waltz" Mr. APPS &C.
cents were those Of pain. Haven't I
got any right to present my side Of the
case? Amt we restrained enough to
allow Of free speech here? How can
we ever cit anywhere in an argument
like this unless we let one man talk at
n time? How
go on with your statement" said
Uncle Joe Davey impatiently.
Mr.. Apps grievance was increased.
"Now. listen to you. How many more
Interruptions nre comm! I'll listen to
the other side but I've got to state
mine first. haven't I? If don't make
my point clear, what's the use Of the
argument? Augmentation Is only the
comparison of two sides Of question.
and you have to see what the first side
is before you can compare it with the
other one don't you? Are you all
agreed TO thatY'
YES. yes" said the colonel. GO
ahead. We won't interrupt until you're
through
The argument" grew heated. Hall
u dozen tidy Guarrcls arose. All the
sases went at it fiercely except Roger
Tabor, who stole quietly away. The
aged men We're enjoying themselves
thoroughly, especially those who quar-
relied. Naturally the frail bark of the
topic which had been launched was
whirled about by too many side cur
rents to remain long in sight and soon
became derelict, while the intellectual
dOlphins dove and tumbled in the
depths. At the end of twenty minutes
Mr.. Arp emerged upon the surface, and
in his mouth was this:
Tell me- why amt the church-why
amt the church and the rest OF the
believers in future life loOkin fol
immortality at the other end OF lie
too: If we're immortal we always
have been. Then why don't they ever
! speculate on what we were before we
were born? It's because they're toe
blame selfish don't care a fapdoodi.
about what was. All they want is to "a
ON Twin forever"
Mr.. APPS voice had risen to an acrG
triumphaucy. when it suddenly fater
ed. relapsed to a murmur and then to
efrirlpp cilenpa a tplI nj
Overpowering aspect threw open the
outer door near by and crossed the
lobby TO the clerks desk An awe fell
upon the sages with this advent They
were nushed and after movement in
their chairs with Il strange effect 1T
budding, sat dscohcerted and atten
tive. like schoolboys at the entrance of
the master
The parsonage had big fat, pink
face and heavily undershot jaw,
what whitish beard he wore following
his double chin somewhat after the
manner displayed in the portraits Of
Henry VIII His eyes, very bright /
under puffed upper lids, were intoler-
. ant and insultingly penetrating despite
their small size. Their irritabilty held
a kind of holiness and yet the person
age exuded frost, not OF the weather,
all about him. You could not imagine
man or angel daring to greet this be-
ing genially-sooner throw a kiss to
Mount Pilatus,
MIR Brown he said, with ponder
GUS hostility, in bull bass to tht
clcrk-the kind Of voice which would
3 TN, lnot ti,a
track and 20 round the other way
"do you hear me-"
"Oh. yes, judge the clerk replied
swiftly in tones as unlike those which
he used for strange transents as
collectors voice In his ladylove's cal
/ is unlike that which he propels at de
linQuents.
40 YOU see that snow" asked the
parsonage Overwhelmingly
Eyes. Judge" Mr. Brown essayet /
| a placatng smile Yes. indeed Judge
Pike"
/ HAS your employer. the manager
OF this hotel, seen that snow?" pursued
! the parsonage. with gesture Of un
| speakabe solemn menace.
"Yes. sir. | think so. Yes, sir"
1
do you think he fully understand.
that l am the proprietor Of this build
ing?"
Certain judge GER
"You will inform him that I do MOI
| intend to be disconnected by his neg
| lgence as l pass TO my offices. Tell
/ him from me that unless he keeps the
sidewalks in front Of this hotel clear
OF snow l will cancel his lease. Theil |
present condition is outrageous. %
you understand me? Outrageous! Do
YOU hearT
Yes, judge, do So" answered the
clerk, hoarse with respect. I'm see to /
It this minute. Judge Pike"
You he'd better" The parsonage
turned himself about and began grim
progress toward the door by which he
had entered his eyes fixing themselves
angrily upon the conclave at the Win
| dows.
He nodded to the only man OF sub
stance among them, Jonas Tabor, and
shut the door behind him with ma
Jestc insult He was Canaan's mil |