Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1907-08-07

their innerm0st natures; a town of tn
ugliest and worst built house, in tn
world and governed by lot of salool
keepers, though l hope It'll never gi
down to where the ministers can rui
II. And the devil comes along and fl
one night-why, all you got to do 4
look at IT. You'd think we needn'
ever trouble to make 1t better. That
what the devil wants us to do--wanti
us to rest easy about IL and paints 4
up to look like heaven of peace ant
purity and sanctified spirits. Snowfall
like this would Of made Lot turn tn,
angel out Of doors and say that the old
home was good enough for him. Go
morrah would of looked like Puritan
village, though I'll bet my last dollar
that there was a lot, and whole lot
that's never been told about Puritan
villages. A lot that
what never wasT interrupted Mr..
Peter Bradbury, whose granddaughter
had lately announced her discovery
that the Bradburys were descended
from Miles Standlsh. "What wasn't
told about Puritan villagesT
"Can't you waitT Mr.. Arp's ac-
cents were those OF pain. Haven't
got any right to present my side Of the
case7 Amt we restrained enough to
allow of free speech here7 How can
we ever Git anywhere In an argument
like this unless we let one man talk at
timer How
go on with your statement" said
Uncle Joe Davey impatlently.
Mr.. Arp's grievaRce was increased.
"Now, listen TO you'll How many more
interruptions are comm? I'll listen to
the other side, but I've got 20 state
mine first haven't 1? IL don't make
my point clear, what's the use OF the
argument2 Augmentation Is only the
comparison OF two sides of question,
and you have TO see what the first side
is before you can compare II with the
other one, don't you? Are you all
agreed to thatr
"Yes, yes" said the colonel. go
ahead. We won't interrupt until you're
through"
The argument grew heated. Half
n dozen tidy quarrels arose. All the
sages went at II fercely except Roger
Tabor, who stole quietly away. The
aged men were enjoying themselves
thoroughly, especially those who quar-.
relied. Naturally tho 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 |
iolphlns dove and tumbled In the
depths. At the end OF twenty minutes
Mr.. Arp emerged upon the surface, and
n his mouth was this:
Tell me, why ain't the church--why /
lint the church and the rest OF the
believers In a future life lookln' for
at the other end OF life
ooG II we're immortal we always
ave been. Then why don't they ever
peculato on what we were before we
we're borni It's because they're too
'lame selfish. don't care napdoodle
bout what was. All they want Is 70 20
n llvin' forever"
Mr.. Arp's voice had risen 10 an acrid
when II suddenly falter-
Il. relapsed 10 murmur and then TO a
tricken silence as a tall, fat man OF
aspect threw open the
utter door near by and crossed the
)bby 20 the clerks desk. An awe fell
pom the sages with this advent. They
'ere hushed and after a movement In
heir chairs. with strange effect or
uddling, sat disconnected aud atten-
we, like schoolboys at the entrance OF
he master.
The parsonage had big. fat. pink
ace and heavily undershot jaw,
hat whitish beard he wore following
Is double chin somewhat after the
tanner displayed In the portraits OF
Ienry VIII. His eyes. very bright
nder puffed upper lids. were intoier.
nt aud insultingly penetrating despite
leir small size, Their irrltahility held
Kind of holiness, and yet the person
ge exuded frost. not OF the weather
i about him. You could not imagine
IAN or angel daring 20 greet this be.
X genially-sooner throw kiss TO
.ount Pilatus,
mir, Brown" he said. with ponder
IS hostility, in hull bass 60 the
ERIK the kind OF voice which would
I'VE made an express train leave the
ack ana SO round the other way
10 you hear meY'
'oh. yes. judger the clerk replied
Vlftly In tones as unlike those which
used for strange rransients as a
electors voice In his ladyloye's ear
unlike that which he propels at de
lQuents. a
'Do YOU see that snowT' asked the G
rsonage thrcatenmgH. q
''les, judge" Mr. Brown essayed h
placating smile. "Yes, indeed. Judge .
ke."
Has your employer the manager {,
this hotel. seen that snow ?" pursued q
. personage. with a gesture OF un- I
solemn menace. q
'les. sir. / think 50. Yes. SIR"
no you think he fully understands q