Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1907-02-01

fact. He set it down to the caprice of
great men, and strove to live down the
sting. The chief difficulty lay in his con-
templated marriage; and he deliberated
with himself whether he ought for the
present to abandon it, or co carry 1t out.
He decided upon the latter course. 1t is
probable that he deemed ne could not in
honor withdraw now, and it is more than
probable that, once having allowed him
self to cherish his hopes and his love, he
was not stole enough to put them from
him again.
Mrs. Dane gave permission readily. AS
long as she lived and was with them her
small income would augment theirs. And
within a month of Mr. Baumgarten's dis
appointment, he and Edith became man
and wife.
"You do quite right" warm-hearted lit
tie Mr.. Brice had assured them. 1.-THE
cuttings and contrivings necessary to
make a small income go as far as a large
one render a young c"unle all the hap
pier l ought to know mine was small
enough for many year of my married
life; it's not much else now"
The autumn was advancing when Lord
Avon came down to pay a visit to his
mother. His lordship brought with him
full intentions to have it out with her,
and with Grace, about that matter in the
summer. He began with his mother. She
knew no more of it than he did, she pro-
tested resentfully, for she was still sore
upon the point. All she could say was
that he had written to promise the living
for Mr.. Baumgarten and then gave 1t to
Wilfred Elliotsen.
Grace was more impervious still. She
simply refused to discuss the subject at
ALL telling her brother to hold his tongue.
II don't see why you should blame me,
mother" demonstrated the young man.
1T was certainly no fault of mine"
ut was your fault, Henry" retorted
Lady Avon.
II told you of Grace's peremptory let
ter"
"Who but you would heed the wild let
ter of a girl? You should have waited
for me to confirm it. AS did not do so,
you ought to have written to me before
acting. did not care for Mr.. Baumgar-
ten to have Great Wilton it was Grace
who worried me into asking 1t Of you
but as you promised it to him, It should
have been his. You cannot picture to
yourself, Henry, half the annoyance it
has cost me-"
Lord Avon could picture it very we'll.
All this arose from Grace's absurd ca
price. She had been INDUCED all her life
and did just as she pleased.
And for you to put so silly a young
fellow as ElIiotsen into it," went on
Lady Avon, enlarging on her grievances
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play all kinds of pranks in the church"
What does he do?" asked Lord Avon.
very ridiculous things indeed. He
has put a lot of brass candlesticks on the
communion table, and he turns himself
about and bows down at different parts
of the service, and she sweeps her head
forward in fashion that sets the whole
church staring. We are not used to these
innovations, Henry"
Lady Avon was correct in saying so.
The innovations were innovations in
those days; now they are looked upon al
most as matters of history, as If they had
come in with William the Conqueror.
And the parish is not pleased with
them" returned Lord Avon.
Pleased with them" echoed his moth
er. He began by wanting to make every
soul in the parish, laborers and all, at
tend daily service in the church from 8
O'Clock to 8, allowing them ten minutes
for breakfast and fifty for prayers; and
she has dressed the Sunday school In
scarlet cloaks, with a large white linen
cross sewed down the back. One thing Is
not liked at all 4; the inexperienced rustics
cannot be made to understand which way
he wants them to turn at the creeds; so
he has planted some men behind the free
benches every Sunday with long white
wands, and the moment the Belief begins,
down come the wands, rapping the heads
of the doubtful ones. You have no idea
of the cOmmotion it causes"
Lord Avon burst into a laugh. I'D
have run down for a Sunday before this.
had l known the fun that was going on"
said he. "The girls must take care the
bulls don't run at their scarlet cloaks."
"Ah, Henry, you young men regard
these things but as matters for irreverent
joking. Mr.. Baumgarten would not have
served us so"
Presently he walked out. In one of
the pleasant green lanes with which the
place abounded, he suddenly encountered
Brice the surgeon, who was coming along
at a steaming pace.
Walking for a wager?" cried he.
That's it; your lordship has just hit
it," replied the surgeon, grasping warmly
the ready hand held out to him. 81 and
Time often have match together, and
sometimes he wins and sometimes do"
Ito be cOntinued.l