The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1908-02-20
A GROWN OF FAITH


Mary de Lode's, the larc~- parish in Alb
botshold. The clergyma three daush-
tiers under the care c IS Pritchard
the manufacturer had v1r fostered be-
meath the sheltering win. of the same ac-
complished lady.
Both gentlemen stared angrily at Lionel
Leigh. professor of languages. Each gen.
tleman felt that it might have been one
of his own fair daughters who had placed
herself in such a very critical and compro-
missing position as Miss Jane Wilkinson
now occupied. 1T might have been, only
it wasn't" as the volatile and irreverent
Dick harrington was heard afterward to
observe, when commenting on the events
of that most unfortunate evening.
Miss Jane had dressed herself for her
elopement with an eye 70 romantic effect.
She wore a large white hat, with stream
ers OF bright tartan ribbon. and a great
scarlet plume. A scarf of violet velvet
was passed over one shoulder and fastened
under the other at the side of the waist
with a golden buckle. Her bodice and
long sweeping skirt were of lavender-col-
ored silk. On her arm she carried q
splendid cloak of white ermine, lined with
crimson silk this to be worn as protec-
ton from the cold of the winter night.
Maria, the housemaid, on the other side
of the wall. had tossed over into the road
a large. square, ugly brown paper par
eel. This. doubtless, contained Miss vii
kinson's impromptu wardrobe, for the oc-
casion of a sudden flight into Scotland,
or France, or Holland, or wherever Rich
ard Darlington, Esquire, meant to ~sojourn
with his bride. Very pale Jenny looked,
and her teeth Chartered. and she seemed
ready to cry.
Those two elderly men-the stout
| pompous rector, with purple face and
scowling forehead. and the severe, iron.
gray man of mettle from the great Mid.
land center OF manufactured iron-both
frowned down upon Jenny, as il she had
been a thief. She turned away her head
and burst into a passion of tears.
Most scandalous!" said Mr.. Jabez
Howler.
Most dreadful" growled the Rev
Seymour Cummington.
IAN e~lopement," said the manufactures
"Sad-sad-sad !" cried the purple rec.
tor.
CLaJ -
terically throwing out her long, lean
arms, and turning her young, foolish
freckled face toward the murky November
night sky. Il don't care, l will never
we'd another-never, never, never :"
Young man," quoth Mr.. Jabez Howier
staring fiercely at Lionel, this will no
pass lightly. The law arms itself to pro
tect women and children. Your charac
ter, your position, your calling is forfeit
ed, sir, by this attempted abduction. Nor
than that, i believe that. as a magistrate
/ have the power to order you into Gus
tody. Is this lady a ward in chancery?'
"No," cried Jenny; Il am not; ant
hat gentleman Is our French and German
master-not the one 1 love. All. no
Where is he? He would not allow me Il
be insulted and frightened. Oh. Dick
Dick-Dick, where are you?"
The elderly gentlemen stared at eacf
other, and then Lionel spoke.
This young lady leaped into the road
mistaking me for another person. l have
certainly given her French less ons in 8
class with twenty other pupils. but there
my acquaintance with her begins anc
ends"
The two elderly proprietors looked a
each other. Jabez Howler coughed tn,
clergyman adjusted his spectacles.
Il am sorry, Mr.. Leigh, that there has
been any misconception." said the rector
but you must sec" and there ht
paused.
MIR. Leigh cried Jenny, 'if l go into
that hateful house again, l shall die. Oh
take me with you-take me to Dick b,
lives at the Black Wolf 1 don't care
I won't go back to st. Martha's."
Miss Wilkinson" quoth the rector
you must go into the house this moment
| insist J"
The reverend gentleman readjusted hi
spec.acles, and then laid his hand on tn,
lean, shivering arm of Jenny. There wa,
power, both muscular and moral, in thu
r~ector's grasp. He was a man of author
ity, a man dreaded, ridiculed, respected
among the young ladies of st. Martha's
according TO their several temperament
and home training.
Jenny dreaded him, and Lionel had tn,
satisfaction of seeing the young lady iet
of in a species Of fatherly triumph b,
the rector and Mr.. Jabez Howler.