The times and democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1881-current, 1909-06-29

tracing the lines. translating slowly.
word by word. with great difficulty.
but with absolute correctness. the en-
tire passage her bright eyes meeting
his uplifted gaze at the finish with the
frank pleasure of an unspoiled child
'Why, ladybird." he laughed. who
could have dreamed Of that pretty
head holding such gems of wisdom?'
Mere accretionsr She had seized
her net and was off after big white
moth with dark patches on his downy
wings.
The Rev. Paul watched her thought
fully. Sara" he said, ''the child has
possibilities. This glimpse Of memory.
with one or two glimmerngs of mind
that | have surprised. cOnrinces me
that she could be awakened. You
ought to send her to school.
II didn't mean to Offend" he added
as Sara's face, flushing and twitching.
appeared above her paper, her eyes
deprecatingly seeking those Of Condor.
81 think, If you DON'T
He forgot to finish. The habit Of
long years of self effacement In the IN
terest of unfortunate humanity rose be-
fore him like pillar Of fire. The duty
was plain. He would accept it In be.
half of his sister as well as himself.
After that the numerous hooks Of the
graystone had frequent occupants, the
Rev. Paul lecturing and explaining and
Ada listening, the big eyes at last
growing so wistful that in the end.
with great pang. he gave It up.
Thinking cymbals." he muttered and
sighed again. And the sigh was for
the lavish outward riches, the lamen.
table inward poverty.
She was radiant, beautiful as an an
gel. be thought, that last Sunday morn
Ing, very like one OF her own poppies.
He turned in his seat to watch her. the
rosy skin of hands and arms showing
through the meshes Of her gloves as
she turned the leaves Of the hymn
book. She found the place presently,
offering him q half Of the book with
an upward glance and little dimples
showing about her lips.
Then they rose with the congrega.
ton. A minute after he stopped sing
ing In the middle Of a verse the better
TO listen
Bring forth the royal dIadem
And crown him Lord of all.
The Rev. Panl withstood the food
for one small moment; then abjectly. In
spirit, he knelt before The soul Of the
singer. The tenderness, the pathos,
the love. his splendid vocabulary held
not the words to express the wealth of
it. His ideals Of womanliness and In
tellectuality went down in very siroc-
co Of yearning. The beautiful casket
with the birdlike spirit Gnd the soul of
music far. far more than sufficed. For
tunate man indeed was be If
They walked across the park In 81
lence. At the swing the Rev. Paul
stopped.
ut was here, Ada" he said, "that l
first saw you. I love you. dear. more
than anything in the world. I want
you for my WIFE,"
Ada did not at once turn. Her shOul-
ders heared. and a small handkerchief
With cobwebby lace was In requisition.
Presently from behind its daintiness
came mufled voice, I'll know-sc-
Nttle.n
at makes not the slightest differ
ence," he urged. "Ada, just one word. "
"If-you'rAsure."
''Do liver" am no surer Of ufe." :
The engagement was necessarily
brief. The very next day 1t was an
nounced. The Rev. Paul, sitting alone
when the mail was brought in. glanced
over the papers. Almost IN scare lines
the notice met his eyes-the usual
form, ut-what-what-
He sprang up electrified. He sank
back shivering. How she had played
with him-Sara too!
Miss Woodson Is not only strlkingly
beautiful" he read, but she Is wo'
man Of rare attainments. having but
recently returned from two years
postgraduate course abroad in the lest
institutions open to women. The Rev
Mr.. Freyer ought to consider himself
lucky man."
There was rush Of feet, then cling.
ing hands caught his and pretty lips
close to his ear demanded forgiveness
II couldn't help It," she murlnurcd
'The temptation was too great. You
did so look the grave and reverend
seignior."