The Jackson herald., 1909-09-30

avenue block or two up.
"Ab, too badl Bless me. look at
this, pray! Here is Cecilia now---my
cousin Miss Streeter, you know-and
the bishop"
"The bishop1" I echoed. What
bishop?"
She lar~'ed gaily.
Il don't wonder you are surprised"
she said Bishop Winstanley," and,
as we turned to look at them, she
could not help the complacent little
tuck her lips took. l did not blame
her for It.
How she fits her name, doesn't
she?" exclaimed.
"Cecelia? Why, yes, suppose So
Oh, and the bishop is such a dear!
Cecilia is an ardent horsewoman, an.
when he found we had no good noun
in our stable--I never ride, you knoN
what does he do but insist upon
bringing her one of his. Splendid
fellow"
THE mount7" inquired.
"And the bishop" she smiled back
at me. Nov. II you will. you may
hand my dog up. almost forgot him
In the excitement of the minute"
chased him over the grass and
captured him finally, tongue out.
Poor dear. you must forgive him
the exercise he made you take. He
is SO playful. He doesn't know how
| tiresome playfulness is"
handed him up with q caress.
was remembering the turn he had
served me.
81 do believe you like him" she de-
clared.
FT do. But am killing little time.
IL must acknowledge the truth: am
waiting to see the bishop and Miss
Streeter go by. How slowly they
GOMEZ"
"They look well together, don't
they?" she murmured critically.
THE ensemble is perfect" l said.
How quaint you are!" she laughed.
We turned with smiles and bows to
the bishop and his companion. They
were indeed imposing. The Sistine
bowed guardedly. as II she feared to
disarrange her halo. and the bishop
beamed. a little guiltily, II seemed to
me. Later I found IL to be another
case OF the mouse and the absent cat.
Mrs. Ankony whirled along in the
opposite direction after they had gone,
and In a blur Of emotions hurried
down the avenue, not sure where
meant to bring up. but presently find
ing myself ascending the Winstanley
steps. | was not clearly conscious oi
my reason for wanting to see Henri
eta Winstanley Just then except that
she always clarified things for me
and certainly they had never needed
1t worse than now.
To my great disappointment, found
that she had gone out of town to joir
an invalid friend, and that her return
and destination were not known a
home. depending as they did upon tn,
caprice of the friend. Her servant
thought II probable. however. that sh,
would not be back in town for severa
weeks. perhaps a month.
turned from her door in the deep
est regret. but my tumbling thoughti
had already begun to steady them
selves into something resemblin,
calm, and I saw things a little NOR,
clearly: One thing perceived witt
startling clearness, and that was tha
Barbara had given herself for DAM
liberty and good name.
What It meant to her drove away
for the moment, all thought of what l
meant to me. but later my own rebe
lion arose and rioted-to no end.
was indeed the hopelessness OF 1t al
that smote me from the beginning.
felt like a paralyzed man in n fire
But he listens for the sound of hi
rescuers, and for me there could b.
no help. There had been but one wa
\ to save Dana way so hideous II ha,
not even suggested itself to me, bu
Barbara, loving him as she did an
q determined to save him. had though
OF 1t at once and had not hesitated 3
i take 1t, monstrous as 1t was in 1t
cruelty.
That Dan could accept SO high
!, price of her astonished me, but
knew that she dominated him in tn
affairs of their everyday life, and
could understand that, sick as he wa
with despair and remorse, he woul
l. yield to her fierce persuasion, will
out at first realizing just what sh
was offering for his honor.
J. CTO BE CoNTINUED)
=. The Height Of Praise.