The Democratic advocate., 1909-07-02

possibilities This glimpse or memory
with one or two glimmerings Of min,
that L have surprised, convinces M
that she could be awakened. Yo,
ought to send her to school.
Il didn't mean to Offend" he adde,
as Saras face, flushing and twitching
appeared above her paper. her eye.
deprecatingly seeking those of Condor
Il think If you don't"-
He forgot to finish The habit o.
long years of self effacement in the IN
terest Of unfortunate humanity rose be
fore him like a 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. tn,
Rev. Paul lecturing and explaining and
Ada listening, the big eyes at las
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, he 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 half of the book with
an upward glance and little dimples
showing about her lips.
Then thev rose with the congrega-
ton. A minute after he stopped sing
ing in the middle of verse the better
to listen
Bring forth the royal diadem
And crown him Lord OF all.
The Rev. Paul withstood the flood
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 and the soul Of
music far, far more than sufficed. For
tunate man indeed was he If
They walked across the park In ST.
lence. At the swing the Rev. Paul
stopped.
"It was here, Ada he said, "that
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 heaved, and small handkerchief
with cobwebby lace was in requisition.
Presently from behind its daintiness
came muffied voice, I'll know-so-
little"
"It makes not the slightest differ
ence," he urged. "Ada, just one word. ."
"If-you're-sure."
"Do live? am no surer Of life"
The engagement was necessarily
brief. The very next day it 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-tte usual
form, but-what-what--
He sprang up electrified. BE sank
back shivering. How she had played
with him-Sara toof
miss Woodson is not only strikingly
beautiful" he read, "but she is a wo-
man of rare atta1nments, having but
recently returned from a two years
course abroad in the best
institutions open to women. The Rev.
Mr.. Freyer ought to consider himself
a lucky man."
There was a rush of feet, then cling
ing hands caught his and pretty lips
close to his ear demanded forgiveness.
81 couldn't help it." she murmured.
'aThe temptation was too great. You
did so look the grave and reverend
seignior.''