The Washington times., 1910-02-26

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BE careful. Patrick they heard the
! Reverend Thomas Warren admonishing
/ the chauffeur as the machine came 10
! a stand beside the door of the vestry-
/ room.
The Reverend Thomas Warren was a
! clergyman To have called him a
pre- acher would have made him glare as
/ Enough YOU had insulted him The
! word minister would have seemed 70
! belitue his dignity.
/ But there was little danger of any
| one making any mistake. One look Al
/ his &.OsOlutly correct clerical habit and
J carriage would have brought the right
/ wont 10 the lips OF the least discTimi-
/ mating person possessed Of the slightest
! acquaintance with gentlemen of the
! cloth.
'Ah. my dear Elizabeth" his musical
! b1rytone rolled through the vestry door
/ INTO the church, as he carefully laid his
! top hat and his gloves upon the table
! j hope you are very well indeed on
| this happy morning"
( IT zaberh took his hand ard the ex-
I treTlely dignifiCd kiss with which he
favored her. There was the trace OF a
! smile lurking IN the corner OF her
mouth.
/ once she had visited her brother IN
I the very handsome rectory OF the elite
I parish ne serves. Her stay had ter
minated abruptly al the end Of the
/ third day.
Elizabeth ne had explained with
calm and measured accent, Il am afraid
J that yOur-rather unconventional man
| ners VIII so tend tO-eT-offset the true
I dignIts Of a rectOry as 70 diminish my
! influence for good among my parish
Ouers.
/ Elizabeth had left with a laugh and
SIgh-the latter caused by sympathy
for Mrs. Thomas Warren.
And. mother The e,enteel smile
was transferred to Mrs Warren. who
looked adoringlv al her truly ma gnifi-
cent son. II hope the strain IS not tell
{ ing upon your health"
Come on, Tom, get move on YOU"
his father interrupted the even tenor Of
the clerical greetings We're FIVE min
utes late already"
At this moment. Ned Barton, the best
man. appeared ar the door 'Au -eady2''
( he asked, a bit anEIouSly
/. We viii be ready in Just a min
ute or two the clergyman spoke. with
/ his unfailiug dignity
lie opened the large grip which the
fOotman had deposited beside the table
/ Carefully he laid his cassOck, sarplice,
and stole upon the large chest at the
side Of the little room
And now, where is the book Of blank
ceTtihcateS?' he asked Of Ned Barton.
/ when he had seen 10 Il that a white
ribbon was drawn through the proper
place in the prayer book.
What book?" y n and Wallace asked
together.
It's q little paper bonkIet-we have
D
bureau Of vital sratistics-DT. Good row
would have one. Each State has
slightly different form, or 7 would have
brought my own"
"Oh. Tord-aud Dr. GOOdrow IS sick
IN bed this morning" the groom and
the best man Eroaned together
But Mrs Go0dr0w viii bc able 10 Eet
q for you Elizabeth's clerical brother
Condescended 10 almost shout after
! Ned reircatinE 1Eure-
Mr.. Warren was heard 10 mutter
I damn beneath his breath.
Mrs Warren sighed.
Wallace Green looked sympath etfcally-
at lis bride-to-be-someriue
She smiled as though 20 say that
all hope was not over vet
The Reverend Thomas Warren care
fully drew gold mounted fountain
pen from his pocket 70 be IN readiness.
Ned came running back. a huge black
volume under his arm.
'Is this iJ?" he asked-"Do~to- Good
raw IS asleep, and Mrs G0odroW SAYS
this IS the only thing she knows OF FOR
registering"
Good gracious" the young clergyman
exclaimed, That's the parish register.
Let me 60"
Once more Nj Warren muttered
damn
Twice more Mrs Warren sighed.
The brides smile began 20 show a
trace OF wearing Off as she met Wal
lace's sympathetic gaze.
The clergyman was gone an uuOon-
sciOnahlv long time, hut he came back
eventually. 81 guess we're right this
time" he spoke with imperturable
smoothness-
Wei. for the Lords SAKE. hurry up
Mr- Warren burst forth. They re begin
ming 20 think out there that, Wallace
has fed the ordeal
But the Reverend Thomas Warren was
already asking the. groom for his full
name as though they had not known
each other from childhood
Date Of BIRTH
''Thy-Tm c6-1SS2
II guess this Is your first marriage,
the clergyman smiled very faceti0usIy.
Your fathers fun nameT'
Hepburn Green
The clerical hand-ar OF Thomas War
Ten's members were clericaI-had al
rcady finished writing the name. when
the Old man who bore 4 cleared his
throat nervously-
Wallace was the only person who
noted the sound and ne turned 10 look
~ his father The strong face OF the
elder Green seemed cOnvU1sed with some
inner struggle.
u don't know as I ought 10 let that
stand quite that way-or doesn't this
have TO he svore tor
All eyes were suddenly fixed upon the
agitated countenance.
why, what do you Tneen7" al esked
n astOniShmsut-
Does this have To oe sworn tor the
old man asked again
Mott does not" the clergyman
nswered-''But We must have an ex-
planation Of your meaning before we
proceed"
Il didn't mean anythIng-it's all
right" Hepburn Green spoke doggedIy
But, father. what Is Il anyhow
Wallace pursued.
Nothing, 1 said" the father snapped
But, Air- Green, before 7 can allow
this marriage TO proceed, I insist upon
knowing what you do mean" Mrs
Warren finally found tongue to say
by all means" the Reverend Thomas
agreed. with a trace Of indignation I'm
his voice. I'VE want no mysteries in
this matter"
"Well. he's just the same as our own
son. Mr.. Green argued, approaching
nearer TO revealing what he ished to
conceal
Just the same as your own SON.
Wallace echoed IN amazement- why
am your own SON.
The old man glanced uneasiIv about
the room and saw that he had brought
things to pass where an explanation
was necessary.
Mo" he stammered. I'VE took
you when you was a baby. We just
adopted you"
And do you know HIS parents
names?'' some one urged
For several seconds there was ST
lence, while the aged man struggled
with his scrupUlously honest con
science.
Who was my father?' Wallace
asked, looking straight into the deep
gray ewes Of the man he had q Iu-,.v-e