The Birmingham age-herald., 1910-03-13

11NSeASC NtNN pEOItC0Q IlOHA AdthOAiAJs The Church was right because it had Au- thority. He had been twice married and had crushed out the lives of his wives with Authority. He was not a bad man; he was good man according to his light and went about doing good. But to him the crazy King, the dissolute Prince Re gent the Ministry, the established order of things, in sort were not to be tam pered with, come veal come woe. He was a friend of Moore's and was prompt to aid him not only with advice, but with physical force when the unemployed workmen, led by demagogues, broke lhe achincs which Moore was transporting to his mills in the Hollow. All the more was he enlisted on the side of the mill owner because some self-created preacher of a dissenting denomination had melted the frame breakers" and had lured peo- pie from his parish to listen to his tub oratory," as the parson called it.
 The rector used to like to have Caroline go to tho cottage in the Hollow, where she called Robert and his sister Hortense cousins and where she took lessons in French from the old maid. Now and then Robert irritated MT. Helstone by being ''un-English" Why, the man would sometimes inveigh against the Orders in Councill But the times were too exciting, there were too many things to bo dons to preserve Authority for MT. Helstone to pay much attention to these hereticei opinions of Robert just then. AS soon as things quieted down he would reason with him. In the meantime the thing to be done was to see that Robert got new ma chinery in place of that which had been destroyed, and that the Moores-to whom, Mir. Helstone was proud to be related were re-established in their rightful place among the peoep1e of Yorkshire.
 Another of Moore's neighbors was MT. Yorke- He was Yorkshire gentleman, rar excellence, in every point. About 50 years old but looking older because of his white hair he dwelt iI his ancestral house upon his ancestral acres, was in- tolerant to those above him-kings, nobles. priests, dynasties and parliaments. "All rubbish" he said, and found no pleasure in them. He was not irreligious, though a member of no sect; but his religion was that of man who knows not how to venerate. He believed in God and heaven, but his God and his heaven were those of Q man in whom awe and imagination and tenderness were lacking. He had been a youth once and had travelled and lived in southern Europe. On the walls of his old house were many beautiful and well-selected pictures. He liked to talk about freedom and equality, but at heart he was Q very proud man. He sympa- thized with all below him, but could brook no superior and scarcely an equal.
 He hated the rector not only because they looked at things from different points of view, but also because MT. Yorke had loved and the rector had married the girl he loved. There were rumors, unfounded and untrue, that Helstone had been cruel to this first wife of his, and Yorke had heard and believed them and was unfor- giving. Yorke had not been so deeply in love that 1t had prevented him from mar rying afterward a very different sort of woman from the one the rector had taken from him, but he never forgave. Strange to say. he liked Moore, and though he abused him for what he called grinding the face of the poor and roundly abused the rector for taking any part in the quar- rel between Moore and the unemployed workmen. he did. in fact. help Moore to keep his mill going and to get in his new machinery.
 Perhaps 1t was Moore's habit of speak ing French with him upon occasions-for Yorke was a fine French scholar-per- haps 1t was the half-foreign looks and half-foreign ways of thinking about Moore which brought back to the Yorkshire man memories of his youthful days on the continent that attracted him. MT Yorks lacked imagination. Well. what then? Is not imagination a rather dan. gerous attr1bute-akin to weakness-per. haps partaking of frenzy-a disease rather than a wift oftnind? Probably all think than gift of mind? Probably all think | they do. To hear them speak you would suppose that imagination imparted some | glad hope to spring, some fine charm ts summer. some tranquil joy to autumn some consolation to winter which you ds not feel. All illusion, of course. but tn, fanatics cling to their dream and woult not give it up for gold.
 1 The day after the first lot of maehiner, which Moore had ordered was destroye, I in its passage across the heath by th
 frame breakers," Caroline Helstone wis ited the cottage at the Hollow and stayed | to tea. She had fallen in love with Rob ert when he first came, and as the day
 passed and she saw him In trouble an, peril her love increased. And when peo
 pie love-" unused Caroline, ''the nex thing is they marry" Robert was yer,
 tender to her that day after the break
 ing of the frames" and when Carolin,
 went back to the rectory she walked fl
 happy dream. Robert, too, as he wen
 to the mill had a dream for a momen
 of the beautiful girl with her statue-lik,
 face; but he put it away from hin
 sternly.
 Love and marriage were not for him
 unless love and marriage could help 1T
 the rehabilitation of the house of Gerald
 & Moore. Yet Robert spoke much O
 Caroline to his sister Hortense that even
 ing-asked how the girl was getting or
 with her French, asked many little thing,
 about her. what she said and what shs
 thought and how her health was But h,
 dreamed of machinery and of market. and finances that night and not of Caro-
 lien. As for Caroline, she lay for while
 upon her bed, watching through the win.
 dows the shadows of the trees slant dowr
 the moonlit sward and then fell into stun,
 bers which were haunted by visions O,
 Robert.
 So things went on for a while, Caroline