The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1912-12-28

WIN thouSnlfully, thcn SAID, Mother
would be left"
Its just this way" her husband
interposed abruptly: III no excuses,
such as sickness, are sent, and II the
people haven't BEEN coming To-,
months, and don't intend coming, we
are simply determined to drop tie
names-strike 'em ont. We believe
church members shoGld show where
they stand. And-and II you"
Mrs. Gregory looked up quietly
Her voice seemed woven OF the silk
threads she was stitching in the white
pattern. IF l am not a member OF
the church. sitting an hour in the
building couldn't make me one"
Simon Jefferson cried out, rs that
my sister Lucy? Blessed IL | thought
she had SO much spirit"
DO you call that spirit?" returned
Gregory, with displeasure.
Well" snorted Simon, what do
you call II, them"
Perhaps" responded Gregory. with
marked disapprobaticn. perhaps IL
was spirit"
Grace. still attired for the street.
looked down upon Mrs. Gregory as il
turned TO stone. Her beautiful face
expressed something like horror at
the others irreverence.
Fran shook back her hair, and
watched with gleaLihg eyes from BE-
hind the Stats, not unlike a small
wild creature peering from Its cage.
oh" cried Fran, Miss Noif feels
so bad"
Grace swept from the hall, her
rnnnnad IN Inn xxyttk H.
ferings OF martyr.
And you!" cried Gregory, turning
er-"you don't care whose heart you
break"
Il haven't any power over hearts"
retorted Fran, gripping her fingers till
her hands were little white balls. "Oh.
II only had! I'd get at 'em, II
could-like this ."
She leaped to her feet.
Am | always to be defied by your"
he exclaimed; is there TO be no end
TO it? But suppose put an end to It.,
myself-tell you that this Is no place
for you"
You shall never say that" Mrs.
Gregory spoke UP, distinctly, but not
in his loud tones. She dropped her
work in some agitation, and drew
Fran to her heart. II have a friend
here, Hamilton-one friend--and she
must stay"
Don't you be uneasy, dear one"
Fran looked up lovingly into the fright
ened face He won't tell me to go.
He won't put an end to it. He won't
tell me anything"
Listen to me, Lucy" said Gregory
his tone altering, yes she must stay
that's settled-she must stay. OF
course. But you-why will you refuse
what I ask when for years you were
one OF the most faithful attendants at
the Walnut-st. church? / am asking
| you to go next Sunday because-well,
you know how people Judge by APP
pearances. I'm not asking~it for my
sake-of course know your real
character-but go for Miss Grace's
sake-go to show her where you
stand. Lucy, told her on the way
from choir practice promised her
that you should be there"
How is 1t about church attendance,
anyway" asked Fran, with the air OF
one who seeks after knowledge. 81
thought you went TO church for the
Lords sake, and not for Miss Noirs ="
II have given you my answer, Mr..
Gregory" said his wife family, "but
am sorry that 1t should make me
seen Obstinate"
He uttered groan and left the hall
in despair. His gesture said that he
must give It up.
Mrs. Gregory folded her work, her
face pale and drawn. her lips tremu-
lous. She looked at Fran and tried to
smile. We must go to rest. now"
she said-"if we can