The Washington times., 1913-11-08
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CHAPTER XVIII.-(Continued.)
w HEN they reached the vestry
\X room again he complained of
" fatigue and seated himself

N room again he complained OF
| " fatigue and seated himself
for a moment. The little old
| man. with the garrulity of his age. was
! nothing loath to continue his conversa-
I tion with the stranger who had listened
so respectfully and with so much in
terest to his account of his beloved
church and it's bygone parishioners.
Il shall be glad" remarked Yorke
| tentatively. when 1 return to New
| York to tell Mr.. Van Rensselaer, that I
! have seen the church of which his
| father-in-law was pastor. and from
which he took his young bride seven
years ago
Mr.. Van Rensselaer, the old man
repeated. You know Mr.. Van Rensse-
laer; And did you know Miss Victoria,
too?"
Yorke was saved from the necessity
| of replying. for the sexton took 1t for
granted, and rambled on without
pause.
"A beautiful young woman, and as
good and lovely as she was beautiful.
She was kind to everyone, and hers
was the practical sort of charity, which
gave freely but let you keep your own
self-respect. 1t was like a child Of
fertng you flower from the roadside
you didn't feel under any obligations,
somehow. Uncle Abijah,' she used to
call me-'Uncle Abijahr'
The tears were coursing down his
cheeks.
Vengeance Is mine saith the Lord.
4 will repay l believe it. sir, but
pray the vengeance comes before I die
on the hand that killed her
7 hope so. too. with all my heart"
forke said seriously. Then, to give the
old man time to recover himself. he
asked, glanctng from the window: rs
this the parsonage | see from here"
Yes. sir. And just across the way
over there Is Lawyer Frothingham's
house - Stanhope rockingham. His
daughter and Miss Victoria were great
friends. She's married. too, and moved
to New York some thirteen years ago"
Mrs. Ashley, you mean?"
Yes" The sections lips frightened
slightly. Pretty she was, too. and
full of fe and fun. but flighty and
without the heart Miss Victoria had
Il suppose the old servants are still
at the parsonage with the new min
ister?''
oh! no. They've scattered. DR..
Bigelow's housekeeper still lives here in
Brockmede, in a little old brick cottage
facing the Minute Men statue. She
never married. and she's saved quite a
little money and lives by herself. She
was hOusemaid while Mrs. Bigelow was
alive, Susan Finley was, and she stayed
right on and took care of the doctor |
after Miss Victoria married.
Well said Yorke, rising. II must |
be getting on. | am glad to have seen |
st. Johns; 1t was most interesting. 1t
is a beautiful church; you do well to
be proud of it,
The old man beamed
Are there many other points of in |
terest in the town." Yorke added. Il |
am leaving on the noon train
There's the Museum of Revolution |
ary reics.' the sexton began eagerly, |
and the public library. and the town |
hall. and the original spot"
Il think ! will have look first at |
that statue" interposed Yorke hastily
the Minute-Men Statue, you know. |
Can you direct me to it,
Receiving the desired Information, he |
pressed a gratuitv on his ancient guide |
and started brskly off.
He soon reached the place Indicated
circular. terraced mound of grass
surmounted by the figure of the minute
man. musket in hand. standing de-
fensively over the BODY OF a PROSTATE
comrade.
Built in Hi6. circle about the road
way were n number Of little, low, semi
brick cottages with sloping
roofs and tall chimneys. He walked up
the tim. Well-kcpt dooTyard of the first
cottage and lifted the knocker.
After an interval the door opened and
a briGht-faced young woman. with a
fat and solemn-eyed baby on her arm.
stood before him.
Can you tell me where Miss Finely
lives-Miss Susan Finley?' he asked.
The fourth house from here-the one
with the dahlias in the yard and the
black cat on the porch" was the smil-
ing answer.
Yorke thanked her. and, going to the
house indicated. he sounded the knock