The Parisian. (Paris, Tenn.) 1907-1962, 1914-08-14

anger, excited rather by a contemptu.
Gus Indifference. As for the simple
marguerites, she took them up ginger.
ly. The arc these described through
the air was even greater than that
performed by the violets.
I'm a silly fool, | suppose she
murmured, turning back into the room
| again.
1t was ten o'clock when the colonel
babe his guests good night as they
tumbled out of his motor boat They
were In more or less exuberant spirits,
for the colonel knew how TO do two
| things particularly we'll order din.
ner, and avoid the many traps set for
MIN by scheming mammas and elf.
gible widows. Abbott, the Barone and
Harrigan, arm in arm, marched on
ahead, whistling one tune in three
different keys, while Courtlandt set
the pace for the padre.
All through the dinner the padre had
watched and listened. Faces were gen.
orally books to him. and he read in
this young mans face many things
that pleased him. This was no night
rover, fool over wine and women, a
spendthrift,
There has been a grave mistake
somewhere" he unused aloud, thought
fully.
Il beg your pardon" said Court
landt
Il beg yours. Twas thinking aload.
How long have you known the Har-
rigans?"
THE father and mother never saw
before today"
Then you have met Miss Harrigan?"
Il have seen her on the stage"
Il have the happiness of being her
confessor."
They proceeded quite as far an a
hundred yards before Courtlandt vol
unteered: THAT must be interesting"
She is good Catholic"
"Ah, yes; recollect now" .
And your"
"Oh, / haven't any religion such as
requires my presence In churches.
Don't misunderstood me! AS a boy
] was bred in the Episcopal church;
but ] have travelled so much that
have drifted out of the circle | find
that when / am out in the open, in
the heart of some great waste, such
as desert, sea, the top of noun
tain, | can see the greatness of the
Omnipotent far more clearly and hum
bly, than within the walls of q ca
thedral"
you believe in the tenets of Chris
tianity?"
Surely! A man must pin his faith
and hope to something more stable
than humanity"
Il should like to convert you to my
way of thinking" simply.
Nothing is impossible. Who knows?"
The padre, as they continued on
ward, offered many openings, but. the
young man at his side refused to be
drawn into any confidence. So the
padre gave up for the futility of his
efforts became irksome. His own lips
were sealed, SO he could not ask point
blank the question that clamored at
the tip of his tongue.
so you are Miss Harrigans con.
fessor?"
Does it strike you Strangely"
Merely the coincidence"
IF were not her confessor should
take the liberty of asking you some
questions"
ut is quite possible that should
decline to answer them"
The padre shrugged 1T Is patent
to me that you will go about this af.
fair in your own way wish you
we'll"
Thank you. AS Miss Harrigan's
confessor you doubtless know every.
thing but the truth
The padre laughed this time. The
shops were closed. The open res.
taurants by the water front held but
few idlers. The padre admired the
young mans independence. Most men
would have hesitated not a second to
pour the tale into his ears in hope of
material assistance. The PADRES ad-
miration was equally proportional
with respect
II leave you here" he said. You
will see me frequently at the villa"
Il certainly shall be there frequent.
ly. Good night
Courtlandt quickened his pace which
soon brought him alongside the others.
They stopped in front of Abbott's pen
sion, and he tried to persuade them
to come up for nightcap.
Nothing to it, my boy" said Har,
rigan. Il need no nightcap on top of
cognac 4S years old. For me that's
a whole suit of pajamas"
You come, Ted"