Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1915-07-28
the house. from top to bottom.

was firSt put down, Is years ago. The
old portraits and oil paintings still
hung suspended by silken picture cords.
relics of an obsolete grandeur. Over
by the window which looked out upon
the front yard and the street at the
bottom of the knoll stood a chair that
somehow was out of place in his MEM
y 1t was drawn up close to the side
OF the window. and faced the light
though screened from outer view by
the heavy. Immaculate lace curtains
that always had beer there.
immaculate? He crossed over. struck
by an unusual aspect. One of the cur
tains hung straight and prim, but the
other, next to the chair. was slightly
crumpled. even soiled along the inner
edge.
A careful hand had been drawing it
aside for years! Every day someone
mad sat In hat chair, peering between
the notwithstanding for someone who
never came.
The wel-remembered scent of a per-
TO her distant New York incarnation,
came iaintly to his ~nostrils as he leaned
over the chair. How many times had
she drawn that curtain aside to look
down into the winding, tree-lined
street?
he turned away with a shudder. and
left the room. hurrying out upon the
As WLiCIc lIlS leaves VI IIlc
preceding autumn still lay dank and
Drown beneath stark and ~leafless trees
20 which the breath of spring had not
yet come. He stopped at the lower
gate to look back at the grey house he
had left.
how desolate! The Giants Castle!
He had a sudden feeling Of pity for 1t.
1t represented all that was big in Cor
NTH, and yet how it had shrunk since
he had last looked upon it.
And 1t was still called the Giants
castle by imaginative small folk, and
IT was a dreadful place where ogres
lived!
Il don't wonder that Mary left it,"
ne said, half aloud, the bleakness of
the view wringing the confession from
his soul.
He was half an hour ahead of time at
Jaoez Carrs cottage. The old man.
as Dry and shriveled as a butternut
null greeted him with great joy and
a e garrulousness that proclaimed
ms ~ odd q in a way pitifully
pam. The old man vas not long in
getting to the subject that pleased him
best to discuss-the great religious up-
neaval IN Corinth's First Congregation
al church. He had views on the sub
1ect, and he vented them with MANY a
Joyous cackle. Jabez had not been i'm
SIDE the doors of a church in GO wears.
n ne a no settled ideas as to reli-
g1on aside from a vague recognition Of
the Holy Trinity. yet to have heard him
on this wet March morning as he sat
close upon the little stove in his cot
.tage you might have thought that the
burden of all Christianity rested l,non
his shoulders. p0
Eric sat by the tiny window. watch
ing the lane. At last he started up and
MS eye narrowed. Adm Carr, had he
been present, would have noted the
sudden clenching Of his hands and the
squaring of the jaw.
Jonn Payson was coming through the
gate. a strong we'll put up figure Of a
man. trinity dressed and brisk.
Ignoring Jabez. who was in the midst
OF an eloquent appeal to God to witness
ms ms epso1ute lack Of prejudice in the
thorne flung open the door and strobe
out into h open. He wanted to meet
ms man where it was wide and free.
ayson came IN. his eyes expressing
recognition, but not the faintest sign Of
Eric stopped short and was staring
hard at the face of the fas.
cinated by what he saw there. For
weeks he had been trying to recall
something he had overlooked in John
Payson's features. Now the thing he
mad always missed recognizing forced
n .Is apon MN with such a positive
'na' ne was shocked beyond
The oIoan ont
man was singularly like that of
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