Middletown transcript., 1915-12-11
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9yGEORdT RANDOLPH CHESTER.
and LILLIAN CHESTER Wv
!. lSSs;sssss & I; e. ILLUSTRATED Il cDRnoDEs
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and flippant irreverence, it was his
duty to be patient with her, for this
was the fault Of youth. He had been
youthful himself.
Calls eyelids dropped and the cor
ners of her lips twitched when Rev.
Smith Boyd's name was brought up
to her, but she did her hair in another
way, high on her head instead Of dow
on her neck, and then she went down,
bewildering in her simple little dark
blue velvet cut round at the neck.
Il was afraid that your voice was
out" remarked Gail, in a tone sug-
gestive of the fact that that would be
tragedy indeed; and she began haul
ing forth music. you haven't been
over for so long"
Rev. Smith Boyd colored. At times
the way Of spiritual instruction was
quite difficult. Nevertheless, he had
a duty to perform. Mechanically be
had taken his place at the piano,
standing straight and tall, and his
blue eyes softened as they automat-
ically fell on the piece Of music she
had opened. OF course it was their ia
vorite, the one in which their voices
had scared in the most perfect uni
son. Gail glanced up at him as she
brushed a purely imaginary feck of
dust from the keys. For an instant
the brown eyes and the blue ones met
He was tremendously nice fellow,
after all. But what was worrying him ?
Before we sing should like to take
Eup graver matters" he began, feel
ing at tremendous disadvantage in
the presence of the music. Ta obviate
this, he drew up chair, and sat fac
ing her. 81 have called this evening
in the capacity of your temporary
rector"
Calls eyelids had tendency to
flicker down, but she restrained them.
She was adorable when she looked
prim that way. Her lips were like a
rosebud. Rev. Smith Boyd himself
thought of the smile, and cast 1t be-
hind him.
"You are most kind" she told him
suppressing the imps and demons
which struggled to pop into her eyes
Il have been greatly disturbed by
the length to which your unbelief has
apparently gone," the young rector
went on, and having plunged into this
opening he began to breathe more
freely. This was familiar ground.
Gail rested a palm on the edge OF
the bench behind her, and leaned back
facing him, supported on one beauti
fully modelled arm Her face had sci
seriously now.
However" went on the rector, %
do not expect to be able to remove
the spiritual errors, which am com
PEELED to judge that you have accu
mulated, by any other means thar
patient logic" he resumed. May
discuss these matters with your" His
voice was grave and serious, and full
of earnest sincerity, and the musica
Z quality alone of it made patient. log
! ical discussion seem attractive.
"If you like" she assented, smiling
! at him with willful deception. Tht
wicked thought had occurred to he
that it might be her own duty Il
i broaden his spiritual understanding.
3 'Thank you," he accepted gravely
. ''If you will give me an hour or 81
! each week. shall be very happy"
+ 81 am nearly always at home oil
( Tuesday and Friday evenings" sue
gested Gail. Scarcely anyone call
|, before eight-thirty, and we have din
I ner quite early on those evenings.
J. She began to be sincerely intereste'
j. in the project. She had never givel
Q herself time to quite exactly defin
/. her own attitude towards theology a
distinct from religion, and she fel
" that she should do it. If for no othe
v reason than to avoid making impu
Z sive overstatements. Rev. Smith Boy
J. would help her to look squarely int
8 her own mind and her own soul, fo
O he had a very active intelligence, an
# was, moreover, the most humanl
" forceful cleric she had ever met B,
# sides, they could always finish b
o singing.
>, Il shall make arrangements to
over as early as you will permit" d.
10 clared the rector, warmly aglow wit
e the idea. I'VE shall begin with tn
p very beginnings of things, and, ste
Q by step, develop, hope, a logic
justification of the vast spiritual rev
e luton which has conquered tn
10 world"
Ie "I should like nothing better
t. unused ~ and since Rev. Smit
t. Boyd rose, and stood behind her an
e, filled his lungs. she turned to IL
/; piano and struck a preliminary chor
le which she trailed off into a tinklir
t. little run, by way Of friendly greetir
h, to the piano.
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