The Elk Mountain pilot. [volume] (Irwin, (Ruby Camp), Gunnison County, Colo.) 1880-19??, 1919-06-05
his cessation of correspondence, but
somehow he felt grieved over 1t.

his cessation Of correspondence, but
somehow he felt grieved over 1t.
"She might at least invite me down
there once more" he thought. swell.
anyhow, I've just got to see her again.
frivolous or not frivolous, although ]
suppose nothing will come of 1t. I'll
surprise her, to make sure she wont
refuse to see me just for Spite"
About this time Bert's weekly holi'
day was shifted to Sunday; SO for the
first time be journeyed to CastlegrOve
on the Sabbath. Arriving at the VII
lage he made his way at once to the
Walters home. but was surprised and
disappointed to ind no one there.
Thinking perhaps the family had
gone out for walk and that he would
meet them, he walked up the main
street, which seemed to be even more
deserted than usual. He saw only one
or two pedestrians and an old man
driving 4 scrawny horse, which was
dragging creaky buggy.
Bert's walk led him past the little
church. and 1t seemed that he could
hear a choir singing. Yes. choir
was singing one of the old-time
hymns.
Curiosity and lack of anything else
to do prompted Bert tv mount the
steps and enter the building. As hi
did 50 the singing ceased and some
one began talking. 1t was woman,
and there was something strangely
familiar about the pleasant, we'll
modulated voice. He entered the
vestibule and peered through the In
ner door.
There were perhaps fifty persons in
the church listening intently to
young woman who stood in the pulpit
She was quoting from the Bible, say
ing, "Woe unto the foolish prophets
that follow their own spirit and hav.
seen nothing"
Bert slipped into a seat at the bach
of the church and Immediately fell un
der the spell of the sermon or Of th'
young woman, or both. That the rest
OF the congregation was under the
same spell was evident from the way
every one leaned forward in his seat,
hanging closely to every word that
was uttered. with eyes fixed intently
on the girl that gave voice to them
No one was aleeping or even drOws
ing.
When the services weSe concluded
Bert sat in daze while the others
trailed out Of the church.
"Too frivolous: he said repeated
ly to himself. Here I've been criti-
Ching her for smiling and looking OF
the bright side of things. because
thought she had no serious thoughts;
and all this time she's been preaching.
Talk about foolish, prophets I'm the
prize one Of the lot"
The girl who had delivered the
sermon came along the aisle and
stopped by his side. He leaped to his
feet, CROPPED for words. stammered and
twisted his hat out Of shape behind
his back. like he was a peasant stand
Ing before a princess.
"Genevieve," he managed to say.
"Genevieve. can you-can you-can
you forgive me for the way l have
acted and-and for the things have
thought7 And-and will you let me
go home with you and will yOu-do
you think you can listen to me while
while try that proposal over
again?"
| She smlled-that same old smile
and he was glad. because he had sud-
denly discovered that he liked 1t.
perhaps I ought not to forgive
you" she responded. "but"-and she
tapped the black, leather-covered book
under her arm-''this teaches us that
forgiveness Is right. Yes. you may
come with me. Bert, and I'll listen to
| what you have to say. / was perfect
ly serious that other time; but you
see sometimes a girl smiles to hide
her emotion. and sometimes one gets
30 nervous that one has to keep the
hands busy. That's why I couldn't
stop playing the piano. I'll try this
time. though"
please play it-and SMILE" pleaded
Bert. I'D dearly love to propose to
music. and smiles beat tears all to
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