The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1929-12-13

the stricken minister. "No, Ellen difs
not your fathers church. It's not our
church, It's Gods"
Ginger wilted suddenly. eyes,, she
assented. eyes, of course. wish we
could let God run it."
"Ellen," reproved her father gently.
sim sorry Il didn't mean-' she
stammered nervously.
Eyes, never mind. We know You
meant nothing wrong. You are lquite
right, of course. Brother Westjbury.
It is all true. A blind man would only
be an encumbrance-in new ch1Esh
like that. l should have resigned be-
fore-but kept hoping would re-
cover. And had my family"
"Oh. you'll be taken care OF, Broth
er Tolliver, don't you worry. YdRu
won't be allowed to suffer, you mol
your family either. Just you remenn-N
Der that It's all down in the Dis
cipline.' The conference will take
care Of you"
"How soon When do you
"Well, now, Brother, we figured weA
would just keep you right along. until
conference, on full salary and every
thing. And you can just rest up
the country, and let this young By
worth do the preaching. We Ike
first rate. And we want you to pl
| the dedication. we're absolutely
imous on that-nobody but you
dedication, for as you might
| your church. That is, you uni
you raised the money and all.
"Yes, see. Thank you very mi
Awkwardly, the trustee made
| good-bys and hurried away. 81
not look back. Miriam walked
him to the door. shook hands
him. She even smiled. The
slipped back and joined the
little group.
"F-father," begged Ginger,
anguished tone, "don't be sho
please don't. Remember wh
doctors said"
He put out his hand to heI
sad smile, and she crushed
tween both of hers.
"You see, there is no hope"
"They were only pretending
had chance"
.No, father" contradicted
sweetly. "No, they were not
ing. They said you had ch
they meant it. They said
ana v wWa Gifi that tia vG god tp esseas sSV..
grow strong and well. They did n
deceive you You did have you hi
got a chance. asked them dOz
times. and they told me honestly"
sand as far as money goes" criedv
Ginger, more cheerily, 81 have quite
few little secrets of my own. II is
two months till conference BY thark
lime old darling. shall probably bel
able to take care of you myself
He smiled at her again. 'tDearR
Ellen" he said gently. "If only these
slim little hands could carry out the
kindly projects of that eager little
in this world"
"Oh, hut this time. really mean ite
II meant am quite sure" rhe |
disclosure of her hopes trembled at |
the tip of her tongue her eyes grew
rapt and luminous. But her sisters,
so used TO her daring dreams. and
her extravagant promises. paid small I
heed. Their thoughts were upon the
sord;d reality of the present moment
and its disappointment.
Its a good thing the wedding "a
over" said Marjory. "Helen would I
never have gone. If she had susl
pected this"
Boarding Mr. Buckworth will heIT
out quite little" said Miriam "AS
for US, as long as we stay at i'ay.pi
we're simply gorging ourselves &mon:
the fleshpots of Egypt"
Ginger shook the rapture from mel
eyes. closed her teeth firmly upon he
secret. The time had not come FL
her triumphal prOnnuncement.
swell. as Old Jop says" she began
"Elleni"
~ mean Brother Westbury. Edd,
Jackson calls him Old Jop. Well. a
he says. the conference will take carr
of us. What will we get, father
Where is the 'Discip!iner Let's loo
1t up"
She ran upstairs for the book.
~ should have resigned, sailp ne
father drearily. ~ knew could No
minister to them properly. But l dlA
keep hoping"
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