Year: 1871

Now, doctor, there vas queer thing han
pened to a student in my class in the seminary
don suppose that you are much interested
ID IA love story, but | would Just like to tell Won
this one, because | think you dare not apply
your woman 5 rights principles to it in every
part Theories often fail when practically ap
piled, you know
story. And as for my principles, they'll bear
applying anywhere, ana the old doctor rubbed
his hands together confidently.


Tins friend of mine. Henly Gilbert" said
Hu, was like myself, poor. A long time ago,
when he was boy, the son of poor widow.
the lot on which he lived joined at the back of
the lot on which lived Mr. Morton, at that
time thriving merchant, now the principal
capitalist IN that part of the country As there
was back yard between the lots my friend
Was the constant playmate from earliest child
hood OF Jennie Morton. He built her play
houses out Of old boards he moulded cav
bricks for her use, and carved tiny toys out Of
pine blocks for her amusement. As he grew
larger, and as Jennie father grew richer, and
came to live In greater style, Henry grew more
shy. But 10y the unspokcn language of the
eyes the two never failed to make their up-
changing regard known to each other


Henry went to college early. Atvacation-
time the two met. But the growing difference
IN their social position could not but be felt.
JENNIE trieLds we've of different race from
his own. Her parents never thought of invit
ing him to their entertainments And if they
hal rusty coat and lack Of money to snend
on kid gloves would have affectualIy kept him
away. lie was proud. This apparent neglect
stung him. 1t is true that JENNIE Morton was
all the more kind. But his quick and foolish
p1de made him fancy that he detected pity in
her kindness And yet all this made him de-
termined to place himself in a position in which
he could ask her hand as her equal But you
do not understand, doctor, as do, how rresis-
tlble is tins conviction of duty in regard to the
ministry. Under that pressure my friend set
tied it that he must preach. And now there
was before him good ten years of poverty al
least. What should he do about it?


" In his extremity be took advice of a favor
Ite Theological professor. The professor advis
ed HIM not to seek the hand of rich girl She
would not be suited 10 the trials OF a minister $
life. But finding that Henry was firm in his
opinion that this sound general principal did
not in the least apply to this particular case
the professor proceeded to touch the tenderest
chord IN the young mans heart. He told him
that 1t would be ungenerOus, and in some sense
dlShOnOrablc for him to take woman drlicate-
ly brought up into the poverty and trials Incl
dent to minister's life. If you understood,
sir, how morbid his sense of honor is, you
WOul d not wonder at the impression this sug.
gestOn made upon him. TO give up the min
lstry was in his mind to be a traitor to his God
10 win her, if he could, was to treat ungener.
OuSly her whose happiness was dearer to him
thousand times than his own.


hope he did not give her up, said the
doctor.


" Yes, gave her up, in double spirit of
medleVal selt-SacTIhcc. Looking towards the
ministry, he surrendered his love as some of
the old monks sacrificed love, ambition and all
other things to conscience. Looking at her
happiness, he sacrificed his hopes in more
than kindly devotion for her welfare. The
knights sometimes gave their lives lie gave
more


- For three years he did not trust himself to
return to has home. But having graduated
and settled himself for nine months over a
church, there was no reason why he shOuldn t
go to see his mother again. And once in the
village, the sight of the old school house and
the church revived a thousand memories that
he had been endeavOring to banish The gar.
den walks, and especially the apple trees, that
are the most Interchangeable of landmarks, re
vived the old passion with undimnished pow
er He paced his room at night He looked
out at the new house of his rich neighbor. He
chafed under the restraint of the VOW not to
think again Of Jennie Norton 1t was the old
story Of the monk who thinks the world sub
dued, but who finds it all at once about to as
sumo the mastery of him. | do not know how
the struggle might have ended, but it was all
at once stopped from without.


"There reached him a rumor that Jennie
was already the betrothed wife of a Colonel
Pearson, who was her fathers partner in busi
ness. And indeed Colonel Pearson went in
and out of Mr.. Morton's gate every evening,
and the father was known to favor his suit


Jennie was not engaged TO him. however,
Three times she had refused him. Tie fourth
time, in Difference to her fathers wishes, she
had consented TO think about it, for a week
In truth, Henry had been at home ten days
! and had not called upon her, and all the weary