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CHAPTER X,
Uncle Ephraim Marlow was an old-
ashioned man, clinging to the old-
ime customs of his fathers, and
looking with but little toleration up -
n what he termed the •'new-fangled
otions" of the present generation,
Born and reared amid the rocks and
hills of the Bay State, his nature
liartook largely of the nature of his
surroundings, and ho grew into man-
hood with many a rough point ad-
hering to his character, which, nev-
ertheless, taken as a whole, was,
like tho wild New England scenery,
beautiful and grand. None knew Uncle
Ephraim Barlow but to respect him,
fid at the church in which be was a
deacon, few would have been missed
more than the tall, muscular man,
with the long white hair, who, Sun-.
day after Sunday, walked slowly up
the middle aisle to his accustomed
seat before the altar, and who regu-
larly passed the contribution box,
Bowing involuntarily in token of ap-
probation when a neighbor's gift was
larger than its wont, and gravely
-dropping in his own ten cents—never
more, never less, always ten cents—
:his weekly offering, which he knew
amounted in a year to just five • doI-
lars and twenty cents. And still
'Uncle Ephraim was not stingy, as
the Silverton poor could testify, for
many a load of wood and bag of
areal found entrance to the doors
where cold and hunger would have
•otherwise been, while to his minister
he was literally a holder up of the
weary hands, and a comforter in the
time of trouble.
I:dis helpmeet, Aunt Hannah, like
that virtuous woman mentioned in
the T3ible, was one "who seekoth
wool and flax, and worketh willingly
with her hands, who riseth while yet
it is night, and giveth meat to her
'household," while Miss Betsy Bar-
low, the deacon's maiden sister, was
a character in her way, and bore no
resemblance to those frit olous fe-
males to whom the Apostle Paul had
reference whcu he condemned' the
plaiting of hair and the wearing of
gold and Jewels. Quaint, queer and
simple -headed, she had but little
idea of any world this side of heav-
en, except the one bounded by the
"huckleberry" hills and the crystal
waters of Fairy fond, which from
the back door of the farm -house were
plainly seen, both in the summer sun-
shine and when the intervening fields
were covered with the white snow.
The home of such a trio, was, like
themselves, ancient and unpretenti-
.ous, nearly ono hundred years having
,elapsed Since the solid foundation
was laid to a portion of the build-
ing. Unquestionably it was the old-
est house in Silverton, for on the
heavy oaken door of what was call-
ed the back room was still to be seen
the mark of a bullet, left there by
some marauders who, during the
Revolution, had encamped in that
'neighborhood. George Washington,
it was said, had spent a night be-
neath its roof, the deacon's tnother
pouring for him her Bohea tea itnd
breaking her home-made brea•1. Mince
that time several attempts had teen
made to modernize the house. Lath
and plaster had been put upon the
rafters and paper upon the wails,
wooden latches had gjven place to
iron, While in the parlor, where Wash-
ington had slept, there WAS the ex-
travagance of a porcelain knob, such
as Uncle Ephraim said W,Ia only fit
for gentry who could afford to be
grand. For himself he was content
to live as his father did; lout young
folks, he supposed, must in some
things have their way, and so when
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,sold is not attended to immediately ser•
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his pretty neice, who had lived with
him from childhood to the day of her
marriage, carne back to him a widow,
bringing her two fatherless children
and a host of new ideas, he good-
humoredly suffered her to tear down
some of his household idols and re-
place them with her own. And thus
it was that the farm -house gradually
changed its appearance, for yours
womanhood which has had ono
glimpse of the outer world will not
settle down quietly aurid fashions a
century old. Lucy Lennox, when sho
returned to the farm -house, was not
quite the same as when she went'
away, Indeed, Aunt Betsy in her
guileless heart feared that she had
actually fallen from grace, imputing
the fall wholly to Lttcy's predilection
for a certain little book on whose
back was written "Common Pray-
er," and at which Aunt Betsy scarce-
ly Glared to look, lest she should be
guilty of the enormities practiced by
the Romanis is themselves. Clearer
headed than his sister, the deacon
read the black -bound book, finding
therein much that was good, but
wondering "why, when folks promis-
ed to renounce the pomps and van-
ities, they did not do so, instead of
acting more stuck up than over."
Inconsistency was the underlying
strata of the whole Elpiscopal Church
he said, and as Lucy had declared"
her perference for that church, he
too, in a measure, charged her pro-
pensity for repairs to the same source
with Aunt Betsy; but, as he could
see no sin in what she did, he suffer-
ed her in most things to have her
way. But when she contemplated an
attack upon tho huge chimney occu-
pying the centre of the building, he
interfered; for there was nothing he
liked better than the bright fire on
the hearth when the evenings grow
chilly and.long, and the autumn rain
was falling upon the roof. The
chimney should stand, he said; and
as no amount of coaxing could pre-
vail on hirn to revoke his decision,
the chimney stood, and with it the
three fire -places, where, in the fall
and spring, were burned the twisted
knots too bulky for the kitchen
stove. This was fourteen years ago,
and ill that lapse of time Lucy L.en-
nox had gradually fallen In with the
family ways of living, and ceased to
talk of her cottage in western New
York, where her husband had died
and who e were i,o:u her daughters,
01,1. of \them :-he was expecting Neat)
on the warm .11ily day \then our
story opens.
Katy Lennox had been for a year
an inmate of Canandaigua Seminary,
whither she was sent at the expense
of a distant relative to whom her fa-
ther had been . guardian, and who.
during her infancy, had had a home
with Uncle Ephraim, Mrs. Lennox
having brought him with her when
she returned to Silverton. Dr. !'or-
ris Grant he was now, and he had
just come home from a three years'
sojourn in Paris, and was living in
his own handsome dwelling across
the fields toward Silverton village,
and half a mile or more from Uncle
Ephraim's farm -house. He had writ- ,
ten from Paris, offering to send his
cousins, Helen and 'Kate, to any
school their mother might select, and
as Canandaigua was her choice, they
had gone thither the year before, but
Helen, the eldest, had fallen sick
within three months, end returned to
Silverton, satisfied that the New Eng-
land schools were good enough for
her. This was Helen; but Katy was
different. Katy was snore susceptible
of polthh and refinemeht—so the
mother thought; and as ehe arrang-
ed and re -arranged the little parlor,
lingering longest by the piano, Dr.
Morris's gift, she drew bright pic-
tures
iatures of her favorite child, wondering
how the farm --house and itis inmates
would seem to her after all she must
have seen during her Weekes of travel
since the close of the Bummer term,
And then She wondered why cousin
Morris was so annoyed. when told
that Katy had accepted an invita-
tion to Accompany Mrs, Woodhull
and her party on a trip to Montreal
and Lake George, taking Boston on
her homeward route. Katy's move-
ments were nothing to him, unless—
and the little ambitious mother
struck at random a few notes of the
soft -toned piano as she thought how
possible it was that the interest el.
ways manifested by staid, quint Mor-
ris Grant for her light-hearted Kate
was more than a brotherly interest,
such as he Would naturally feel for
the daughter of one who had been
to hint a second father. But Katy
was so much a child when he went
away to Paris that it could not be.
She would sooner think of Helen,
u•ho was more like him.
"ft's Helen, if anybody," she said
aloud, just as a voice near the win-
dow called out: "Please, Cousin Lucy
relieve me of these flowers. I
brought them aver in honor of
Katy's return.
Blushing guiltily, Mrs. Lennox ad-
vanced to meet a tall, dark; looking
man with a grave, pleasant face,
which, when he smiled, was strange-
ly attractive, from the sudden light-
ing up of the h}tzel eyes and the glit-
ter of the white, even teeth so fully
to view.
"Oh, thank you, Morris 1 Katy
will like them, I am cure," Mrs. Len-
nox said, taking front his hand a
bouquet of the choice flowers whieh
grew only in the hothouse at Lin-
wood. "Come in for a moment,
please."
"No, thank you," the doctor re-
plied. "There he a case of rheums-
titan just over the hill, and I must
not be idle if I would retain the pram•
tics given to mc. Not that I fresh*
anything but good will as yet, for
only the Silverton poor dare trust
their lives in my inexperienced hands,
llut I can afford to wait," and with
another hash of the hazel eyes Mor-
ris walked away a pace or two: then,
as if struck with some sudden
thought, turned back, and fanning
his heated face with his leghorn hat,
said, hesitatingly: "By the way,
'Uncle Ephraim's last payment on the
old mill falls due to -morrow. Tell
him it he says anything in your pres-
ence, not to mind unless it is per-
fectly convenient. Ho must bo some-
what straightened just now, as
Katy's trip cannot have cost him a
small sunt."
The clear, penetrating eyes were
looking full at Airs. Lennox, who for
a moment felt slightly piqued that
Morris Grant should take so much
oversight of her uncle's affairs.
"Uncle Ephraim did not pay the
bills," Mrs. Lennox faltered oat last.
"Mfrs. Woodhull wrote that the ex-
pense should be nothing to me, end
as she Is fully able and snakes so
much of Maty, I did not think it
wrong."
"Lucy Lennox, I am astouishedt"
was all Morris could say, as the
tinge of wounded pride dyed his
elects.
Kato was a connection—a distant,
it is trite; but his blood was in her
veins, and his inborn pride shrank
from receiving so much from strang-
ers, while he wondered at her moth-
er, feeling more and more convinced
that what he had so long suspected
was literally true: Mrs. Lennox was
weak, Airs. Lennox was ambitious,
and for the sake of associating her
daughter with people whom the
world had placed above her, sho
would stoop to accept that upon
which she had no claim,
"Mrs. Woodhull was so urgent and
so fond of Katy; and then I thought
it well to give her the advantage of
being with such people as compose
that party, the very first in Canan-
daigua, . besides some from New
York," Mfrs. Lennox began in self-
defence, but Morris did not stop to
hatter more, and hurried off a second
time, while Mfrs. Lennox looked af-
ter him, wondering at the feeling
which she could not understand.
A call from Uncle Ephraim roused
her, and going out into the square
entry she tied his linen cravat, and
then handing him the blue umbrella,
an appendage he took with him in
sunshine and in storm, she watched
him as he stepped into his one-horse
wagon and drove briskly away in the
direction of the depot, where he was
to meet his neice.
"I wish Cousin Morris had offered
his carriage," she thought, as the
corn -colored wagon disappeared from
view. "The train stops five minutes
at West Silverton, and some of those
grand people will be likely to see the
turnout," and with a sigh as she
'doubted whether it were not a dis-
grace as well as an inconvenience to
be poor, sho repaired to the kitchen,
where sundry savory smells betoken-
ed a plentiful dinner.
Bending over the sink, with her
cap strings tucked back, her sleeves
rolled up, and her short purple cali-
co shielded from harm by her broad
check apron, Aunt Betsy stood clean-
ing the silvery onions, and occasion-
ally wiping her dim old eyes, as the
odor proved too strong for her. At
another table stood Aunt Hannah,
deep in the mysteries • et the light
white crust which war to cover the
tender chicken boiling in, the pot,
while in the oven bubbled and baked
the custard pie, remembered as
Katy's favorite, and prepared for her
coming by Helen herself—plain-spelt-
en, dark -eyed Helen—now out in the
strawberry beds, picking the few lu-
scious berries which almost by a
miracle had been coaxed to wait for
Katy, who loved them so dearly.
"It's better, too, now than when I
came home," Helen thought, as with
her rich scarlet fruit she went slowly
to the house. "Morris is here, and the.
neW church, and if she likes she can
teach in Sunday school, though may-
be she will prefer going. with TJncle
Ephraim. IIo will be pleased if she
does," and pausing by the door, hid -
en looked across Fairy Pond in the
direction of Silverton village, where
the top of a slender spire was just
visible—the spire of St. John's, built
within the hear, and mostly at the
Morris Grant,who,a
Dr.Mo
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expense of
zealous churchman himself, had lab-
ored successfully to instill into Hel-
en's mind some of his own peculiar
views, as well as to &Waken in Mrs.
Lennox's heart the profession* which
had lain 'dormant for as long a time
as the little black bound book had
lain on the cupboard shelf, forgotten
and unread.
How the doctor's views were re-
garded by the Deacon's family we
shall'see by and by. At present our
story has to do with Helen,, holding
her howl of berries by the rear door
and looking across the distant fields.
Witli one last glance at the object o1
her thoughts, she re-entered the house
where her mother was arranging the
square table for dinner, bringing out
the white etohe china. instead of the
Mulberry bet kept for everyday use.
"We ought to have some silver
forks," she said despondingly, as she
laid by each plate the three -tined
forks of steel, to pay for which IIel-
en and Katy had picked huckleber-
ries on the hills and 'dried apples
from the orchard.
"Never mind, mother," Helen an-
swered cheerily; "if Katy is as she
used to be, she will care more for us
than for silver, and I guess she is,
for I imagine it would take a great
deal to make her anything but a
warm-hearted, merry little creature."
This was sensible Iielen's trtbtite of
affection to the little gay, chattering
butterfly, at that fetanient ax occu-
pant Of uncle Ephraim's cornscolored
wagon, and riding with that Worthy
toward home, throwing kisses to
every barefoot boy and girl she met,
atld eereaming with delight as the
old familiar waymafks met her view'.
"There is Aunt Betsy, With her
dress pinned up us usual," she cried,
when at lest the wagon stepped be-
fore • the door, and the four women
came hurriedly out to tweet her, al-
most smothering her with caresses,
and Then holding her od to see it she
had changed.
' ,ghe was very stylish in her pretty
traveling dress of gray, made under
Mrs. Wooditull's supervision, and no-
thing could be more becoming than
her jaunty hat, tied with ribbons of
blue, while the dainty kids, bought
to match the dress, fitted her fat
hands charmingly, and the little
high -heeled boots of soft prunella
were faultless in their style, She
was very attractive in her personal
appearance and the mental verdict of
the four females regarding her intent-
ly was something as follows: Mrs.
Lennox detected unmistakable narks
01 the grand society she had been
lningli I'i in, and was pleased accord.,
ingly: hunt Hannah pronounced her
"the prettiest creeter she had ever
seen"; Aunt Betsy decided that her
hoops were too big and her clothes
too fine fora Marlow; while Helen,
who looked beyond dress, or style, or
manner, straight into her sister's
soft blue eyes, brimming with love
and tears, ctecided that Katy was not
changed for the worse. Nor was
•she. Truthful, loving, simple -heart-
ed and full of playful life slue had
gone from home, and sho carne back
the sante, never once thinking of the
ciitTerence between the farm -house and
Mrs. 1Voodhull's palace, or if she
did, giving the preference to the form -
0E. w
'It was perfectly splendid to get
!mine,A' she said, handing her gloves
to Men, her sunshade to her moth-
s •, ha satchel to Aunt Iiannah, and
tossing her bonnet in the vicinity of
the. water. pail, from which it was
saved by Aunt Betsy, who put it
carefully in the press, examining it
closely first and wondering how much
it cost,
Deciding that " it was a good
thtunpin' price," she returned to the
kitchen. where Katy, dancing and
curvetting in circles, scarcely stood
.till long enough for them to see that
•0 spite of boarding -school fare, of
which she had complained so bitter-
•, her cheeks were rounder, her eyes
1ri•ghter, and her figure fuller than of
ltd. She had improved, but she did
.tot appear to know it, or to guess
hew beautiful she was in the fresh
t,lcoru of seventeen, with her golden
hair waving around her childish fore-
head, and her deep blue eyes laugh-
ing so expressively with each change
of her constantly varying face.
Everything animate and inanimate
pertaining to the old house, came in
for its share of notice. She kissed
the kitten, squeezed the cat, hugged
the dog, and hugged the little goat
tied to his post in the .clover yard
and trying so hard to get free. The
horse, to whom she fed handfuls of
grass, hard been already hugged. She
did that the first thing after strangl-
ing Uncle Ephraim as she alighted
front the train, and some from the
car window saw it, smiling at what
they termed the charming simplicity
of an enthusiastic school -girl. Bless-
ed youth! blessed early girlhood, sur-
rounded by a halo of rare beauty I
It was Katy's shield and buckler,
warding ori many a cold criticism
which might otherwise have been
passed upon her.
They were sitting down to dinner
now, and the deacon's voice trembl-
ed as, with the blessing invoked, he
thanked God for bringing back the
little girl whose head was for a mo-
ment bent reverently, but quickly
lifted itself up as its owner, in the
same breath with that in which the
deacon uttered his amen, declared
how hungry she was, and went into
rhapsodies over the nicely cooked vi-
ands which loaded the table, The
best bits were hers that day, and she
refused nothing until it came to Aunt
Betsy's onions, once her special de-
light, but now declined, greatly to
the distress of the old lady, who hav-
ing been on the watch for "quirks,"
as she styled any departure from long
established customs, now knew she
had found one, and with an injured
expression, withdrew the offered
bowl, saying sadly: "You used to eat
'ent raw, Catherine; what's got into
you?"
It was the first time Aunt Betsy
had called at name 'so obnoxious to
Kato, especially when•, as in the pre-
sent case, great emphasis was laid
upon tho rine, and from past experi-
ence Katy knew that her good aunt
was displeased. Her first impulse
was to accept the dish refused; but
when she remembered her reason for
refusing, she said, laughingly: "Ex-
cuse use, Aunt Betsy, I love them
siillbut—but—well,
the fact is,
am going by and by to run over and
see Cousin Morris, inasmuch as he
was not polite enough to come here,
and you know it might not be so
I.leasant."
"The land!" and Aunty Betsy
brightened. "If that's all, eat 'em.
'Tainh no ways likely you'll get
near enough to hint to make any dif-
ference—only turn your head when
you shake hands."
But Katy remained incorrigible,
while Helen, who guessed that her
impulsive sister was contemplating a
warner greeting of the doctor than
a mere shaking of his hands, kindly
turned the conversation by telling
.how Morris was improved by his
tour abroad, and how much the
poor people thought of !him,
••He is very fine looking, too," she
said, whereupon lCaty involuntarily
exclaimed: "1 Wender if he is as
handsome as Wilford Cameron? Oh,
I never wrote about him, did I ?"
end the little maiden began to blush
as she stirred het tea industriously.
'•Who is Wilford Cameron?" asked
Mrs. Lennox.
"Oh, he's Wilford Cameron, that's
all; lives on Fifth Avenue as a Taw-,
,ver—is very rich—a friend of Mrs.
Woodhull, and was with us in . our
travels," !Cate answered rapidly, the'
rod burning on her cheeks so brightly
that Aunt Betsy innocently passed
her a big feather fan, saying •' she
looked mighty hot,"
And Katy was Warm, but whether
from talking of Wilford Canton or
not none could tell. She said no
more of him, tint went 0n to speak
of Morris, asking If it were true, as
she had heard, that he Milt the new
church in Silverton.
"Yes, and runs it, too," Aunt Bet-
sy answered energetically, proceeding
to tell "What goin's on they had,
with the minister *hiftiu' his clothes
now and ag'hu, and the folks aill
talkin' together. Morris got nue in
once." 'she said, " and 1 thought
meetin' was let out half a detest
times, so much h'istin' round as
there was. I'd as soon go to a show
if it was a good one, and I told
Morris so, Xie laughed and said I'd
feel different when 1 knew 'em bet-
ter; but needn't tell me that Prayers
made up is as good as them as isn't,
though Morris, I do believe, will get
to heaven a long ways ahead of lne,
if he is a 'Piscopal."
To this there was 110 response, and
being launched on her favorite topic,
Aunt Betsy continued:
"If you'll believe it, Helen here is
one of '010, and has got a sight of
'Piscopal cleirks into her head. Why,
she and Morris sing that talkin'-like
singin' Sundays when the folks get
up and Ilelen plays the accordeon."
"Melodeon, aunty, melodeon," and
Helen laughed merrily at her aunt's
mistake, turning the conversation
again, and this time to Canandatgun,
where she had some acquaintances.
But Katy was so much afraid of
Canandaigua, and what talking of it
might lead to, that she kept to Cou-
sin Morris, asking innumerable ques-
tions about his house and grounds,
and whether there were as many flow-
ers there now as there used to be in
the days when she and Helen went to
say their lessons at Linwood, as
they had done before Morris sailed
for Europe.
"I think it right mean in him not
to be here to see me," she said,.
poutingly, "and I am: going over as;
quick as I eat my dinner."
But against this all exclaimed at
once. She was too tired, the moth-
er said, she must lie down and rest,
while Helen suggested that she had
not told them about her trip, and
Uncle Ephraim remarked that she
would not find Morris at home, as
he was going that afternoon to
Spencer.
"Are you glad to have me home
again, Uncle Eph?" she asked when
once sho caught him regarding her
with a peculiar look.
"Yes, Katy -did, very glad," he an-
swered; "I've missed you every day,
though you do nothing much but
bother me."
"Why did. you 16ok so funny at me
just now?" Kate continued, and the
deacon replied:"I was thinl.ing how
hard it would be for such a highty-
tighty thing as you to meet the
crosses and disappointments which
lie all along the road which you
must travel. I should hate to see
your young life crushed out of you,
as young lives sometimes arc?"
"Oh, never fear 'for me. I ani go-
ing to be happy all my life long.
Wilford Cameron said I ought to be."
"I don't know who Wilford Camer-
on is, but there's no ought about
it," the deacon rejoined. "God
marks out the path for us to walk
in, and when he says it's best, we
know it is, though some are straight
and pleasant and others crooked and
hard."
"I'll choose the straight and pleas-
ant then—why shouldn't I?" Katy
asked.
"Can't tell what path you'll take,"
the deacon answered. "God knows
whether you'll easy through the
world, or whets...• he'll send you suf-
fering to purify and snake you -bet-
ter."
"Purified' by suffering," Baty said
aloud, while a shadow involuntarily
crept for an instant over her gay
spirits.
It was supper time ere long, and
after that was over Kate announced
her intention of going to Linwood
whether Morris was there or not.
"I can see the housekeeper and the
birds and flowers," she said, as she
swung her straw hat by the string
and started from the door.
"Ain't Helen going with you 9"
Aunt Iiannah asked, while Helen her-
mit looked a little surprised.
But Katy would rather go alone.
She had a heap to tell Cousin Mor-
ris, and Helen could go next time.
".lust as you like," Helen answer-
ed good-nattw'edly, and so Katy went
alone to call on Morris Grant.
CHAPTER II.
Morris had returned from Spencer,
and in his dressing gown and slip-
pers wtts sitting by the window of
his library, looking out upon the pur-
ple sunshine flooding the western sky,
anti thinking of the little girl com-
ing so rapidly up the grassy lane in
the rear of the house. He was going
tvrtoseeher
c byand by,h said
e
and he pictured to himself how she
must look by this time, hoping that
he phould not find her greatly chang-
ed, for Morris Grant's memories were
very precious of the play -child who
used to tease and worry him so much
with her lessons poorly learned, and
the never-ending jokes played off up-
on her teacher. Ilow then was he
amazed when, just as the 801) WAR
going down and he was watching its
lest rays Itngcring on the brow of
the hill suet,s the pond, the library
(11)0teas 0Prllyd \vide 521(1 the room
Su(1d1-e111y filed with lift and joy, av
a graceful figure, ui,11 reddish gold-
en hair, bounded across the fluor,
and winding its nems around his
neck gave him the hearty kiss which
Baty had in, her mind when she de-
clined Aunt Betsy's favorite vege-
tnhie,
:Morro~ (:rout WAS not at,rse 111 to
ing 1.°s rel, and 3 et the fn• t t het
Katy Lennox had issed him in ...ash
a wily at,vo!.e a c1111 o1 11i .01,110,1, ;-
mem, for it said that to her he "was
the te.u•laer still, the elder 1).01L••.",
wbont, 0.1 a c!1ild, ehe had 'nailed
with caresses.
"(lh, ('0114111 Morii.;1" s''e ex
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noon, you naughty boy! Tlnt ah ,.
a splendid -loot leg man se a'te t 0:
to he! and what An eon throb. of
me?" sho added. blit hint( for t,
first time, vs he hrhl her off f .1.a
hint and looked into the senna .,l A.
"T think you wholly u.1ham , e"
he 0128)1 ('10(1, so grneels. that r.e y
,
• 'd• .
began to pout as she said: , n 1
you are sorry, I know, Pray nl et
diel a0u '.pest cf hue, and what
heals you hate me be?"
"Nothing but what you are—the
sante Kitty as 01 Old," he anvterra d,
his own bei It smile breaking all
oter his s .•r face.
"Ile ea that his mann n' repc'le,l
her, anal a tried t0 be atural, s'ie-
eeeding s well that Katynforgot b er
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sit by her side on the sofa, \there
she could see him distinctly, the
poured forth a volley of talk, telling
hien, among other things, how 11111011
afraid of him some of his letters
made her—they were so serious and
so like a sermon.
"You wrote me once that you
thought of being a minister," t -he
added, "Why 'did you cifnnge your
mind? It must be splendid, I think,
to be a young clergyman --invited to
,to many tea-drixkings-•and hating
all the girls in the parish after you,
as they always are after umnarricd
ministers."
"I did not decide rashly," he said,
"butt after weeks of anxious thought
end prayer for guidance I cam! to
the conclusion that in the practi'w of
medicine, I could find perhaps n
broad a field for good as la the
church, and so I decided to 'go on
with my profession—to be a Phys--
clan of the poor and differing, speak-
ing to them of Him who came to
save, and in this way T shall no:
labor in vain. Many would seek an-
other place than Silvertou and 11 s
vicinity, but something told me that
my work was here, and so I ant con-
tent to stay, feeling thankful that
my means admit of my waiting for
patients, if need be, and at the same
time ministering to the wants of
those who are needy."
Gradually, as he talked, there
came into his face a light, born on-
ly from the peace which passot.h un-
derstanding and the awe-struck
Katy crept closer to his side and
;rasping his hand in hers, said soft-
..•: 'Dear cousin, what a good man
you are, and how silly I must seems
to you, thinking you cared for tea-
rh•iekings, or even girls, when, of
course, you do not."
"Perhaps I do," the doctor re-
plied,
o-plied, slightly pressing the warm,
fart hand holding his so fast. "A
minister's or a doctor's life would
be very dreary indeed if there was
no one to share it, and I have had
my dreams of the girls, or girl, who
was some day to brighten my home."
tie looked fully at Katy now, but
site was thinking of something else,
and her anberxutp remark was to aslt him
rather "Twenty-six
It how old he was?"
"'i'wenty-six last May," he ans-
wered, while Katy continued: "You
are not old enough to be married
yet. Wilford Cameron is thirty."
"Where did you meet Wilford Cam-
eron?" Morris asked, in some sur-
prise, and then the story which
Katy had not told, even to her sise
ter, came out in full, and Norris
tried to listen patiently while Katy
explained how, on the very first day
of the examination, Mrs. Woodhull
had come in, and with her the
grandest, proudest looking man, who
the girls said
was Mr,
Wilford
am•
eron, from New York, a fastidious
bachelor, whose family were noted
for, their wealth arid exclusiveness,
keeping six servants and living in the
1lnest style; that Mrs. Woodhull, who
all through the year had been very
kind to Katy, came to her after
school and invited her home to tea;
that she had gone and Met Mr.
Cameron; that she was very much
afraid of him at first, and was not
sure that she was quite over it
now, although he was so polite to
her all through the journey, taking
so much pains to have her see the
finest sights and laughing at her
enthusiasm,
"Wilford Cameron with you in
your trip?" Morris asked, a nest
idea dawning on his mind.
"Yes, let me tell you," and Katy
spoke rapidly. "I sate him that
night, and then -- well, I redo
*lone With him once down by the
lake, end he talked to me just as it
he was not a grand man and I a
school -girl. And when the tern%
closed, S Staid at Mrs. WoodhulNd
and he Was there. Ile liked My
playing and liked my singing, ard3
guess he liked me—that is, you know
—yes. he liked me some," and Katy
twisted t1se, fringe of her shawl, while
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