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The ground on the side of the river next to the minister's cabin had been looked over repeatedly, and no one seemed to think it possible that the child had crossed the river, and the conclusion came to be general that he had either been carried off by a wild beast, or fallen into the water, and been drowned; and preparations were made for dragging the stream for the body, when one of the party saw a bit of cloth, which Tom recognized as torn from Bub's dress, flaunting from a twig on the tree-bridge.

"Married! impossible!" cried Beulah. "But I tell you I am! Here is my engagement ring. Now, the most astonishing part of the whole affair is that my intended sovereign is a minister! A preacher, as solemn as Job!" "You a minister's wife, Pauline! Oh, child, you are jesting!" said Beulah, with an incredulous smile. "No! absurd as it may seem, it is nevertheless true. I am to be married in March.

Johnson, gravely, "but it will not do for a school; the kitchen is neither large nor light enough. Shepherd," continued he, "with your good minister's leave, and kind assistance, I propose to set up in this parish a Sunday School, and to make you the master.

"Ten of them, sir, besides the minister's son, who is going to take the full university course." "And all of them bound for the ministry?" "So they say. And judging by the way they take life, and the way, for instance, they play shinny, I have a notion they will see it through." "They come of a race that sees things through," answered the professor.

Wrung as Sheila's heart had been by the expression of the old woman's utter confidence in her and by Cap'n Ira's warm words of approbation spoken before the elder, it was nevertheless for Tunis Latham's sake that she had abetted the minister's desire and had agreed that the real Ida May Bostwick should come to the Ball house on Wreckers' Head.

But, in spite of this outward show, the latter was almost convinced of the old man's knowledge, or, at least, his confident suspicion, with respect to his own interview with Hester Prynne. The physician knew then that in the minister's regard he was no longer a trusted friend, but his bitterest enemy. So much being known, it would appear natural that a part of it should be expressed.

Whinny's cheek was working up and down in quiet enjoyment of its lozenge, when he started, noticing that the preaching had stopped. Then he heard a sepulchral voice say "Charles Webster!" Whinny's eyes turned to the pulpit, only part of which was visible to him, and to his horror they encountered the minister's head coming down the stairs.

He would suddenly appear on the minister's writing-table when he was composing his Sunday sermon, and sit cocking his little pert head at him, seeming to wonder what he was about. But in all his explorations he proved himself a true Yankee squirrel, having always a shrewd eye on the main chance.

The deacon was mowing the front yard of his house when Grant came up to his front gate. "Good-morning, Deacon Gridley," said the minister's son. "Mornin', Grant," answered the deacon. "How's your folks?" "Pretty well in health," returned Grant, coming to business at once, "but rather short of money." "Ministers most gen'ally are," said Deacon Gridley, dryly.

Ruth was obliged to smile in spite of herself at the mixture of firmness and respect in the suave Minister's tones. He was encouraged by the smile. "Ah," he said, "I see that Your Highness will be reasonable." Ruth looked him straight in the eye.