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It was not until they had come within sight of this goal that he prefaced by a little sigh of resignation these further words, "Come let us make the best of it, my girl! After all, we are in the hands of the Lord." "Oh, don't, Theron!" she said hastily. "Don't talk to me about the Lord tonight; I can't bear it!" "Theron! Come out here! This is the funniest thing we have heard yet!" Mrs.
With a flushed face and lips tightly compressed, she made a movement as if to rise from her chair. Then, changing her mind, she sat bolt upright and faced her husband. "I think we had better have this out right now," she said, in a voice which Theron hardly recognized. "You have been hinting round the subject long enough too long.
Ware's health, but looked intently out through the window at the buildings opposite, and drummed with his fingers on the arms of his chair. Theron made haste to revert to his errand. "Of course, your not being in the Quarterly Conference," he said, "renders certain things impossible.
"Not a breath!" exclaimed Theron, mournfully. "Well," he added upon reflection, "I'm sorry, downright sorry. The debt-raiser seems to me about the lowest-down thing we produce. I've heard of those Soulsbys; I think I saw HIM indeed once at Conference, but I believe SHE is the head of the firm." "Yes; she wears the breeches, I understand," said Gorringe sententiously.
Nor was relief possible, because the Presiding Elder knew something of the circumstances, and felt it his duty to send Theron back for a third year, to pay his debts, and drain the cup of disciplinary medicine to its dregs. The worst has been told. Beginning in utter blackness, this third year, in the second month, brought a change as welcome as it was unlooked for.
A few minutes later, reclining at his ease in a huge low chair, and feeling himself unaccountably at home in the most luxuriously appointed and delightful little room he had ever seen, the Rev. Theron Ware sipped his unaccustomed coffee and embarked upon an explanation of his errand.
I had not supposed that clergymen in general and you in particular were so sensitive. Have donation parties, then, gone out of date?" "I understand your sneer well enough," retorted Theron, "but that can pass. The main point is, that you did me the honor to send these plants or to smuggle them in but never once deigned to hint to me that you had done so. No one told me.
On the other hand, "Thurston's" dealt with nothing save the demand of the moment, and offered only the books which were the talk of the week. Thus, in plain words, the book trade was going to the dogs, and it was the same with pretty nearly every other trade. Theron was indignant at this, and on his return home told Alice that he desired her to make no purchases whatever at "Thurston's."
Alice in a quandary over the complications of her cooking stove; Alice boiling her potatoes all day, and her eggs for half an hour; Alice ordering twenty pounds of steak and half a pound of sugar, and striving to extract a breakfast beverage from the unground coffee-bean? Clearly not so tenderly fond and sympathetic a husband as Theron.
Even when he thinks he has rid his own mind of superstitions, he sees that he will best enjoy a peaceful life by leaving other peoples' superstitions alone. That is always the ultimate view of the crowd." "But I don't see," observed Theron, "granting that all this is true, how you think the Catholic Church will come out on top.
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