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They could manage the carpentering now. And Jacky Pascoe, who, in addition to his other trades, was something of a glazier, had taken the damaged east window in hand. For six months it had remained boarded up, darkening the chancel. Mr. Raymond removed the boards and fixed them up again on the outside, and the Bryanite worked behind them night after night.

The Democratic party stood more loosely for all the elements that doubted whether this development was democratic or was desirable; all that looked back to Jeffersonian idealism and the serene abstractions of the eighteenth century, or forward to Bryanite idealism and some simplified Utopia founded on grain rather than gold.

Bryan when I was in America, in a fashion that made me realise how hard it has become to recover the illusions of a Bryanite. Bryan to debate with me. Now Mr. Bryan is one of the greatest orators of modern history, and there is no conceivable reason why he should trouble to debate with a wandering lecturer.

They listened. The door stood open, and after a second or two they heard the sound of feet tiptoeing away up the path outside. "Spies, perhaps," said his father. "If so, let them go in peace." But he was not altogether easy. There had been strange doings up at the Bryanite Chapel of late.

The Eastern States, however, voted solid for the gold standard, and were joined, in the main, by those Southern States which had not been "reconstructed" and were consequently not included politically in the "Solid South." The West, too, though mainly Bryanite, was not unanimous, and McKinley, the Republican candidate, was returned.

"I may be calling before long, to look you up," said the Bryanite, "but mind you do no more than nod when you see me." Joll's Farm lay somewhere near Carwithiel, across the moor where Taffy had gone fishing with George and Honoria.

From the first his quickness fairly astonished the Bryanite, who at the best was but a journeyman and soon owned himself beaten. "I doubt," said he, "if you'll ever make so good a man as your father; but you can't help making a better workman." He added, with his eyes on the boy's face, "There's one thing in which you might copy en. He hasn't much of a gift: but he lays it 'pon the altar."

Raymond's surpliced figure standing behind Taff's shoulder in the full glare seemed to rouse him. He lifted a fist and shook it slowly. "Com'st along, sir!" urged the Bryanite. But the Squire stood irresolute, muttering to himself. "Com'st along, sir!" "Lev' me be, I tell 'ee!" He laid both hands on the gate and spoke across it to Mr. Raymond, his head nodding while his voice rose.

"I suppose you don't remember me, now?" "No," said Taffy truthfully. "My name's Lizzie Pezzack. You was with the young lady, that day, when she bought my doll. I mind you quite well. But I put my hair up last Easter, and that makes a difference." "Why, you were only a child!" "I was seventeen last week. And I say, do you know the Bryanite, over to St. Ann's Preacher Jacky Pascoe?"

Did you come all this way by yourself?" Lizzie nodded. "Father thinks I'm home, minding the house. He's off duty this evening, and he walked over here to the Bryanite Chapel, up to Four Turnings. There's going to be a big Prayer Meeting to-night. When his back was turned I slipped out after him, so as to keep him in sight across the towans." "Why?" "I'm terrible timid.

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