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And still moved on the heavenly procession of the seasons; and as each new one passed with smile and song, and strewed its flowers or fruits on Bylow Hill, the memory of one who after life's fitful fever slept soundly at last was ever a sweet forgetting of all that had once been bitter, and a sweeter and sweeter remembrance of whatsoever things had been pure, lovely, and of good report.
Dr. Jebb and Dr. Carson forgot their religious differences in the good fellowship of the time, and when the inner circle had kissed Belle and manhandled Jim to the limit of custom, a quiet voice said: "Welcome back, Mr. Hartigan," and Charlie Bylow grasped the Preacher's hand. "I brought my team so I could take care of your trunks."
Then the piling snows stopped the skating with a white Christmas, the old year sank to rest, the new rose up, and Bylow Hill, under its bare elms and with the pine-crested ridge at its back, sat in the cold sunshine like a white sea bird with its head in its down.
"Bet your life I can." A big heavy man came forward; the mayor handed him the pen; and, after the word "Witness" he wrote, "Pat Bylow, of Cedar Mountain"; and then with a friendly grin he offered his hand to the Preacher, and they gripped hands for the first time. "Two dollars, please," said the mayor. Jim paid it, and he and Belle stepped forth as man and wife. What Next?
He smiled and said little about the energetic methods of his assistant; and when next Sunday Charlie Bylow and his wife appeared in church and later joined the group on the anxious seat, he felt that the matter was happily ended as it had oddly begun.
Charles Bylow and his wife were regular church members now, and no warmer, truer friends on earth had Hartigan. Pat Bylow had gone to Deadwood seeking work on the railway and it was said that his wife was still importing an occasional flask; but no more sprees took place. Jack Lowe had left Cedar Mountain abruptly after the Bylow affair.
It was Belle who answered his knock. Charlie began: "My wife told me to tell you that Mr. Hartigan got hurt last night. He is at our house. He won't be in town to-day." "What? Did he interfere in a spree?" "Yes." "Is he shot?" "No." "Is he wounded?" "No, not exactly." "What is the matter?" "Only a general shakeup, he had a bad fall," and Bylow moved uneasily.
John, what became of the papers in Muggins and Bylow? I gave them to you." Mrs. Tarbell, deeply mortified, resumed her occupation, and completed the precipe by writing the words, "Tarbell, pro plff." Mr. Juddson's papers were found for him, under his nose, and he was beginning to say that he was going out to lunch, when the enormity of his conduct made itself apparent to him.
The note he had remotely heard was rare on Bylow Hill since the town had come in below, and one of the errands which oftenest brought the hill's dwellers to this nook in solitary pairs was to hearken for that voice of unearthly rapture, a rapture above all melancholy and beyond all mirth, the call of the hermit thrush. Now the waiting seemed in vain.
"I was think thinking why, I was I I was think thinking" she went redder and redder as he went pale "thinking of everybody on Bylow Hill. Why why, dear heart, don't you see? When you" "Oh, enough, enough, my angel! I take the question back!" "You made me think of everybody, Arthur, you were so sudden. Just suppose I had done so to you!" They both thought that worthy of a good laugh.
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