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His face was indeed lined and worn, and dark circles here under his eyes. But at Mrs. Constable's "Here's Mr. Hodder, dear," he came forward briskly to welcome the clergyman. "How do you do?" he said cordially. "We don't see you very often." "I have been telling Mr. Hodder that modern rectors of big parishes have far too many duties," said his wife.
You and your father differed as to the propriety of our marriage; to you, as a true woman, your course was plain. This is the height and depth of your monstrous sin." The conversation was here interrupted by the announcement that a gentleman waited to see Mr. Faxon. The good clergyman had a habit of promptness in answering all calls upon him.
"Can you mean the person whom" "Whom I saw so ruthlessly slaughtered," said the clergyman "My ancient college friend Joseph Albany." "Master Holdenough, your cloth and your character alike must prevent your jesting on such a subject as this." "Jesting!" answered Holdenough; "I would as soon jest on my death-bed as soon jest upon the Bible."
"My dear friend," cried the clergyman, "you must not dream of a divorce. I implore you to abandon such an idea. Consider the disgrace, the impiety! The publicity would kill my father." Conolly shook his head. "There is no such thing as divorce known to the Church. 'What God hath joined together, let no man put asunder." "She had no right to bolt," said Marmaduke. "Thats certain."
He dropped his handkerchief on the clerk's head. Harry started back as that handkerchief dropped. The clergyman had been talking for more than twenty minutes. Harry could have heard him for an hour more, and thought he had not been five minutes in the pulpit. The gentlefolks in the great pew were very much enlivened by the discourse.
If that was all the clergyman in question had to say for the Association, they must rather regret they ever "organized" him, and might well pray to be saved from their friends; but I heard it whispered presumably by a spirit voice that there had been a passage at arms between the lady secretary and the clergyman in question, and that Miss but no, I must not mention names the fair official punished the delinquent that most awful penalty silence.
He grew very red, coughed, and blew his nose violently, his eyes meantime returning repeatedly to Robert's flushed and frightened face with an expression utterly unfathomable. It was almost as though he were trying to signal "Amen!" declared the whole school with infinite relief and satisfaction. The clergyman sighed deeply and raised himself painfully from his knees. "Hymn number 503."
"The Sloth, in its wild state, spends its life in trees, and never leaves them but from force or accident. The eagle to the sky, the mole to the ground, the sloth to the tree; but what is most extraordinary, he lives not upon the branches, but under them. He moves suspended, rests suspended, sleeps suspended, and passes his life in suspense like a young clergyman distantly related to a bishop.
Apparently, the first stir of any importance was produced by the scandal of the punishment of Thomas Emlyn, the Irish clergyman who has been previously referred to.
I requested the clergyman to sit down, and, as soon as he did so, the storm began to subside. A man rose in the midst of the audience and mounted a bench. Loud cries and applause greeted him. I could distinguish the name on a hundred lips, "Kelker! Kelker!"
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