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So we got warmed up at our own hearth, and were ready in due season for the large and fine dinner-party at Archdeacon Farrar's, where, among other guests, were Mrs. Phelps, our Minister's wife, who is a great favorite alike with Americans and English, Sir John Millais, Mr. Tyndall, and other interesting people. I am sorry that we could not have visited Newstead Abbey. I had a letter from Mr.
Farrar's nod in itself was a repulsion, and once you had seen it you mentally scored him from the list of your possible friends. Besides this freezing exterior he possessed a cutting and cynical tongue, and had but little confidence in the human race.
He was good-natured, plucky in a hard-headed British way, and gentlemanly. In all this there was nothing exceptional nothing to take note of and Vellacott only remembered the limpness of Frederick Farrar's grasp. He thought of this too persistently and magnified it. And this being the only mental note made, was rather hard on the young squire of St. Mary Eastern.
After tea Stella put a book down beside him, and said shyly: "Have you read that, Frank?" It was Farrar's "Life of Christ." Ashurst smiled. Her anxiety about his beliefs seemed to him comic, but touching. Infectious too, perhaps, for he began to have an itch to justify himself, if not to convert her.
He waved his hand invitingly toward the bicycle. "You can go!" he said. To Miss Farrar's indignation Lathrop, instead of accepting his freedom, remained motionless. "I can't!" he said. "I'm on post. My captain ordered me to stay in front of this house until I was relieved." Miss Farrar, amazed at such duplicity, exclaimed aloud: "He is NOT on post!" she protested. "He's a scout!
And he gained at least a few warm-friends, among whom I deem it an honor to be mentioned. Farrar's contempt for consequences finally brought him an unsought-for reputation. Admiration for him was born the day he pushed O'Meara out of his office and down a flight of stairs because he had undertaken to suggest that which should be done with the timber in Jackson County.
I was indebted to Farrar for Mr. Cooke's acquaintance, and this obligation I have since in vain endeavored to repay. Farrar's profession was forestry: a graduate of an eastern college, he had gone abroad to study, and had roughed it with the skilled woodsmen of the Black Forest. Mr.
But only one American friend of Lieutenant Farrar's, who has let out the secret to the writer, knows that the binding truth of human brotherhood was first born into him when, on Katahdin's side, he helped to bury a thieving half-Indian. "Now, you musn't be moping, boys, because of this day's work that you took a hand in, and that wasn't in your play-bill when you come to these woods.
If there had been occasion, Mr. Spurgeon could have led them for any sacrifice to what they believed to be right. I felt the power of that suppressed feeling I would not say fanaticism, but intense conscientiousness which occasionally in elections greatly surprises English politicians. Canon Farrar's sermon easily takes its place among the selected books of the library.
If you don't mind," he added, "I think I'll accept your invitation and come inside. I've had nothing to eat in four days." Miss Farrar's eyes flashed indignantly. "You're not coming inside," she declared; "but if you'll only promise to go away at once, I'll bring you everything in the house."
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