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Brown came and took the children to his hospital, and they are well to-day." "Yes," cried Bogarz, "and he would take nothing for it all, but I paid him all I could, and I will gladly pay him more." And so from one to another went the word. The friends of Klazowski, for he still had a following, were beaten into silence. Then rose more ominous murmurs.

Her life was bound up with the children of her lord, and for their sakes she toiled in the kitchen with a devotion that never flagged and never sought reward. The school, too, came back to Brown and in larger numbers than before. Through the autumn and early winter, by his drunkenness and greed, Klazowski had fallen deeper and deeper into the contempt of his parishioners.

Brown," he cried, "what sort of man is he? And what sort of man is this priest who has spoken to you? You, Simon Simbolik, when your child lay dead and you sought help of this Klazowski, what answer did he give you?" "He asked me for ten dollars," said Simon promptly, "and when I could not give it he cursed me from him. Yes," continued Simbolik, "and Mr.

"My son," said the priest to Kalman when the service was over, "I would be glad to confess you." "Thank you, Father," said Kalman. "I make my confession to God." "Ah, my son, you have been injured in your faith by dat bad priest Klazowski." "No, I think not," said Kalman.

"Eet will be to me a pleasant remembrance of your hospitalite," he said to Brown on the morning of the third day. "And to us of your stay, Father Garneau," replied Brown. "But you need not go to-day. You are not strong enough, and, besides, I have some work for you. There is a poor Galician woman with us here who cannot see the morning. She could not bear the priest Klazowski.

She had trouble with him, and I think you could comfort her." "Ah, dat Klazowski!" exclaimed Pere Garneau. "Eet ees not a good man. Many peep' tell me of dat man. He will be no more priest, for certainly. I would see dis woman, poor soul!" "To-night Kalman will be here," said Brown, "and he will interpret for you." "Ah, he ees a fine young man, Kalman. He mak' troub' for dat priest, ees eet not?"

"I would not have Klazowski in my house with my family," cried one, "a single day. It would not be safe. I need say no more." Others were found with similar distrust of Klazowski's morals. Klazowski was furious, and sought with loud denunciations and curses to quell the storm of indignation that had been roused against him. Then Kalman executed a flank movement.

On a Sunday afternoon, as the winter was nearing an end, Klazowski, under the influence of a too complete devotion to the beer barrel that stood in his host's kitchen, spent an hour in a furious denunciation of the opponents of his holy religion, and especially of the heretic Brown and all his works, threatening with excommunication those who in any degree would dare after this date to countenance him.

Let us appoint a committee to find out how much money has been paid and where it is." With enthusiasm Kalman's suggestion was carried into effect. A committee was appointed and instructed to secure the information with all speed. Next day Klazowski was not to be found in the colony.

In the expressive words of old Portnoff, who, it is to be feared, had little religion in his soul, was summed up the general opinion: "Dat Klazowski bad man. He drink, drink all time, take money, money for everyting. He damn school, send doctor man hell fire," the meaning of which was abundantly obvious to both Brown and his wife.