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Show A GRACEFUL COMPLIMENT. It is a good sign of the times and speaks 'well for the religious tolerance of the present day when a bishop of the Episcopal church publicly commends com-mends the Roman Catholic church's attitude toward to-ward the divorce question. Episcopal bishops as a rule are extremely conservative men. They attend strictly to their own affairs. They seldom join with the clergy of other denominations in public movements. move-ments. They usually go it alone. This is true of the Episcopal church -itself.. And when a prelate of this Protestant church voluntarily gives full credit to the Roman Catholics for the great work they have .done against the divorce evil, it is indeed a compliment. Here is what Bishop Burgess of the Episcopal diocese of Long Island said the other night in addressing the Church club: "The Roman Catholic church has stood like a bulwark against divorce. It has stood for the inviolability of the marriage tie and the unity of the home.1. Because of that it is in the world today one of the greatest forces for progress and for Christianity. Our prayer book says one thing, and that thing is all right; but our canons tell quite a different story. The great work of the Protestant Episcopal church is to harmonize har-monize prayer books and canons. When our canons declare that communicants in our faith once married mar-ried are married for life, then the Protestant Episcopal Epis-copal church will have done what it ought to do for the cause of civilization and the cause of Christ. All of which means that these two powerful religious re-ligious bodies will line up shoulder to shoulder in the great fight to-be made against that arch enemy of the unity of the home divorce. h is GABRIEL ANoydof I Reconstruction TOLLIVER By Joel Chandler Harris I P (Copyright. 1902, by Joel Chandler Harris.) j, b I 5 thuuiAvruvruu inxuxnjvuuinjtnuwiij (CHAPTER XV. Continued.) "I shall look after her welfare, never fear," said the' lady. "But suppose they should take a notion no-tion to marry, what would you do to stop "cm?" "Oh, well, that Is a question for the future," replied the lady, serenely. Her composure, her Indifference, caused Silas to writhe and squirm In his chair, and she, seeing the torture she was inflicting, appeared to be very well content. "I didn't come to argue." said Silas presently. "I came for Information; I want to know what you intend to do. I'm getting my deserts, I reckon. What I sowed that I'm reaping::" "Ah!" the lady exclaimed softly, and with an air of satisfaction. "Do you really feel so?" She leaned forward a little, and there was that In her eyes that denoted something else besides satisfaction; sat-isfaction; compassion shone there. "Do you really feel that I would be Justified if I confirmed the suspicions you have expressed?" "So far as I am concerned, you'd be doing Just right." said Silas bluntly. "But what about Paul?" "Well, what about Paul?" Mrs. Claiborne Clai-borne asked.' . "Well, for one thing, he's never dons you any harm. And there's another thing," said Silas, rising from his seat: "I'd be willing to have my body pulled to pieces inch by inch, and my bones broken piece by piece, to save that boy one single pang." He stood towering over the lady. For once he had been taken clean out of himself, and he eeemed to be transfigured. transfig-ured. Mrs. Claiborne rose also. Certainly Cer-tainly this was not the mean and shabby shab-by figure she had found in the parlor when she first came In. She sighed as she. turned her eyes away. "Do you remember what I told you on the occasion of your- first visit?" she Inquired very seriously. "You were both rude and disagreeable, but I said that Td not trouble you again so long as you left me alone." Well, haven't I left you alone, asked Silas. "What do you call this?" "That's a fact." said Silas, after a pause. "But I just couldn't help myself. my-self. Honestly, I'm sorry I came. I'm no match for you. I must bid you good night ,1 hardly know what's come ruxrinjxanjuxrinijiruxr over me. If I've worried you, I'm truly sorry." "One of these days," she said very kindly, as she accompanied him to the door, "I'll send for you. At the proper time I'll give you some interesting , news." CHAPTER XVI. Hhody Has Something to Say. When Rhody," Silas Tomlln's cook and housekeeper, discovered that Paul had left the house In a fit of anger, she knew at once that something unusual had occurred, and her indignation against Silas Tomlin rose high. So, without taking time to serve Silas' supper, she went In search of Paul. She went to the store where he was the chief clerk, but the doors were closed; she went to the tavern, but he was not to be seen; and she walked along the principal streets, where sometimes the young men strolled after af-ter tea. There she met a negro woman who suggested that he might be at the Gaither place. "Humph!" snorted Rhody, "how come dat ain't eross my mind? But ef he's dar dls night, ef he run ter dat gal when he In trouble, I better be layin' off ter cook some weddln doln's." There wasn't a backyard In the town that Rhody didn't know as well as she knew her own, and she stood on no ceremony In entering any of them. She went to the Gaither place, and. stalked Into the kitchen as though It belonged to her. At the moment there was no one In sight but Mandy, the house-girl, a bright and good-looking mulatto. . J "Why. howdy. Miss Rhody!" she exclaimed, ex-claimed, In a voice that sounded like a flute. "What wind blowed you In here?" "Put down dem dishes an wipe yo' nan's," said Rhody, by way of reply., The girl silently compiled, expressing no surprise and betraying no curiosity. Now. den. go in de house, an ax ef Paul Tomlin is in dar," commanded Rhody. "Ef he is des tell 'lm dat Mammy Rhody want ter see 'lm." She went on In the house and Rhody followed close at her heels. 1 - (Continued tomorrow.) |