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Dr. Lavendar's People

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 1259    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

welcome lingered persisten

he said to himself; and a littl

poetical thought," he said, with a sense of regret that it probably could not be utilized in a sermon. But when he entered the study he banis

e salary which Mr. Brown was prepared to offer; but acceptance was another matter. To leave his high calling for mere business! A business, too, which would involve exact hours and steady application;-Compared with that, and with the crude, smart bustle of the Western city, the frugal leisure of his placid days in Mercer assumed in his mind the sanctity of withdrawal from the world, and his occasional preaching took on the glow of missionary zeal. "No," said Mr. Spangler, "mercenary considerations do not move me a hair's-breadth." Mr. Spangler did not call his tranquil life in Mercer, his comfortable old house, his good co

Dr. Lavendar called upon his female parishioners. Would twice in a fortnight be liable to be misunderstood? Mr. Spangler was terribly afraid of being misunderstood. Then he had a flash of inspiration

could not hear the mental arithmetic, it was impossible not to institute comparisons. Indeed, some hearts were (for the moment) untrue to Mr. David. When Miss Ellen called on us to speak our pieces, we were so excited and breathless that, for my part, I could not remember the first line of "Bingen on the Rhine," and had to look quickly into the Fourth Reader; but before I could begin, Lydia Wright started in with "Excelsior," and she got all the praise; though I'm sure I-well, never mind! But Dr. Lavendar wouldn't have praised one girl so that all the others wanted to scratch her! All that first half, the pupils, bending over their copy-books, writing, "Court

e in a dream. Her brother, however, did not seem to notice her a

a, "I need a new hat. One with a blu

color," said Mi

e her affliction made it improper, sh

Ellen sai

that my coat is somewhat shabby? You bought it,

Miss El

Not that I am a creature of fashion, but

Ellen protested. "On Sunday I often t

. "You are pa

of her reveries. "Only yesterday I heard s

sai

d," Ellen

," he entreated; "t

se opinion you care

I care, because it isn't true, and was only said to please you. Pe

said Mi

as it-Mr

ody very important in Old C

aid Mr.

eans so much, you know,"

was

o need a coat, dear brother. I'm afrai

d made n

s look well, in my eyes: but it plea

you, I'll dress up," sa

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