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There is no doubt he has a natural right to steady refusal to accompany him. Mrs. everything; and in many lands he would Cunliffe could not think of quitting Herford have the legal right. English law, however, whilst a storm was hanging over it which steps in, and says every man may do as might sweep away her own welfare in its he likes with his own, with certain restric- swift career. tions. He may indeed nit his successor

From the time that Justin had given up to a life interest only in his estate, and the living, it had been his practice to take entail it upon others. Dick's ancestors his friend's duty in his absence. As soon as might have done this; and his father could the office ceased to be compulsory it became not have disinhierited him.' But they each a pleasure to him. He had a sense of solemn left their successor free; and you have enjoyment in standing up among his own reaped the benefit. Still the natural right people, and leading their prayers, like the remains the same. What my father and princes of old, who were also the priests of forefathers gained ought to be mine, not their subjects. The villagers on their part, another man's. I considered old Herford's liked to look up occasionally to Master will unjust, and I did my utmost to get him Justin in the pulpit; though on the whole to alter it. You must take all these circum- they were inclined to be more critical of his stances into calm and fair consideration, sermons, than of their vicar's.

“ Master Justin."

Cunliffe's head has got only one thing inside Do you think me covetous?” asked it,” they were wont to say, “but Master Justin, with a half smile.

Justin's got fifty. We cannot look for as “No," answered his uncle, in a dubious much from him.” Justin knew quite well tone, “but you know the value of money. their estimate of his ministrations; but he You only reckon twenty shillings to the knew also they enjoyed them as much as he pound, while poor Dick counts five-and- did. He could not be jealous of his friend's twenty. Covetous ? Why, no! Not miserly superiority on his own ground. nor greedy. About as covetous, I suppose, There was a great concourse of curious as other men, who have a good, snug in- people the Sunday of Mr. Cunliffe's absence. come in their hands and are making a good What brought some of them there, they could use of it. You were always afraid of being not tell themselves. Mr. Watson had driven poor, when you were quite a little lad." over from Lowborough. Leah Dart had “ Was I?” he asked sorrowfully.

walked along the cliffs from Rillage; and “Well! You have the eyes of all the still more strange, Diana Lynn had come, country upon you," said Mr. Watson, and was seated beside Pansy in the Court “there's nothing else talked about at Low- pew. The crowded congregation filling every borough. I am satisfied you will deal liber- nook of the little church struck Justin with an ally with your brother, whether you love him unusual sense of awe. There was scarcely a or not. I always feel sorry for that elder strange face among them; but he felt as if brother in the parable, you know, who it would have been an easy task to face stayed at home, and was good to his father; strangers in the stead of these neighbours and when young scapegrace turned up and dependants, looking up at him with again, and all the house went mad over him, their keen and eager gaze. Their thoughts I don't wonder he was angry. It was all had been occupied on the same topic as his right for the father to be glad; but brothers own. They had been trying him, and sitting are different. I hope he made the best of in judgment upon him; though as yet their it however; and you will do the same, verdict was in suspense. It required a great Justin."

effort to steady his voice and read the old "As soon as I know what is best," answered familiar words. Justin.

An ever-growing gloom and heaviness of

spirit oppressed him. He feared that it CHAPTER XXVII.-IN HERFORD CHURCH,

must make itself heard in the tones of his Though the atmosphere of Herford was voice, and visible in the expression of his charged with electricity, and every one else face. He struggled to get the mastery was conscious of it, Mr. Cunliffe continued over himself, and he partly succeeded. But to breathe the calm air of devout abstraction. who was he, that he should seem thus to It had been settled that he should take a stand between God and man? Why should brief holiday after Justin's return from Lon his voice, rather than any other, be lifted up don, and he left home early the next week, in the solemn accents of prayer? All the surprised and disappointed at his wife's week he had been in conflict on the battle.

field of the world; walking by the world's village were crowded. There was much light, and reasoning by the world's wisdom. guessing going on, and a fine thrill almost There was many a man there better fitted to of terror. Could it be true, as Leah Dart lift

up his unfettered hands, in quiet trust, to had said, that Master Dick was going to law God.

to turn out his elder brother? And did Then there rushed through his mind the Master Justin feel somehow that he was in recollection that he had once filled this place, the wrong? Why could not they share and and quitted it, to go up, as he thought, to a share alike? If they went to law they would higher. He had ceased to be the vicar of lose all their money no doubt; and what Herford in order to become its master. would become of Herford then? It was The broad acres, with their promising out- quite clear, in any case, that something must lets into worldly prosperity, had seemed better be going to happen. to him, more worthy of his powers, than the The day was still warm and bright at charge of these poor peasant souls. It was seven o'clock, the hour for old Fosse's meettrue he had given to them a better pastor ing. There were more people than usual than he had been himself. Yet all the same, wending their way along the rocky pathway his own choice had been the owning of lands, on the lantern-hill, for they eagerly needed a and the possession of influence and reputa- centre for meeting, and old Fosse was sure tion, and the good things of this life. He of having some very clear opinions of his had deluded himself with the fancy that he own. Leah Dart had been spending the day was serving God. He had in fact been with her mother, who made her appearance serving Mammon.

with her, feeling that once a year it was inHow he got through the service, and the cumbent upon her to pay her duty to the sermon that followed it, he could not tell. Almighty, by listening to a few good words; All the faces below him blended into a con- and she preferred old Fosse's good words to fused mass, as he repeated mechanically the Mr. Cunliffe's more regular and more cultiwords that his eye fell upon. He felt glad vated ministrations. Mrs. Fosse locked up when it was over to take refuge in the vestry, her straying poultry, and went with her husand sit there in a blank stupor. The old band to the lighthouse. The ancient chapel sexton came in, when the congregation had was as full as it had ever been in the days dispersed, but he bade him go, and leave the when the most popular preaching friar had key in the church door. Pansy tapped at called his congregation together, by the tinkthe window, and his eyes were lifted to her ling of the bell in the low, square belfry. sweet face, looking in upon him through the Jeremy took up his post on the threshold, as dim panes; but he only shook his head at being the most convenient spot from which her invitation to walk up the cliff with her to address his hearers, and from which he and Diana. How quickly would he cut the commanded a view of the rocky pathway knot he could not untie, but for Diana and leading up to the lighthouse. Pansy! How joyfully would he go back to It was a little after seven in the evening his old despised post of vicar of Herford, when Justin left the church, and was seen by could he but blot out these last few years ! many inquisitive eyes to saunter down to the

The bells did not ring for afternoon ser- beach slowly and languidly. He turned vice; and the news ran from lip to lip that mechanically to the path up the Lantern-hill

. Master Justin was not well enough to do the It had been a favourite haunt of his since his vicar's duty again. Such a circumstance had early boyhood. The little tongue of rock never occurred before, and it seemed as stretching out into the water was ordinarily astonishing and portentous as an eclipse of quiet and deserted, and from the far end all the sun.

Moreover he was remaining alone view of the village was cut off, and there was in the vestry, with the door locked inside. nothing to be seen except cliff and sea. Mr. Cunliffe was known to indulge in long Justin had forgotten it was Sunday evening. spells of meditation and prayer inside the He was so absorbed in the conflict still church, with the key turned to prevent in- raging within him that he could not give a trusion. But Master Justin was altogether a thought either to the time or place.

He was different personage.

There must be some- going on, like a man deaf and blind, who is thing amiss.

led by some friendly hand which has grown A large number of strangers had come so familiar that he hardly feels its clasp. It again for the afternoon prayers; and there was here he had come the night old Herford was a good deal of visiting of neighbours in died, and he was coming again, half-unconconsequence. The early tea-tables of the sciously, to knit up the ravelled memories of

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the past. But as he came below the light- God! For it is easier for a camel to go house, he was startled out of his reverie by through a needle's eye, than for a rich man the sound of voices.

to enter into the kingdom of God!' Old Fosse's sunburnt face and silvery head “Jesus was very sorrowful when he saw stood out clearly against the grey and that! What do you s'pose he saw? The weather-stained stones of the ancient porch. poor widow that had only a mite, all the There was an expression of placid happiness livin' she had, and she put that into the upon his face. He saw Justin at the foot of treasury box? Or the blind beggars, poor the steep rocky staircase, and he beckoned men ! sittin' by the roadside beggin'? Or to him to come up with a gesture of welcome, that sick woman, which had suffered many though he did not pause in giving out the things of many physicians, and spent all she hymn that was about to be sung by the con- had, and was nothin' bettered, but rather gregation within. Justin could distinguish a grew worse? Or did he look into that bag crowd of men and women in comparative Judas took care of, which was so often darkness within the lighthouse, swaying to empty ? Or was He thinkin' of his own disand fro with the energy in which they put ciples, that had neither silver nor brass in their whole strength of voice into the singing. their purses? P'raps, if we'd been set to It was the c stom still in that remote coun- guess, we should have guessed any o’ these. try place for two lines, or half a verse, to be Or we might have guessed He was thinkin' read out aloud by the preacher and sung by how lonesome He was, and how far from the people, producing a quaint alternation of His Father and His Father's house. Jesus full-toned singing and quiet speech. Fosse was very sorrowful, but it was for none of was reading in rapturous tones as Justin these things. He had just seen a rich man! mounted the steps

“Ah! the dear Lord was thinkin' about • No foot of land do I possess;

A minute before He felt so No dwelling in the wilderness;

sorrowful, one o' them had come to Him, A poor, wayfaring man!”

very eager to learn how to win eternal life. Whilst these lines were being sung, with He was a young man, a ruler, with plenty of many an old-fashioned quaver, he offered power, and I dare say he ruled over his folks half his book to Justin, as he had often done quite well and justly; better than most men, when the master of Herford had been a boy, p'raps. There's not a word said against him before he had gone to college and taken by anybody. We know he wasn't too much orders. The memory of those days brought set up by bein' a ruler; for he comes runnin' a smile to his worn face, as he took his place to Jesus, and kneelin' down to Him in the beside old Fosse. The heart of the old way; ay! kneelin' in the sight of all th' fisherman glowed with delight. Master Jus- crowd, and on the dusty road, just like the tin was as dear to him as his own son could poor leper that once came to Jesus, beseechhave been, and he felt no embarrassment at in' Him, and kneelin' down to Him, and the idea of preaching before him. When sayin' unto Him, 'If thou wilt, thou canst Fosse was preaching, no thought of himself make me clean.' No, no; he didn't give could intrude. He spoke to his little con- himself airs, though he was a ruler and a gregation as he would have talked to each rich man. He knew Jesus could tell him man singly, if he had been sitting beside him how to win eternal life; and he was not too on the rude bench under the lighthouse grand to kneel down for such a blessin' as wall. Now as Justin sat just within the that. porch, old Fosse stood on the threshold, and “Ay! and Jesus beholdin' him, loved him. with his white head thrown back and his Loved him; think of that! Jesus loves us, every feature bright with inward gladness, he every one, thank God! but maybe there was prepared to address his uneducated audience. somethin' very special about this young man,

There had been a slight stir and commo- that made him very pleasant in the Lord's tion amongst the people at sight of Justin, eyes. We all know what it is to see some but it quickly subsided into decorous tran- kind, sweet face, like our Miss Pansy's, God quillity, and the pleasant, cheery tones of old bless her! and we love it all in a moment, Fosse alone broke the silence.

without stoppin' to think why. We know

Jesus loved His disciple John and chose him CHAPTER XXVIH.-OLD FOSSE'S SERMON.

to sit beside Him at supper, and let him rest AND when Jesus saw that, He was very his head upon His bosom. And he loved sorrowful, and said, How hardly shall they this young ruler. Poor rich young man ! that have riches enter into the kingdom of He might have had the Lord Jesus Christ

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