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Title: Christian herald
Year: 1918 (1910s)
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Contributing Library: Christian Herald Association
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carriedit over to Inez, saying, Great fellow,isnt he? Hell make the trustees situp. You can begin on that. See howneat a job you can do, Inez. The girl did not answer as her father went back to his desk at the other sideof the shop. From where she sat shecould see the minister as he crossedthe street, and she watched him as hereached the other side and started togo down the walk. THEN a little thing happened, asmall event in any human life;but as the girl watched it from whereshe sat it burned into her memory likesomething eternal, and her heart beat tlie sidewalk and broke. The dog atonce turned its attention to the spilledmilk. Chase was between the childand Inez, but his action filled in thedetails of the little drama, for the nextmoment the minister and the child dis-appeared into the milk depot and aminute later came out, Chase with anew bottle of milk and the child walk-ing by his side holding his hand as ifshe had known him always, and theminister laughing and evidently carry-
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Howard Chase had not turned the corner before he had learned the name and residence of his new acquaintance. Did you say Wilson? Yes, sir, Lida Wilson. And I live next door to Deacon Burton. Miss Wilson, with your permissionI will see you safe home with this milk.Are you willing? Yes, sir. I know you. You are thenew Congregestional minister, arentyou? We are Methodists. I wont let that preju-dice me, Miss Wilson. Ithink just as much of youas if you were a Congre-gestionalist. The child looked up athim with the deep gravityof six years of experience. My mother wont likeit to have me break thebottle. I broke one lastweek. Ill tell her how thedog frightened you. Reallywe should have broughtthe dog along to showher. My mistake. Butthe milk wasnt wasted.Really, that dog was wait-ing for you, I believe. Itwas his only show to gel abreakfast, and I dont be-lieve he had a cent in hispocket. Mother will pay voufor the bottle, Mr* -Mr. Mr. Chase is myname. I should have in-troduced myself befor

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