and explained, while his senior listened with a sternly impassive face.
“Who’s that nice-looking old gentleman in the white beard?” asked Miss Adams, who had been the first to rally from the bitter disappointment.
“That is their leader now,” Cochrane answered.
“You don’t say that he takes command over that other one?”
“Yes, lady,” said the dragoman; “he is now the head of all.”
“Well, that’s good for us. He puts me in mind of Elder Mathews who was at the Presbyterian Church in Minister Scott’s time. Anyhow, I had rather be in his power than in the hands of that black-haired one with the flint eyes. Sadie, dear, you feel better now its cooler, don’t you?”
“Yes, auntie; don’t you fret about me. How are you yourself?”
“Well, I’m stronger in faith than I was. I set you a poor example, Sadie, for I was clean crazed at first at the suddenness of it all, and at thinking of what your mother, who trusted you to me, would think about it. My land, there’ll be some
