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"The Reverend Paul Stoddard, sir"

The chaplain of St Agatha's was a big fellow, as I

had remarked on the occasion of his intervieith

Olivia Gladys Arht brown

hair was close-cut; his sht

with the freshness of youth Here was a sturdy young

apostle without frills, but with a vigorous grip that left

His voice was deep and musical,-a

voice that suggested sincerity and inspired confidence

"I'hborly, Mr Glenarm

I was called away from home a few days after I heard

of your arrival, and I have just got back I blew in

yesterday with the snow-storm"

He folded his arms easily and looked at h politely interested in what

reat day out of it," I

said "An Indiana snow-stor I have

never experienced before"

"This is my second winter I caht I'd rather do

it alone than in a university"

"Studious habits are rather forced on one out here,