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Pair of Stocks and the Perversity of Fathers Before thee, lonely It stood well back from the road which wound away down

the hill to the scattered cottages in the valley below

About this church was a burial ground, upon whose green reat square tower cast a protecting shadow

that was like a silent benediction A rural graveyard this, very far

removed froood

place to sleep in

A low stone as set about it, and in the as a gate with a

weather-beaten porch, and beside the gate were the stocks, and in

the stocks, with his hands in his pockets, and his back against the

wall, sat a young gentleht and polished, were

thrust helplessly enough through the leg-holes of the stocks, as

though offering themselves to the notice of every passer-by Tall he

was, and point-de-vice fro silver buckle in his hat band

Now observing the elegance of his clothes, and the ure, Barnabas at once recognized hientleman

par excellence, and immediately the memory of his own country-made

habiliments and clumsy boots arose and smote him The solitary