IT HAD been a most successful dona
tion party, every one agreed. Th«
pastor himself was heard to say
that he had seldom Been so many
of his people together, and -the
jastor-B wife clasped hands that day
witn some parishioners who had never
been In her house before.
'lie village merchants dropped in for
a few moment* at supper time, while
tlier« was a lull In the business of the*
a-y. end even the busy doctor, after
making: m professional call next door
BMtS *?r? r a , cordlal handshake with the
Pastor, leaving in the latter's hand a
receipted bill for all indebtedness. The
t« th * yCS hEd filled at thls - and a*
*? a v. doctor he hurried to
nnd his wife and share the surprise
V* cr * but a tnouehtful sister who
had observed the scene reached her
nrst. and the little pleasure of telling
her was denied him.
Late In the afternoon Miss* Black.
representative of the most wealthy
family In the parish, had swept through
the parlor, pausing long enough to
superintend the hanging of a fine en
graving she had brought.
It was soon after Miss Black's de
parture that a fine seal pocketbook
was first noticed among the gifts
spread out In the study. No one knew
just who put it there. More than one
lingered it curiously, and one or two
surreptitiously opened it, to see If there
was anything inside. And the pastor
smiled a little as he heard it whis
pered frola one to another that the
pocketbook was empty.
It was late before the weary hostess
heard the gate click after the last
guest, and later yet before she could
nnd time to examine the gifts. For
cross, sleepy little ones must be put
to bed and the confusion that reigned
in their home be reduced to some such
order as would permit breakfasting
there to-morrow — oonr — no — it was to
day. She noticed as she passed through
the kitchen that little cooked food re
mained from supper. Not only had a
multitude been fed, but more than one
mother had carried home a few pieces
of cake to' Tommy or Jane, who had
been unable to attend. But there were
uncooked provisions in abundance; the
shed was filled with fuel, and the
stable with hay and grain for the pas
tor's horse, while the study was tilled
with goods of every description — vases,
tidies, splashers, among which the pas
tor was hopelessly groping.
"You will be able to appreciate these
things better chan I, my dear," he said.
\u25a0 Some of them look very pretty, but 1
dou"t know their uses."
Mrs. Tyler sighed as she danced
around. "There's a good deal here I
haven't any use for," she said. "But I
oughtn't to say it, Ezra, for they have
been £e:;crous; that new easy chair and
the- bma and picture, not to mention all
the provisions and dear Dr. Holmes' bill
thai has worried me so. Only— there
wasn't any .money at all. was there,
"1 think nut, Martha."^
"You do so need a new overcoat, and I
was hoping it woula come to-day or the
money to buy it."
"Never mind, my dear;"don't let us de
preciate the gifts we have by sighing for
those that failed to come. I can do with
out a coat very w-ill. My old one Is quite
whole."
"But so shabby, Ezra. And I'm sure
sume of the people feel it a discredit to
ihe church for you to wear it."
"Well, Martha." if it's essential to the
welfare of the church for me to have a
new overcoat, the Lord can provide It.
Ar.d in any case the people can't complain
that their pastor carries a shabby pocket
book. Just see this. Martha."
"What good is a pocket-book with noth
ing to put in ttT' grumbled the tired
wife, owning it listlessly. But in a mo
ment her manner changed. For acci
dentally slipping her fingers into one of
the pockets, she felt a paper, and drew
forth a crisp new bill— a twenty-dollar
hi U- •"«>
For a moment they looked at each other
in delighted surprise. Then the same
question sprang to the lips of both: Who
could have done it? "You don't think it
could have been Maria, do you?" he asked
wistfully.
But Mrs. Tyler settled the question with
a prompt negative. It wasn't likely that
his sister had sent it after nesrlecting
him so many years. It was much more
likely to have been Miss Black or some
<jf their people. "Though I don't know
who there Is in this parish," she said,
"who would do so generous a thing and
keep It secret."
Mr. Tyler had several matters to at
tend to in the city. There were errands
for several parishioners, and he desir
t-d to spend some hours in the public
library, and carry out a long-cherished
plan of visiting one of the city mis
sions. But he obeyed his wife's In
structions and went first to the cloth
iers', coming out in a new stylishly
ir.ade coat, with no sense of the change
cave that he was more comfortable.
He carried the old coat in a bundle,
which he forgot and left in the next
place he entered. The errands finished,
the mission came next, then the library,
lie was nurrying through the winter
Twilight to the station with a vague
fear that he had read too long and
might miss his train, when a hand on
his shoulder stopped him, and he turned
!n wonder, to confront a blue-coated
policeman.
"Excuse me, ESr," eaid the bewildered
minister, "but I really cannot be de
layed. 1 fear I have already missed my
train."
"Well, I reckon you have, my
friend." replied the officer grimly. "But
the city'll be pleased to give you free
entertainment, so don't let that trouble
you. The best thing you can do is to
come along quietly."
"Ztut, really. sic. you arc laboring un
der a misapprehension; you can have
iu> business with me."
"Can't 1? Well, 1 know a man that
has. then. Juit come along an<l ycu'll
liiid out, my I rofessional friend. I've
se*.!l your kind before. You do the
couutry p«±rso:i act fairly, but it's a
litut overao..«." \
Tliey nad reached the police station
before Mr. Tyler could be made to
understand th.it he was under arrest-
Even then he believed he had only been
rrjistaken for another man, and protest
ed over and over that it was all a mis
take and he should lose his tram. Tae
appalling truth was made plain to him
at la.st. It was he, and none other, who
was wanted — the man who had bought
an overcoat of Claus & Clothier that
morning and paid for it with a twenty
doliar bill— charged with passing ''coun
terfeit money. ; >.\u25ba :
Over and over he protested his inno
cence and tried to explain how the bill
came to him. IT* was only greeted with
incredulous srriles and advised to say
J.'thlng until he had time for reflection.
liiis dazed mind grasped only the mere
outlines of the situation. He, Ezra Tyler,
pastor of the Gimfield Congregational
Church, %vas under arrest. He tried to rc
tntmber how the newspaper items read in
such cases, and the first definite thought
that struggled through his brain was of
the publicity that would be given his case.
Me almost smiled a* iie wondered how
his church would take It— the church that
had been unable to bear their pastor's
shabby coat. For a moment he thought
of giving an assumed name.- Then his
real Identity would not be learned in time
for publication to-morrow, and before an
other day they would see the mistake and
let him go. John Jones would do as well
as any name. Dr. John Jones would con
vey more dignity. But when a few mo
ments later he was called to give his
name his truth-loving nature rebelled
against the falsehood and in a clear voice
he answered, "Ezra Tyler." going on,
without further questioning, to explain
that he was pastor of the Glmfleld Con
gregational Church. He heard the charge
against him and for the first time began
to realize the fact that the bill— that pre
cious twenty-dollar bill— was valueless.
There could be no doubt of it, they told
him. An officer more kind-hearted than
the one who had arrested him explained
It all and assured him there would be no
trouble If he was really innocent and
could prove where he got the bill. /
He had a confused sense of many peo
ple around,, most of them looking miser
able and unfortunate.. One woman, carry-
Ing a baby, .staggered as she tried to
cross the room. She was ill beyond ques
tion. He wondered why they didn't do
something for her. and felt relieved" when
a pleasant-faced matron approached and
coaxed the baby to her arms. How piti
fully the thin little arms contrasted with
the rosy baby at home. In one corner
sat a ragged man of middle age, from
whose stolid . face crime had banished
every trace of better nature. Opposite
him was a well-dressed young fellow, his
face buried in his hands. The minister's
heart throbbed with pain as he looked at
them and wondered how long since the
one was like the other and what depths
of degradation lay between. He wished
he were near enough to lay his hand on
the bowed* curly head— not much older
than the little heads at home. His own
trouble passed from his mind. What
mattered it so lone: as he was Innocent?
Ana an emotion akin to the divine love
and pity moved him as he grazed on these
feliow prisoners r who perhaps were guilty.
Life must have been so, hard for them—
temptations so strong and wills so weak.
He found himself after a little con
ducted to a cell with two others—strange
ly enough the two on whom his attention
had b*en fixed. The attendant— Mr. Tyler
had no idea what his exact title mljrht
be— jocosely remarked that he hoped they
THE MAN WHO KNEW TOO MUCH
[ +yt jr R. NAGIT was one of the most
| | V/j competent men in the advis
| ( V I ing business. He was-fully
\u25ba V I supplied jylth excellent sug
! •** gestlons for the conduct of
(anything: In general and if he could
[have had his way all human error
[would have been eliminated from the
| race of the earth. His ideas on the po
litical situation were flawless, at least,
•he said they were, and he had all the
industrial troubles that have afflicted
mankind since the invention -of the
common, or garden gentlemen's,', agree
ment settled out of hand before the
other, people had awakened to the -fact
that there was anything wrong. The
only fault to be found with Mr. Nagit's
panacea " was that he could never get
any one to try it. Day after day he
pat around with his feet on his desk
and assured the rest of the population
that if they would only leave it to him
it would be all right.
In politics, too, Mr.- Nagit was pre
pared to solve the problems as fast as
any one could put them . up to . . him.
-The great thing : abouk - Mr. Nagit's
ability was Its übiquity. He was the
didn't mind crowding; they were unusu
ally full to-night.
To .Mr. Tyler's relief his elder com
panion dropped upon the floor in a.half
drunken sleep. The boy, as if anxious to
repel all advances, had retired -to the op
posite corner and' resumed. his attitude of
deep dejtfction. The minister watched
him thoughtfully \ for a long time. At
last he drew nearer and touched the boy's
arm gently.- A haggard; miserable face
was raised to his — oh. so young.
"What do you want?" was the impa
tient Question. •
"My boy," Mr. Tyler, said gently, "tell
me how it happened." The boy shrank
away and ungraciously demanded to
be left alone. . Then? some gentler im
pulse seizing him, he muttered a half
apology and, as if to j atone for his
ludeness, added- a few words of ex
planation. Then slowly the longing
for sympathy /overcame him and he
poured forth a story of overindulgence,
dissipation and debt, a - pressing need
for money, and— the ; use.' of : funds. not
his own. Before.' him -now was cer
tain disgrace, perhaps years of prisoru
A Fable for the Foolish-By Nicholas Hemo
real inventor of wireless telegraphy; -
at least, he had had a dream one night
in the cold winter of 1881 that looked
like a Marconigram. He even declared \
that he could remember , having heard :
of the places mentioned in the war*
dispatches from the Far East before
the Japanese "knocked all the vowels
out of them with shrapnel.'""
While Mr. Naglt was prepared to , ac
commodate any "one; with advice as s to
the proper: way. of ; managing; his busi- "
ness,* he was : particularly -strong, on
suggestions to his wife,as to .the man
ner in which she 'should conduct the \u25a0
affairs of the household. \u25a0 It is a pe
culiar fact that a man ;no sooner .de- ,
velops this habit of indiscriminate ad- ,
vice than he immediately" turns his at- 7
tention to* his long Tsufferlng wife /and
begins to tell . her what ; sho'
know. about her departmcntT: /Thistpar-^
ticular specimen of \u25a0 the genus - homo .
turned on -his advice / as : soon as .ho ;
hove in sight - of ; the; family/: fireside ) in ~\
the evening and frbnV: that. time tilljhis;
departure for the , cracker-box Uhe
next morning: there. was'a" steady; driz-"'
zle of happy :, thoughts bearing -'on the
superintendency of the; cuisine and! re-/
THE3SANjWRANCISGOaSUNDAYe;GALL.
A
TWENTY
DOLLAR
BILL
HARRIET A NASH
The ministrrs.».:t silent, in his coun
try parish ho had ~ never met a case
like this. He could recall nothing in
his theological training that fitted it.
According to his best knowledge and
belief he should speak words of con
demnation and warning. But the pity
swelling .in his ,; heart choked them
back. And- when he opened his lip 3
at last there came from them ; only
words ; of:, sympathy.' He v seemed :pos
sessed by some " power beyond himself
—that .tender, all-absorbing love for
the guilty;, ones? of earth, for" whom
too often: he had s telt only contempt.
He struggied^with himself, in' vain.: 'His
brain • told ; him • he , should have/ ex
horted the' young, man/to, repentance
before it ' was too late/ 1 % \u25a0'-\u25a0: His heart
would let him speak-only, of a heaven
ly Father's love.: "When -he " J 'ceased
speaking Alie room; was - very -still.
Eventhe~heavy breathing'in! the other
corner had ceased. , -; ; ' .
Presently the boy raised> his* head
with a defiant 'gesture. "See here,"; he
said,! and*slipped a/little vial, into; the
minister's hand. "I 'didn't mean to go
to prison. ,If ; it .came 'to \u25a0; that there
was stuff enough in that' bottle, to have
taken care of me. .If they'd put me
alone / in./ aY cell I should have swal
lowed it ; before >. now. I "haven't, any
friends! left. My relatives ' will , all 4-re
fuse , to speak to me after this, \u25a0 and I
didn't- suppose \u0084there..was - any.." one in
heaven or' on .earth .'that cared.' But I
believe'you.' I : never.- heard :it: put that
way before. And I'm "going 1 to stand
my trial and whatever comes j' after it
because' of '.what -you .say.'.' i ; ''\u25a0\u25a0',' ..."
lated matters.:: -Although \u0084; he; would
have had trouble in distinguishing
plain calico "from"; a superior grade of',
organdie , he knew just: how' his wife's
dresses should be - : made, and what steps
should, be taken to produce a result
that would make a Parisian ;costumer
look like a milliner from Hackensack.-.
Thenjj he knew just how ' everything
should be cooked. 'At: any rate^'he-
could put' up: a bluff to the extent' of
criticising .'dinner Veveiy night/- This
doesn't ;requlre any.: great; amount -i ( "of ':.
expert ; knowledge, Jju t f e w r men* insist '
oft exercising' this'! 'recognized [^privilege ..
.of", the masculine sex moreVthan three '
times a week. Mr. .Nagit, however,"
was; as regular- as •' the /dinner.- bell..;'", Tt.'.
is- doubtful, if the-, could, have- boiled'
water .without ', burning it, arid it \u0084\- is \u25a0
certain ' that .any beefsteak ;• subjected ,
to his tender ministrations would'* have-',
come f out of the, encounter looking : like *
a Pompeilani relic ; 2ooo /years 'after! ; but >
a'\u25a0 mere > detail . like that ; didn't * even ; Jar :»
him. ,* \- • ' \u25a0"\u25a0' \u25a0' '\u25a0 ', t — \u25a0
. The most Inspiring, moment tortdr. Na
git": was -; when '.? he V. could ; snatch r a{ f#wl
• minutes i from *< his ~ contemplation? of 7, the ?
great industrial ; and political problems ; of :
:.*, - v.,..;.'v'^.,-..;v/- .. \u25a0- **-.s - ..- .\u25a0-.\u25a0 \u25a0- - -\u25a0
The two clasped hands warmly.; And
as they did ' so the ragged criminal In
the corner staggered to his feet and
stood before them. Had they but
known it, it wa"s years since -. he had
stood so erect. -'."Squire," he said, "the
youngster's right. If somebody'd said,
to me twenty years ago what you've
just'said to him'l might have been a
man .-t o-day* in place of what I be. Oh,
go on: don't I talk any foolishness. It's
to late to work any such racket on
me. Well, pray for me if you want to;
'twon'tdo no hurt maybe, though I* can'
tell ; you 'tw'on't do no good.-' I tell; you
I don't want ;to 'be any better. I
wouldn't change if I could. But in the
name of the boy I was twenty .years
ago I want to, thank you for givin' this
young feller a lift." ' = :. .
He staggered back to his corner, as
if ashamed of: the momentary interest
he had- shown, and the ;brief intelli
gence died- out' of the' hardened face. |
The boy, worn out with deep emo
tion; ;- dropped -upon.' the hard cot and
slept.^The, minister, sat through the
long -night 1 wrapped in meditation. It
was not until -the first gray streaks of
dawn stole '.through ' the -grated door
\u25a0 that 4 he roused' to a remembrance, that
he .was a- prisoner, '.charged with . crime.
' Early "that -morning,: In one of the
sumptuous; homes of the city, a woman
past middle age was" partaking of a sol
itary^ breakfast, ' glancing, over the
morning paper ;at the same time. : For
\u25a0Mrs. -Marsh' was/a.- business.;, woman and
watched the * markets closely. Running
her eyes slowly. ! down the ;• news col- :
umns, '\u25a0\u25a0\u25a0 she .suddenly .started so violent
ly- as 'to overturn ~,the: coffee urn,'--' and"
regardless' of the amber; liquid . soaking
into the snowy cloth and dripping upon;
theVnig.Vshe sat motionless, her ' eyes?
riveted , upon these words: : ; .
• "A suspicious looking:, character pur
; chased a coat of Claus & Clothier yes-,
terday .morning' paying^ for. it with 'a
twenty.-dollar2bill which proved to be a
clever jV counterfeit.^ The •? swindler,'?- who
was arrested-' as he}, was about'! to take j
the evening train for-New York, claims
the day. 1 and tell his wife 'what an easy
life she could lead. if she would only.sys
temize -her '\u25a0'. work, as he .did. He: would
point out to '< the poor -woman that all she
hadTto do in : the morning^was i. to," get: up
and. conduct an exploration into the>kitch
en \ with ; a- view"* to 'discovering .whether
the cook had recovered from her evening
out. -If Uhat: personage' was not on deck
iit was: a very' simple ; matter Jto turn ; In
and. broil .a chop, and compound a} little
:i>reakfast~ food and : see ; that:' the .coffee
didn't , boil ' over and: set the table and : cal l
him*" and } do ;'a few ' llttleVodd jjobsr- like
carrying up a couple , of hods op coal •; and
bringing: in 'Z a : pail; of w-ater, /etc. ~ This
was -nothing., compared', with/ the - things
that'.he 1 thought about doing every morn-"
ing of his IlfctV- -1 ;
} After, she had performed these" few duties
and had;pushed hinr out'of^the house she
had. the- rest . of the; day rail -to herself {for
the improvement . of her, mind and the cul
tiyationToffher^betterjnatufe.'^ Mrs.? Nag
it's better .^nature' required ) aya v whole I lot] of
cultivation itol help \ her! ke«p; her grip r on
some f of ' the \ words '. that she I bit *in * two
every^ day, >but ; i of i. course, f: her ' alleged
better^ half; didn't i know; anything * about
that RTo . be sure}* she had r a;f ew, little' odd
Jobs to do ;" about ' the ? house,* but nothing
to be the pastor of a church in Gimfield.
and gave the name :- of Ezra Tyler,
-which is believed to be assumed."
a Mrs. Marsh rang the bell for a, maid to
repair damages, and, paper in hand, left
the room. "I wish I could think it was
a mistake," she soliloquized as she tied
on her bonnet., "But it's too much like
him. Nobody but Ezra could get himself
into such a scrape as this. Well, he was
quite right when he declared he had no
head for business,'- and after all I shall
have to acknowledge it."
Mrs. Marsh's quarrel with her only
•brother dated from his entering the min
istry. Many years younger than she, he
had until that time been entirely sub
missive to her wishes. She had selected
his books, his clothes, -his college, even
his friends.'' But, when it came to choosing
a profession and a wife the young man's
will . asserted itself. He would study the-
olog>% instead of banking, and he would
marry the sirl of his choice. The result
had been utter estrangement and a silence
which no effort on the- brother' 3 part
could break. \u25a0 w.r;-; . .
\u25a0 ' This morning Mrs. Marsh's lawyer, list
ening to her story." smiled to himself, as
he read beneath, her -calm, almost indif
ferent manner," her longing for a recon
ciliation. "FoV he's proved me in the
wrong," she said candidly. "As a busi
ness man he .would have ruined himself
and air his "friends by. this : time. And I
intend to keep_an eye on him after his."
And the lawyer, as he closed his desk
and prepared to accompany her, remarked
under ; his breath ; that ; the ' working of a
woman's mind was past his comprehen
sion. J .
It was a-busy morning. But wealth and
influence ; can accomplish much, and be
fore" noon Ezra Tyler walked forth a free
man, the charge against- him ' withdrawn.
He hardly- knew, how it. was •brought
about. His sister, greeting him as though
they had parted but the day before, had
to compare' with the task of saving .the
nation' and averting . a great foreign war
and thinking about bow much better. times
used to' be before [ the electric light and
the" telephone ' and the , wireless corpora
tion were invented.'*"" ;
; The^concluslon of, this tale of a man of
genius is one 'that pains us deeply, but
the ends r of justice require that we should
push it out into the cold world as a warn
ing. to[other A men of heavy intellects.
In the midst of his noble and far-reaching
plans for the , settlement of things in gen
eral the -Sheriff blew in one" day and
tacked up a -notice 'on* the "door of Mr.
Nagit's place- of business announcing to
the "community, in* general, and to his
creditors : ln particular,". that the property
had been seized in satisfaction of a judg
ment^. The- winding, up of his affairs was
really ; : a 5 source -of gratification to Mr.
Nagit ;>: now] heTcanf spend : all.' of his time
discussing large 1 problems 'of finance and
politics and betting on the next baseball
score. : while^his *;wife { runs~ the business
in the, intervals of her household .work.
.. People who Insist on learning something
aHltheitlmeJmay.dlscoverifrom this nar
rative that \ while *it \u25a0 may. ; be true; ; as the
poet? aings^ that ; atllttie knowledge Is a
dangerous • thing. : it I isn't ; half so bad as
being ' loaded \\ up* with a ' job <\u25a0 lot '. of : unas- ',
sorted 'Information that ; no one wants. - ;
; ; (Copyright. 1303, by Albert Britt) . . - .
announced the facts to him, and Know
ing she had attended \o it he had not
troubled his head with details. He wa3
far more interested in . the case of his
young friend, and insisted on calling at
once upon the employers, where he argued
the matter with such persistency that
they finally consented not to prosecute If
the money was refunded.
Mrs. Marsh grumbled not a little,
wrote a check for the amount, and the
much-amused "attorney added his mite
by consenting 1 to give the youn; man
a position *in his office, where he would
be under strict supervision and out of
\u0084 temptation's way.
Altogether, as Mr. Tyler sat at
lunch in his sister's house, he was by
no means unhappy, even though his par
ishioners were yet to be confronted.
If he only knew where that bill came
from! That was a mystery which
must be solved before the world could
be entirely assured of his lnocence.
As the train drew into Gimfleld that
night Mr. Tyler stepped from it with,
the utmost unconcern. It had ceased to
be of any consequence what his par
ishioners'thought. The few-people he
met greeted him. warmly. One or two
stopped to shake hands and express
their regret at his disagreeable experi
ence. He felt his hypocrisy in allow
ing" them to call it an unfortunate mis
take. Hi 3 wife met him at the door,
full -"of .."questions and comments, but
he brushed them all aside, only in
quiring, with a sarcasm she had never
heard In his tone before, if his over
coat was quite satisfactory. Supper
was a silent meal: even the children*
-awed by the general gloom, spoke lit
tle. Tommy was sent away from, the
table for dropping his knife and Lizzie
was sharply reproved for putting her
elbows on the table.
All the time Mrs. Tyler wa3 putting:
the children to bed her husband medi
tated.
Th^ doorbell rang, and Mrs. Tyler,
coming down at that moment, ushered
into the room Miss Black and her lit
tle nephew. Miss Black's face wore an
expression of righteous indignation.
Jimmies eyes were swollen and he hung
behind his aunt. "I have no word 3 to
tell you." she began, "how grieved we
are' at the result of Jimmies naugntl
ness.. It was he who put that counter
feit bill in the pocket-book — Just be- '
fore the party dispersed. My . brother
in-law took it at the bank and had
brought it. home to examine by cur
microscope. f This , all comes from al
lowing young children at such s**^
erlng3 unattended. Jimmie knew tr.
bill was counterfeit**
"I only just took it to show the boys."
faltered Jimmie, ** 'n. then I thought what
a good joke, 'twould be to put it in there.
I never thought a man that knew so
much us the minister'd bo fooled iy it."
"We are very much annoyed," com
menced Miss Black, but her pastor, his
face. wreathed in smiles, interrupted:
"Never mind. Jimmie," he said. "You're
a nice little boy, and I am glad you did
it. That is"— for Miss Black looked scan
\ dalized— "l should say, lam very glad to
know who "did it. And It has proved how
even our mistakes— for . I think we won't
.call it anything more serious than a mis
take, ; Jimmie— may be "used for others*
good. Some time, when you are a little
older. "Jimmie. I /will tell you a story of
-another boy who* made a" mistake."
-"V'Martha," Mr." Tyler said, after th«
\u25a0guests had gone,' "can we not sing 'Praise
- God from Whom All •- Blessings Flow* Z"
'\u25a0'\u25a0 . "I'm afraid it would wake the children,
\u25a0Ezra,"J replied, the tired mother. ..,->.«,.\u25a0-'::'
"Then let us read the 103 d psalm; and
after that I have a long story to tell you
about ' last night and to-day."
But there" was one part 'of the story that
Mrs. Tyler never heard.