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understood, "that--perhaps--the Minor Canon--would
come."
"Go, call him, then!" said the Griffin; "I want to see him."
The Minor Canon, who filled a subordinate position in the church, had
just finished the afternoon services, and was coming out of a side door,
with three aged women who had formed the week-day congregation.
He was a young man of a kind disposition, and very anxious to do good
to the people of the town. Apart from his duties in the church, where he
conducted services every week-day, he visited the sick and the poor,
counseled and assisted persons who were in trouble, and taught a
school composed entirely of the bad children in the town with whom
nobody else would have anything to do. Whenever the people wanted
something difficult done for them, they always went to the Minor
Canon. Thus it was that the laborer thought of the young priest when he
found that some one must come and speak to the Griffin.
The Minor Canon had not heard of the strange event, which was known
to the whole town except himself and the three old women, and when
he was informed of it, and was told that the Griffin had asked to see

him, he was greatly amazed, and frightened.
"Me!" he exclaimed. "He has never heard of me! What should he want
with _me?_"
"Oh! you must go instantly!" cried the two men.
"He is very angry now because he has been kept waiting so long; and
nobody knows what may happen if you don't hurry to him."
The poor Minor Canon would rather have had his hand cut off than go
out to meet an angry griffin; but he felt that it was his duty to go, or it
would be a woeful thing if injury should come to the people of the town
because he was not brave enough to obey the summons of the Griffin.
So, pale and frightened, he started off.
"Well," said the Griffin, as soon as the young man came near, "I am
glad to see that there is some one who has the courage to come to me."
The Minor Canon did not feel very courageous, but he bowed his head.
"Is this the town," said the Griffin, "where there is a church with a
likeness of myself over one of the doors?"
The Minor Canon looked at the frightful creature before him and saw
that it was, without doubt, exactly like the stone image on the church.
"Yes," he said, "you are right."
"Well, then," said the Griffin, "will you take me to it? I wish very much
to see it."
The Minor Canon instantly thought that if the Griffin entered the town
without the people knowing what he came for, some of them would
probably be frightened to death, and so he sought to gain time to
prepare their minds.
"It is growing dark, now," he said, very much afraid, as he spoke, that
his words might enrage the Griffin, "and objects on the front of the
church cannot be seen clearly. It will be better to wait until morning, if
you wish to get a good view of the stone image of yourself."
"That will suit me very well," said the Griffin. "I see you are a man of
good sense. I am tired, and I will take a nap here on this soft grass,
while I cool my tail in the little stream that runs near me. The end of
my tail gets red-hot when I am angry or excited, and it is quite warm
now. So you may go, but be sure and come early to-morrow morning,
and show me the way to the church."
The Minor Canon was glad enough to take his leave, and hurried into
the town. In front of the church he found a great many people

assembled to hear his report of his interview with the Griffin. When
they found that he had not come to spread ruin and devastation, but
simply to see his stony likeness on the church, they showed neither
relief nor gratification, but began to upbraid the Minor Canon for
consenting to conduct the creature into the town.
"What could I do?" cried the young man, "If I should not bring him he
would come himself and, perhaps, end by setting fire to the town with
his red-hot tail."
Still the people were not satisfied, and a great many plans were
proposed to prevent the Griffin from coming into the town. Some
elderly persons urged that the young men should go out and kill him;
but the young men scoffed at such a ridiculous idea. Then some one
said that it would be a good thing to destroy the stone image so that the
Griffin would have no excuse