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that when other interests added
themselves to the activity of the town there was still plenty of room for
the business they brought. Main Street was really, therefore, not a fair
index; nobody in Elgin would have admitted it. Its appearance and
demeanour would never have suggested that it was now the chief artery
of a thriving manufacturing town, with a collegiate institute, eleven
churches, two newspapers, and an asylum for the deaf and dumb, to say
nothing of a fire department unsurpassed for organization and
achievement in the Province of Ontario. Only at twelve noon it might
be partly realized when the prolonged "toots" of seven factory whistles

at once let off, so to speak, the hour. Elgin liked the demonstration; it
was held to be cheerful and unmistakable, an indication of "go-ahead"
proclivities which spoke for itself. It occurred while yet Dr Drummond
and Mr Murchison stood together in the store door.
"I must be getting on," said the minister, looking at his watch. "And
what news have you of Lorne?"
"Well, he seems to have got through all right."
"What--you've heard already, then?"
"He telegraphed from Toronto on Saturday night." Mr Murchison
stroked his chin, the better to retain his satisfaction. "Waste of
money--the post would have brought it this morning--but it pleased his
mother. Yes, he's through his Law Schools examination, and at the top,
too, as far as I can make out."
"Dear me, and you never mentioned it!" Dr Drummond spoke with the
resigned impatience of a familiar grievance. It was certainly a trying
characteristic of John Murchison that he never cared about
communicating anything that might seem to ask for congratulation.
"Well, well! I'm very glad to hear it."
"It slipped my mind," said Mr Murchison. "Yes, he's full-fledged
'barrister and solicitor' now; he can plead your case or draw you up a
deed with the best of them. Lorne's made a fair record, so far. We've no
reason to be ashamed of him."
"That you have not." Personal sentiments between these two
Scotchmen were indicated rather than indulged. "He's going in with
Fulke and Warner, I suppose--you've got that fixed up?"
"Pretty well. Old man Warner was in this morning to talk it over. He
says they look to Lorne to bring them in touch with the new generation.
It's a pity he lost that son of his."
"Oh, a great pity. But since they had to go outside the firm they

couldn't have done better; they couldn't have done better. I hope Lorne
will bring them a bit of Knox Church business too; there's no reason
why Bob Mackintosh should have it all. They'll be glad to see him back
at the Hampden Debating Society. He's a great light there, is Lorne; and
the Young Liberals, I hear are wanting him for chairman this year."
"There's some talk of it. But time enough--time enough for that! He'll
do first-rate if he gets the law to practise, let alone the making of it."
"Maybe so; he's young yet. Well, good morning to you. I'll just step
over the way to the Express office and get a proof out of them of that
sermon of mine. I noticed their reporter fellow--what's his
name?--Rawlins, with his pencil out last night, and I've no faith in
Rawlins."
"Better cast an eye over it," responded Mr Murchison cordially, and
stood for a moment or two longer in the door watching the crisp,
significant little figure of the minister as he stepped briskly over the
crossing to the newspaper office. There Dr Drummond sat down,
before he explained his errand, and wrote a paragraph.
"We are pleased to learn," it ran "that Mr Lorne Murchison, eldest son
of Mr John Murchison, of this town, has passed at the capital of the
Province his final examination in Law, distinguishing himself by
coming out at the top of the list. It will be remembered that Mr
Murchison, upon entering the Law Schools, also carried off a valuable
scholarship. We are glad to be able to announce that Mr Murchison,
Junior, will embark upon his profession in his native town, where he
will enter the well-known firm of Fulke and Warner."
The editor, Mr Horace Williams, had gone to dinner, and Rawlins was
out so Dr Drummond had to leave it with the press foreman. Mr
Williams read it appreciatively on his return, and sent it down with the
following addition:
"This is doing it as well as it can be done. Elgin congratulates Mr L.
Murchison upon having produced these results, and herself upon
having produced Mr L. Murchison."

Chapter III
From the day she stepped into it Mrs Murchison knew that the
Plummer Place was going to be the bane of her existence. This may
have been partly because Mr Murchison