THE architect employed by the building committee had submitted a plan for the new church,—Gothic, high spire, and stained-glass windows. It was accepted, the foundation laid, the walls, which were to be of native stone, raised to the height of seven feet, when a letter was received from Mr. Angus, enclosing a slip cut from a London newspaper.
"A very innocent-looking paragraph," exclaimed Mr. Asbury to his wife. "But what a stir it will make in the parish!"
It was the announcement of an urgent call given to the Rev. Harold Angus, of New York City, United States of America, to settle over the —Church, —Street, London, at a salary of one thousand pounds.
In addition to the printed paragraph, Mr. Angus had written,—
DEAR FRIENDS,—
Mail going out. Only time to say that the call alluded to, and the
enclosed slip, in which it was announced, came to hand by
the same mail, and was wholly unexpected. Fearing you might see it
copied into a New York paper, I forward it, and will write more at