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ACT FIFTH.
A year and a half later. The new Church stands complete, and adorned for consecration. The river runs close beside it. A misty morning, early.
The Sexton is busy hanging garlands outside the Church; shortly after comes the Schoolmaster.
The Schoolmaster.
At work already?
The Sexton.
None too soon.
Lend me a hand; I must festoon
The path, to keep the march in trim.
The Schoolmaster.
Before the Manse I see ascending
Something that rears a rounded rim—
The Sexton.
Ay, surely, surely!
The Schoolmaster.
What is pending?
The Sexton.
Why, it is what they call a shield
With Parson's name in a gold field
