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IT is with a feeling of the utmost reluctance, amounting -- if I may use / so strong a word -- to distress, that I take my pen in hand to indite the / exceedingly painful account which follows; yet I feel I owe it not only / to myself and the parishioners of St. Barnabas', but to the community at / large, to explain in amplified detail why I have withdrawn suddenly, / automatically as it were, from the organisation of youthful forest / rangers of which I was, during its brief existence, the actuating / spirit, and simultaneously have resigned my charge to seek a field of / congenial endeavour elsewhere.

My first inclination was to remain silent; to treat with dignified / silence the grossly exaggerated statements that lately obtained / circulation, and, I fear me, credence, in some quarters, regarding the / circumstances which have inspired me in taking the above steps. / Inasmuch, however, as there has crept into the public prints hereabout a / so-called item or article purporting to describe divers of my recent / lamentable experiences -- an item which I am constrained to believe the / author thereof regarded as being of a humorous character, but in which / no right-minded person could possibly see aught to provoke mirth -- I have / abandoned my original resolution and shall now lay bare the true facts.

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