Grass Valley telegraph., 1853-10-27

worth while for the rest of..us to listen when
they were talking. Irving seemed determin-
ed to shine that evening in the eyes of ALL
And many believed he was mischievously
trying to sound the depth of the poor guile
les, unsuspecting school ma am"
He ran the conversation into history. and
she illustrated his points for him by simple
facts as he went Oh. He quoted the poets,
aRd she prompted him as he missed a word,
OF modestly reminded him of parallel pas
sage. He Led the way into story, and she
SIX fully guided his Imagination into the
fields of romance. He spoke of "Di Vernon"
she contrasted with her for preference "Flora
MacIvor and "Jeannie Deans" Thus at
every turn she followed his thought. and
sought to heautify It as he went on, listening
with noble enthusiasm, and ever putting
before him new fields to enter. inadvertently,
and incidentally, he flung a sneer at religious
feeling. as one who was a scoffer would fling.
Kate Stewart was aroused. She had suffered
him to run on in his own original thinking,
hardly uttering a sentiment of her own. But
she forgot herself now in the very depths of
her theme. And. with flashing eye and glow
ing countenance, the fair speaker stood for
her faith.
1t was at this moment that our eyes were
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recess Of the window. Irving, startled and
surprised. bent his dark eye upon her face in
kind of eager wonder at her pure and hum
BILE, yet soul stirring eloquence She was re-
plying to him n way no one had ever used
with him before. Kate cared not to conquer;
she meant to convince She was welding no
heavy spear of argument. Ike a weaver's
beam she stood only in the strength Of IN
ner truth hnrling her fine little thoughts
with beaut 'ful s.mpl .ty. as if from mage
sling. She was not deeply read in the meta
phys cal Feasonings Of the school of sccpt;-
! cSm. She wOnld not handy argument to and
/ fro if she could. But she told b IN Of his own
! ughts-thouGhts she knew he possessed.
| She rem nded b m Of feelings that came ever
and anon over his darkeued m'nd. fitting
| or; ghtlv as a twilight bird and startling h m
! from his unbelef She pressed these home
upon him with power and truthfulness he
| fonnd perfectly Irresistible. He stood as if
! spell-bound. and that far sp'r' tual creature
sent voice thr ling all through bis being ::
and, even though his reasoning bad been
unrefuted, and no effort whatever had been
made to refute, he began to doubt his
dolhtng aad again he left Kate Stewards
! presence W ser and better man.
! And yet Kate Stewart was not protesting
| Chr st an. Six moths had scarcely passed
over her head since first she had sung the new
solg in trembling joy and hope. Aud as the
communion season drew nigh. it was VIII s
persd through the little church Of W
that on the Sabbath of It's celeDrat on she was
| to join herself with the people of God She
had now the love Of all who knew her. and
wolthy was she of it. Dear friend to us all,
I fe ar not now to speak her praise. for the
stal-l; ght has for many molths lain quiely
on her grave by the side of the old church,
and she has long since entered into her rest.
| The religious services Of the morning were
ended. and the covenant people of God had
assembled in the body pews to enjoy Their
peculiar commemorative feast around the
mystic table of the Lord. 1t was a warm
afternoon in the early autumn, when the
leaves had just begun to change their color.
Oh, how beautiful the country is then The
windows of the church had been thrown open.
and the pure air was stealing softly among
the aisles. The trees waved pleasantly in the
breeze that waited falling leaves over the
graves in the bur al ground. Bird. bee, and
insect had hushed their humm;ng harmony.
and all was peaceful without and within.
Kate Stewart came forward alone at the call
for candidates for Union with the Church.
and passed slowly up the broad aisle unit
she stood before the altar. Removing her
hat and vel for holy bapt sm she klelt be-
fore God, whose VOWS she was thus to take
upon her in the presence OF his people
Her long hair fell back profusely from her
pure, transparent forehead. tear Of deep
feeling, gl;stened in her mid, hazel eye, and
the deep glow that rested OIL her beautiful
features lent an unusual loveliness to their
expression. She felt her heart futtering
strangely, when she knew she stood thus be-
fore the great con rregat: on but hol;er. loft
ier thoughts car I. and the young Chr. stan
forgot all save tnat she was in the pFese nee
of Heaven. and that eyes, not of sense were
gazing on her from where the heart and the
SOULS innermost chambers seem alw ayS open
to view. Her light dress of pure white float
ed in the breeze that was silently playing
over her, and carelessly dallying with her
rings of hair. A being of no earthly essence
seemed to have winged is way down to wor-
ship God in an earthly temple Calm and
serene, with clasped hands. she received the
water-symbol on her forehead, and as the
only voice to break the stllnes came the sol
em1 words, In the name of the Father. and
Of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen p
And, as she rose from her kneeling, smile
of ine6able brightness told Of her spirits deep
joy.
AS soon as the services were over. the teo-
pie sought their homes in all that subdued
quietude that communion with God gives to
his saints. Henry Irving wandered through
the ward behind the church. and climbing the
wall. was soon out of sight in the shadows of
grove that bounded its farther limits. Fol
lowing well-wOrn path, trod smooth n the
sward he soon stool OF the border of the
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