The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-06-27

| satisfied that anthems were a device of Satan's in the abstract. and in this in- stance a device expressly levelled at his family. Over this simple matter as pretty a little quarrel as you could wish ing the party who disapproved of the in- novation, and Deacon Thompkins those musical souls who supported the choir. At length the broil eliminated at a prayer meeting, in which Mir. Bocock publicly prayed that the devil might come out of the organ. This mysterious phrase so aggravated the Thompkins party that they unanimously decided that the sight of their adversaries would quite prevent their ever getting any good out of a ser vice at which their opponents were pre- sent.
 As the choir was composed of every one who had a vestige of voice, MT. Bocock's following was weak in numbers if strong in argument, and suffering the usual fate of weakness, went, as we have said, emphatica ally to the wall. An old chapel being to let, the discounted sec ton moved to 1t in a body, announcing loudly that they would have nothing to do with new-fangled ways, which event. ually would land the walkers therein in the bottomless pit. The only person who objected to this proceeding was the quiet, peace-loving old man who was then serving as pastor, bat as he was already under notice to leave (for having allowed that the established church might have its good points, his opinion was of no importance either way. | T~~ kL AA solute necessity, and the choice of one was left to Deacon Bocock, who, indeed, took entire management of the new sect The congregation was so small, ar the salary they could offer so poor, that the task was by no means an easy one. At length Mir. Bocock was reduced to the extremity of writing the advertisement we have seen him deliver to his daughter, as the only way he could see of supplying the spiritual needs of his followers.
 
 Paul Conway was sitting in his rooms on a top floor in Clarendon college Oxon, when his eye chance to light on Mir. Bo. cocks advertisement. A young man, very decided if not very constant, he at once determined to try for the place. Paul Conway was the only son of a strug- gling doctor in a north country town. That he was man of good natural abil- ity was undeniable, but both he and his friends overrated it Having got some few articles printed (but not paid for) in a magazine which had once held high place in literature, long since vanished forever, he was convinced that he was a great literary genius, and through win ming a small open scholarship that he was born scholar. By dint of consid- erAole sacrifices he was sent to Oxford where he soon found that his true level was not very high one. His hopes of literary distinction vanished, and the vastness of the law overwhelmed him. Almost hopelessly he turned to the study of divinity, and had read hard, when, at the end of his second year, be went home for the long vacation. It is to be feared that his frieads had found out their mis- take and treated him very like goose indeed; and the poor lad became dis heartened. A revivalist visited the town and Paul found out that his true scope was that of preacher. He had been brought up as Baptist, and determined to devote his life to the interests of the com- munion. Overfswing with zeal, he went back to Oxford without saying a word of his intention to any one, and conscious that if he did not find some way of earn ing money, this term must be his last. Everything he tried at failed, and On the evening in question he was sitting in his rooms in state of almost hopeless mis- cry.
 He answered the advertisement, and for once fortune favored him. Before the week was over he received formal letter from Deacon Bocock, requesting re him to preach at Kingswin for a couple of Sum- days, so that the congregation might sec hoy they liked him before committing themselves to his guidance.
 MT. Conway's trial sermons were great success, and, considering the trouble he took in preparing them, they ought to have been. For days before he had read everything that bore on the subject he had chosen and being really in earnest, he was both impressive and interesting. ] Besides, if he was not a scholar, his learn- ing was profound compared with that of the general run of ministers with which Kingswin had been favored.
 Deacon Bocock was in the seventh heaven of delight as he walked home by the side of his protege, after the evening service was over. fMr. Conway was cov- cred with glory, was it not reflected on MT. Bocock, who had obtained himf To hear the deacon talk, one would have thought that the minister was the result of days of work and nights of prayer in- stead of nine and four pence expended In newspaper ink.
 We shall do, sir, we shall do, . he said pufhly as they succeeded in shaking of the last of the many brothers and sisters who had crowded to shake hands with the excitement of the hour. We shall do. say, and, please heaven, we'll put t'other lots candle out"
 This was scarcely the religious light in which Mir. Conway would have liked the matter viewed, and between trying to look grave at the lightness of the remark and yet not so stern as to offend his patron, | A lA II. .k~l.x &~~~.u