New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1888-11-18

az. ,oo fa ~ sor f,ostcn 70 sound Listen !" said
the watcher. and her face so shone WITH Joy mat
the little pilgrim saw 1t clearly IKE lne snin I
of the morning in the midst OF the darkncss' lie
comcsl" -
:" Oh. ssterl' she cried. Z" is it hc-whom you
love above all the rest is il he p
The watcher smiled. and said. TX 1t is not ne,
yet it is brother: if il is not he now, yet his
time will come. And In every one who passes, l
more certain it is that he will come And the
time seems not long for the love | bear him.
And it is for this that the Lord has so con-
sldcred me. Listenl for some one comes.
And there came to these watchers the strangest
sight; for there flew past them while they gazcd
q man. who seemed TO be carried upon the sweep
of the wind In the midst of the darkness they
could see the faint white in his face. with eyes
OF flame and lips set firm-whlrled forward upon
the wind which would have dashed MN asah i.b
his hand the needles of the opposite peaks, and
was swung high over a great chasm ana iana ea
Tdr moment S thew could hear, like pulsaton
through the depths, the hard painting OF MS
breath Then with scarcely a moment Tor rest,
they heard the sound of his progress onward as
if he did battle with the mountain. ana ms OWL own
swiftness carried him like another WIND. IL naa
taken less than q moment TO sweep nun past
quicker than the flight Of bird, as sudden as a
lightning fash. The little pilgrim foliowed MN
with her eager eyes, wondering If he would leap
thus into the country Of light and take heaven Yen
heavenly hills and lie PROSTATE in WEAKNESS ana
exhaustion. like him 10 whom she had mlnlstered
She followed him with her ears. for the sound OF
his progress was with crashing of rocks and a
swift movement in the air.; but she was caIed
back by the pressure Of the hand OF the watcher,
who did not like the little pilgrim, follow him
who thus rushed through space as far as there
was sound or sight Of him. but had turned again
TO the lower side, and was gazing once more. and
listening for the little in the gulf below.
The little pilgrim remembered her friends hope,
and said softly, 1t not hep" And the
watcher clasped her hand again. and answered,
4" 1t was dear brother. l have sounded the
silver bells for him. and soon we shall hear them
answering from the hc ghts above. And another
time it win be he And they kissed each other,
because they understood each the other IN her
heart -
Ard then they talked together Of the old life
when all things began: and of the wonderful
things they had learned concerning the love OF
the Father and The Son, and how all the world
was held by them, and penetrated through and
through by threads of love, that it could never
fail. And the darkness seemed light round them,
and they forgot for little that the wind was
not as summer breeze Then once more the
panion. and babe her hush and listen. And they
sat together. holding their breath, stralnlng their
ears Then heard they faint sounds, which were
very different from those made by him who had
been driven past them like an arrow from bow,
first as OF something falling, but very FAR away,
and faint sound as OF a foot which shipped ne
sat still and listened. scarcely drawing Their
breath. The darkness had no voice; it could not
he but that some traveller, was there, though
hidden deep, deep in the gloom, only betrayed
by the sound. There was a long pause, and the
watcher held fast the little pilgrims hand, and
tbongb . She e. was already blessed beyond ali bles-
scdnesS known on earth, yet had she not forgotten
the love that had begun on earth, but was for
evermOre She murmured to herself. and said,
" If il is not he. yet it is brother, And the
more that come. the certain it is that he VIII
come, Little sister, is there one Tor whom you
" There is no ONE the pilgrim said; =" but all"
And so care for ALL cried the watcher;
and she drew her companion with her TO the
IL,
low among the rocks to escape the rushing OF
the wind, and they sang together IA soft song,
-" for if he should hear u.s. she said, 1t may
give him courage" And there they sat and sang;
and the white Of their garments and of their
heavenly faces showed like light in the deep
gloom so that he who, was toiling upward might
that specl above him, and be encouraged 10
continue upon his way.
Sometimes he fell, and they could hear the
moan he made. for every sound came upward,
however small and faint it might be: and some,
times dragged himself along so that they heard
his movement up some shelf of rock. And as
the pilgrim looked. she saw other and dim white
nesses along the ravines OF the dark mountains,
and knew that she was not the only one, Dut
that many had come TO watch and look for the
coming If those who had been lost.
Time was ,So netting G ho to these and hs serrSs
were the moments to those upon the way.
Sometimes there would be silence like the silence
of long wears: and fear upon them that
the wayfarer had turned back or that he had
fallen and lay suffering at the bottom OF some
gulf. or had been swept by the wind upon some
icy peak and dashed against the rocks linen
anon while they listened and held their breath,
a little sound would strike again into the silence,
bringing back hope. And again and again all
would he still The little pilgrim held her com
panion's hand, and the thought went through her
mind that were She watching for one whom she
loved above the rest, her heart would fail But
the watcher answered her as if she had spoken,
and said Oh. 1t: Oh no: for II II Is not ne.
il is brother; and the Lord give them Joy"
BIT they sang no more, their hearts being liant
with suspense and with eagerness to near every
sound.
Then in the great chill of the silence, suddenly,
and not far off, came the sound of one WING spoke.
He murmured TO himself, and said Who can
continue on this terrible way? The night IS
black like hell. and there comes no morning. III
was better in the land OF darkness, for still we
could see the face Of man, though not God.
And the muiiied voice tremblcd at that word ana
was still suddenly, though it had been name,
and the wind had blown it ont. And for moment
there was silence, until suddenly 1t broke forth
What is this that has come TO me that I
it is as balm. But lie is far off. and hears
nothing He called us and we answered not Now
il is we who call and He VII not near VIII
lie down and die. 1t cannot be that man must
live and live for ever, in pain and anguish. Here
will lie and it will end. Oh, Thou, whose face
have seen in the night, make 1t possiode Tor a
man TO de.n
The watcher loosed herself from her companions
clasp and stood upright upon the edge OF the clih,
ciasping her hands together aud saying low, as
to herself, Father, Father! as one who cannot
refrain from that appeal Dut who knows the
Father loves best. and that to intercede is vain
And longing was in her face and Joy For it was
he: and she knew that no could not now fall
but would reach to the celestial country and TO
the shining of the sun; vet that il was not hers
TO help him. nor any mans. nor angels. But
the little pilgrim was ignorant. not having been
taught And she committed herself to those
depfhs though she feared them, and though she
knew not what she could do. And once more
the dense air closed over her, ard the vacancy
swallowed her up and when she reached the
rocks below. there lay something at her feet
which she felt TO be man: but she could not
see him nor touch him. ard when she tried TO
sneak her voice died away in her throat, and
made TO sound. Whether il the wind that
caught it and swept it quite away, or that the
well of that depth profound sucked every note
inward or whether because IL not permitted
-. oithor m or nnnal shnmld ont OF their