New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-10-25


or not.
Lola gave a kind Of shudder. Il hate to be
moved like thisl" she exclaimed She put one
hand over her hot cheek. ." / hate to catch the
same feeling which sways these people. You are
not like them. ! wish you would say something
to me. And you love him. Tell him some other
work is more worthy of him. He will heed you
No. said Rachel, he loves his werk He
thinks it is ms mission to bring souls to Christ.
His mission" almost passionatcly. Don't
be angry with me, Miss Faxon. You see know
your name. He has mentioned you. Don't let
him, who could do such great work in the world,
tie himself down to this kind OF thing, motion
ing toward the throng slowly leaving.
But this Is the greatest thing '-kacnel SPOKE
slowly, as If she were cropping for heT WORDS.
She was wondering il Miss Gray talked ike TINS
TO MIR. Whitehead. She was thinking uaI Cnls
giris aspect one TO which only one phrase
applied, and that phrase came and repeated
itself over ana over In her mind. informing
fre-infOrming fire" Lola was So light, SO pure
looking, SO spirited that Rachel could only gaze
tnement in herself when beside her.
Lola suddenly turned.
Here he Is, she said.
The minister at the other end OF tne ROOM
behind her Rachel could not help noticing that
Miss Gray knew the moment ne MADE movement
toward them. Ills face and eyes were burning.
Il am glad TO see you two together, he sald
and his voice still had that moving cadence when
had brought the people to the ANXIOUS sea- LOT
prayers. lie held out hand to each. hscheI
put her own in his clasp but Lola moved Dack.
She stood up straight, with her head reared
Mr.. Whitehead, she said. " wanted TO go OUT
there in sign that you must pray for me. IL was
your influence. / felt your soul urging my soul.
But l would not go. Why should Fray tor
those" with a sweep OF her hand toward the
few remaining near the door -
DO you think you are better than they
asked the minister sternly.
Yes l know l am made Of finer clay: You
l. H. Thara iS iii fierp n
in clay. You know it, What do you tlnni OF that
creature who was afraid the supplies would be cut
OF ," she laughed excitedy. DO you believe
She did not wait for any reply. She walked
down between the rows OF settees and out at the
door.
The man she had left made slight involuntary
motion as if TO follow her. Then his eyes slowly
Withdrew themselves from the door where the girl
had disappeared and came TO the girl who had
II cont wonder You arc interested in her, said
Rachel earnestly. She-she makes one remem-
YES he returned absently she makes one
remember her. But, after al, is her soul worth
any more than any other soul? cannot hnd a
way to reach her We preachers fall into the use
Of phrases Phrases are husks. Rachel, tell me
how 10 save that girl l cannot save her can
not rest if she is not gathered into the fold.
Afterward Miss taXon recalled her visit TO
Fraction Corners as one recalls dream that is
sharply defined and yet that Is dream
The next day Mr. Whitehead drove with her
the first five miles on her return TO Quincy. His
mind was full of the revival which had begun
since his ministry at the Corners. He was fever
ishly alive TO every phase of this awakening lie
repeatedly asked his companion TO advise him re-
garding the way influence Lola Gray TO 'Join the
fold of Christ He said that he had agonized in
prayer for that soul. he did not seem 10 notice
that Rachel could give him advice
At last he left the phaetOn for his walk back.
You are pale, he exclaimed, as he stood lean
ing into the carriage.
. am little tired" She smiled warmly back
at him as she answered
1t is hard TO say goodbye"
Yes, il is hard "sshe SAID.
But soon, please God, we will not be obliged to
say it, or think it,"
He fingered, gazing at her But But at last In. he
forward to look at MIN as he walked on along the
lonely road. The rich TALL sunlight poured upon
him.
The revival progressed and came to it's greatest
height and then il began to decline.
That was terrible moment for the minister
when it came TO him that, whoever or whatever
he prayed for he was i'll reality praying for Lola
Gray He accused himself in unmeasured terms
He said he not worthy to be the shepherd OF
this flock, for what one soul In GOdS sight
more than another ? go
He fell into the habit of walking home with
Lola from the meetings.
She did not take his arm. On the third nlght
the man felt sudden and unaccountable wish That
she should be nearer. 1t seemed as II lac coMd
talk with more force He was sensible that this
visit of the spirit of God was drawing a close.
And Lola not saved. She was as distant
from salvation as ever: She asked nm sconlng,
she would seem to WAIVER and be near the point OF
yielding to the persuasiOns of the Holy Ghost.
The minister felt worn out. She was so elusive
II seemed TO him that he had staked everything
on drawing her 10 the light.
1t dark and the road was rough; Let me
help you. hU said. He put her hand WITHIN ms
arm and held il closely there.
! She had beer talking eagerly. She became all
at once entirely, silent That silence palpltated
one fact, that he was walking with this girl Her
eyes shone at him through the gloom
The two did not speak again until they said good
All at once it came upon the minister as
he stumbled along on the solitary roao that he
was not worthy 10 be the instrument by which
this womans soul might be saved. He was Ia a
whirl of misery and confusion.
He was going by the bit of house where Lady
Marin lived. She was standing at her gate. She
seemed TO be waiting for him. he felt horrible
impulse to use profane words as he heard her say
in the darkness
Brother Whitehead, is that you ?"
Yes"
u only wanted to tell you that you'd better by
half left the Gray gal alone .,.a &c.. -
house. Brother Whitehead went on with cenched
hands and boiling blood.
He sat down and wrote long and freely 70 Ra-
chez FaXon lie believed he told her everything
in his heart. But Of course he did not speak OF
giving his arm 10 Lola Gray, although he aid give
minute information about walking home with
her and repeated every word of their CONVEX
sation. 1t was the silence be did not mention. 1t
the silence.
lie uIO not near lIOul lIldb ltAtOl lOl "a
Autumn was fast deepening into winter People
from neighbOrin2 towns were falling into the habit
of coming TO hear the Rey Mr.. Whitehead preach.
lie reused them and thrilled them. He seemed 10
pour his hearts best blood along those pulslnS
sentences. He knew that he was attracting attcn-
tiOn. that he moving people. He knew also
that what ne striving for was 10 convert Lola
Gray He never looked at her during sermon
time still he saw nothing but the slight figure
and radiant almost colorlcss face But he walked
home with her no more he talked with her
more. lie only communicated with her through
his sermons. Was il those sermons Of fire and
love that rekindied the revival? Certain II Is
that the revival blazed up again more strongly
than ever. Ii icnited other churches.
In the midst Of ii Mr.. Whitehead received note
from Miss FaXOn. 1t was only a note.
Dear Joseph, | know you better than you know
ynurself al us be friends but not l0Iers.H