The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1893-11-23
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evening, ne was writing his Sunday
sermon on account of having to get it
into the printers hands so that it
could be syndicated by the NJ Tvs papers
The Rev. DIR. Manister was popu-
lar preacher, and his fame. famed ju-
dicious1y by his advertising agent,
had penetrated to the uttermost isles
He was severe looking man, with
heavy cast of countenance, we'll be-
as that of devil-driver.
The whole frowning aspect of his
countenance seemed, in fact to be
meant as direct and deliberate men
ace to the evil one, announcing that
nothing till he had driven his sinister
highness back to his own gloomy do
mains.
Moreover, from the sensual mouth
and coarse lips of the divine it was
evident that a potent faith and a rigid
self'restraint had long been needed to
make him so persistent and deliberate
an enemy of the devil:
The preacher held the card in his
hand a minute, looking at it carefully,
as IT In some doubt concerning what
he saw upon it. Then he dropped it
on his desk and told the servant to
show his caller in.
There entered the room in response
TO this order a young g,rl some
twenty years of age, fashionablv
attired and wonderfully beautiful.
'tCorisande! How is this?" ex-
claimed the preacher, rising to greet
her. II thought you were in Italv.
Sit down, my child. This is great
SURPRISE
The charming vision ensconced itself
comfortably in an easy-chair, and two
brown eyes, liquid with tenderness or
emotion, beamed upon the minister.
"You are looking very we'll, indeed,
Corisande." he added, contemplat ting
his vis-a-vis with a much less frown-
ing visage than he had presented to
the cloven-hoofed monster.
81 feel as we'll as one could expect
to do under the circumstances an
swered the girl quietly.
The minister, who had turned his
eyes downward, did not look at the
speaker when she replied, and there
was silence in the library for few
moments.
Then he said, as if recovering the
thread of his thoughts, after having
wandered fretfully away from his
subject:
'And what do you intend to do
now, COrisande?"
''What!''
The answer was almost instantane-
Gus and the tone was almost indescrib.
able. A volume, with all it's consum-
mate analysis and detail, could not
have explained more decisively the Sc
.cret of Corisande's life.
One almost stood aghast at the way
In which that simple expression was
uttered. At the terrific meaning of
the revelation which it unmistaka bly
made; the bitterness and hooking des-
peration of that tone and look; the
utter abandon and despair conveyed
with such startling and deliberate
vividness
The preacher recoiled as if stricken
and a look of dazed horror and. help
tessness came into his face as he gazed
questioningly into that of the girl
which had grown stony and rigid
since she had spoken.
"Corisande, said the preacher be-
seemingly, ''will you not be merci-
ful?"
"A smile OF scorn wreathed the lips
OF the beautiful girl, as she answered
slowly and carefully:
''There are some things which can
not be undone, DR.. Manister, and this
Is one of them. I would not have
come to you now, but that read one
OF your sermons the other day in a
paper which found it's way into my
hands 1t contained an uncharita bl e
reference to such as We
''COrisande you do not mean-'
The preacher did not complete his
sentence.
"Do you not know that all things
ultimately find their level in the econ
omy of nature?" replied the girl SOL
emily, all trace of emotion having
vanished from her tones.
impossible" replied the preacher,
vehemently. "a girl with your train
ing, your instincts. would never de-
scend to that
''Have you never preached to US,
when was one of those who sat and
listened to your words as those of one
inspired by heaven, of the fatal in
duence of the first step?" answered
the girl w tn the calmness Of one who,
feeling that the last vestige of hope
has departed, faces an untoward fate
with the fearlessness of an utter de-
spair.
The preacher bowed his head, but
the answer struggling upon his lips
was smothered by the intensity of his
feelings.
"You are a believer in predestina-
ton, according to the tenets of your
faith" continued the girl in the earn
est tones of one facing an inevitable
conviction. The preacher bowed his
head again deeper yet, but made no
answer.
1.-THE will of woman is weak"
continued the girl, ''for are we not
told that the serpent selected the wo-
man for his victim?''
Then, as if goaded to desperate effort,
the preacher appraised his face and
spoke.
'The consequences of an error such
as yours he said, ARE not always Sc
Fearful as YOUR overstrunS imagination
would paint them. No one single and
unprecedented act can be irretrieva-
BILE. Go, and sin no more were the
words Of the Redeemer Mary. They
were intended for all humanity
Spare me" replied the girl, weari.
1y, ''the reiteration of those fami.ia,