The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1895-07-25
A RETURN TO NATURE.
How q Sioux Minister Obeyed til,
81 Spirit of His Fathers.

Oh t11S FAlnerSs
'Rev. Augustine st. Gregory, Miss
Helen Macintosh. Married."
''Tear up the wedding cards." inter-
rupted Pris Armstrong: 1T was in
atuation-fanaticism. How could a
Boston girl, brought up with every ad-
marry a full-blooded Sioux! I went
ems nearest friend, sat there under
protest; and it required ais my self
control to refrain from shrieking aloud
at the words: If any man can show
just cause why they should not law
fully be joined together"
you talk as though you had just ar
rived from the plains, in wampum and
war paint" returned Annie Chesley,
Indignantly. Il met him at Mrs. Cot
ting's reception, and thought him per-
! fectly fascinating He has the lowell
est manners-so gentle and subdued,
and, with his soulful dark eyes and
melancholy face, he reminded me of
Edwin Booth in The Iron Chest Such
an, interesting history as he has, too.
He lost his father at the battle of the
Little Big Horn, and after the flight
| of Sitting Bull and his men into Can
ada. the poor little fellow was found
by missionary and sent to Hampton.
Later, by means of an old lady's be-
quest, he was educated for the minis
try preparatory to going as mission
airy to his own people. If you had
heard him speak the last Sunday in
Advent, when taken forcmfay ..,'se'w
Advent, when the collection is taken
for the domestic mission, you would
realize what religion has done in trans
forming savage into Christian gen
>tleman and clergyman"
"Helen was taught from babyhOOd
to save, her pennies for the Domestic
Mission" said Pris slowly. I'm Lent
her childish sacrifices were for the
benefit of some Indian school. Her
cast-off toys were sent to Hampton
her Sunday school class supported an
Indian there. Later, she attended all
the meetings for the benefit of the In,
dams, has been an active member OF
the Dakota league and devoted all hel
charitable energies-and a Boston CIR
must have some outlet for philan
thropy, as imperatively as for her love
of music, books and art-to collecting
funds and packing barrels of clothing
for the Indians. AS she stood by the
altar it seemed the elimination of {
lifelong fad-an earnest and religion,
one, if you will, but still merely fac
in which love bore a minor, if not ;
doubtful part. There was delay il
getting to the carriage and I waited
No, not to throw rice, but-but to SCI
Helen once more. Capt. Carter, Hell
ems cousin-he was best man-closet
the carriage door, with gay good
| T 1+o t,10 n
in the fog and drizzle, and saw tn
look upon his face"
'They say he> has always been il
love with Helen"
ut was not that. Insight gave fore
sight, and on the pavement, in Cople
ii Square, he saw the future, somewher
on the Western plains"
''You are tired, Augusta
Helen st. Gregory arose from tn
piano, the one article Of luxury sh
, had permitted herself, and leanin
over the back of her husbands chaj
played with his hair. 1t had been a
l lowed to grow somewhat long in til
last few weeks. H..
! He had just returned from a visit
I settlement few miles distant, col
sisting Of a few wretched, scattere
huts. His hand sought his throat an
: loosened the stiff, clerical bands wit
an impatience that seemed uncontro
: liable.
: "It is sitting here" he said; "the a
: Of a room makes me cough"
e II will open the window"
q "Open both windows"
b IT cannot" returned Helen, wit
e some surprise ut his imperious ton
8 "The other window is sealed, herme
Y ically, with papier-mache, manufac
s ured out Of soaked newspapers, aft
c Frank Carter's recipe"
Z Her husband strobe across the roo
and with one blow Of his clenched Fl
he broke away the lower part Of tt
sash. Ss
# August! How could you-oh, 70
hand is bleedingw reproach changi1
II to administration.
She caught up web Of soft lin
It upon the work table.
4 1T Is nothing" said her husband
Il most haughtily, drawing himsel.
s. quickly away that the linen fell
Meath his foot.