People's voice. [volume] (Wellington, Sumner County, Kansas) 1890-1917, 1895-04-25

what amount Of accomplishment would
suffice, Mr.. Abram Harmon did not
condescend to designate.
But since some Of the events men,
toned 1t had come to be understood
between Katharine and her father that
should Dwight Harfield succeed at st.
Elizabeth's, he might be considered to
have accomplished something. This
gave the girl definite something to
look forward to. And the feeling that
she entertained as to the outcome was
not hope, but certainty. The faith Of
love gave to her that assurance Of sue
cess which even the declaration of that
high ecclesiastic, the bishop, did not
give to her father.
The momentous Sunday came. and
without seeing Dwight, Katharine
went early to church. The Harmon
pew was far to the front, and when the
young rector entered, his eyes could
scarcely help falling Immediately upon
the girl he loved. For single instant
a kindling, electric glance flashed be-
tween the two, and then Katharine
smiled a sweet, confident smile; Dwight
saw it, and he knew what 1t meant;
and a strong look came into his face,
and the line of his lips grew firm and
determined.
The chapel was crowded, the people
expectant. AS they came in, there were
upon the faces of some expressions OF
! commisseration, of others dignified res
ignation. But the young clergyman
looked down into the heart Of one per-
son there and saw trust and help and
love. And he grew strong, strong as
a very Samson of the gospel.
The services progressed, and the con-
gregation thought him wonderfully
self-possessed for a young man. He
read the lesson, and there were many
who thought his voice rich, powerful
and influencing.
The text of his sermon was peculiarly
appropriate: why are you troubled?
Why do thoughts arise in your hearts,?
and he drew from it a beautiful lesson
Of the eternal presence Of an actual and
living Christ.
Once or twice he glanced into Kath-
arine's face, and the look there buoyed
him up He forgot his audience. He
lost himself in his subject. He spoke
with fervor, an eloquence, direct
ness that thrilled the people before
him. The old. staid, respectable pillars
Of the church forgot to doze. The or
ganist, for once, forgot to admire his
own strong, beautiful, shapely hands,
The choir boys forgot their pranke, and
behaved like the little cherubS which
nobody ever mistook them for. Every
one listened. For the preacher COM
manded attention. He was a prophet
from God, with message to humanity.
After the sermon and service were
over the vestry found themselves the
masters Of the situation. Their cup Of
joy ran over when the leading banker
of the town, Mr.. Bullion, the dignified
and reticent, told as many of them az
he could get together that they had
shown wonderful prudence and fore
sight in securing the services of that
remarkably young man." And the YES
trymen were happy, for they had the
glory.
There were many who would have
fastened on to the young clergyman
himself, but as soon as he could he
slipped away and joined Katharine,
who was slowly, happily vending her
way home.
Katharine"
Dwight, you spoke like one in
spired"
Il was. But, oh! my dear girl, 1 am
so ashamed. l was inspired by
thoughts of you"
BE still, Dwight. I came with the
idea that l might help you. feel that
l had a message from a higher power
that 1 could give you in glance"
And you did It," he replied. Just
then the breathless Mr. Harmon over
took them. And as he wrung the
young mans hand he exclaimed:
Dwight, my boy, in that one sermon
you have accomplished much"
And what shall l understand by
that?" asked the clergyman.
Come into the house." said the old
man. There was smile upon his face,
a blush on Katharine's, and look Of
wonderful happiness shown from the
eyes of the rector Of st. Elizabeth's.