The Princeton union., 1899-10-12

ing, ana men and women Wept as ne
spoke. Donald Marsh sat there, his
usual erect, handsome, firm, bright,
self confident bearing all gone, his
head bowed upon his breast, the great
tears rolling down his cheeks, unmind-
full of the fact that never before had he
shown outward emotion in a public
service. Edward Norman near by sat,
with his clear cut, keen face erect, but
his lip trembled and he clutched the end
of the pew with a feeling of emotion
that struck deep into his knowledge Of
the truth as Maxwell spoke Of it. No
man had given or suffered more to in
duence public opinion that last week
| than Norman. The thought that the
Christian conscience had been aroused
too late or too feebly lay with weight
of accusation upon the heart of the
editor. What if he had begun to do
as Jesus would long ago? Who could
tell what might have been accomplished
by this time? And up in the choir
Rachel Winslow, with her face bowed
on the railing Of the oak screen, gave
way to feeling she had not yet al
lowed to master her, but it SO untitled
her for her part that when Henry Max
we'll finished and she tried to sing the
closing solo after the prayer her voice
broke, and for the first time in her life
she was obliged to sit down sobbing and
unable to go on.
Over the church in the silence that
followed this strange scene, sobs and
the noise Of weeping arose. When had
the First church yielded to such bap-
tism of tears? What had become Of it's
regular, precise, cold, conventional Or
der Of service, undisturbed by any vul-
gar emotion and unmoved by any fool
ish excitement? But the people had
lately had their deepest convictions
touched. They had been living so long
on their surface feelings that they had
almost forgotten the deeper wells of
life. Now that they had broken to the
surface the people were convinced of
the meaning Of their discipleship.
Henry Maxwell did not ask this
morning for volunteers to join those
who had already pledged to do as Jesus
would, but when the congregation had
finally gone and he had entered the lee
ture room it needed but glance tc
show him that the original company Of
followers had been largely increased.
The meeting was tender. 1t gloweG
with the Spirits presence; it was alive
with strong and lasting resolve to begir
a war on the whisky power of Ray
mond that would break it's reign. Since
the first Sunday when the first company
of volunteers had pledged themselves tt
do as Jesus would do the different meet
ings had been characterized by distinct
impulses or impressions. Today the en-
!: tire force of the gathering seemed to b.
directed to this one large purpose. I
was meeting full of broken prayers
; of contrition, confession, Of strong
yearning for new and better city life
: and all through it ran the one genera
cry for deliverance from the saloon ant
it's awful curse.
But if the First church was deeply
stirred by the events of the week gon'
the Rectangle also felt moved strongl.
in it's own way. The death Of Loree,
was not in itself so remarkable fact
It was her recent acquaintance will
the people from the city that lifted he
into special prominence and surrounde'
+ her death with more than ordinary i1n
+ portance. Every one in the Rectangl
knew that Loreen was at this momen
a lying in the Page mansion up on tn
, avenue. Exaggerated reports of tn
+ magnifcence of the casket had alread,
, furnished material for eager gossip
The Rectangle was excited to know tn
a details of the funeral Would it
public? What did Miss Page intend t
n do? The Rectangle had never befor
. mingled even in this distantly persona
y manner with the aristocracy on tn
y boulevard. The opportunities for doin
so we're not frequent. Gray and hi
l. wife were besieged by inquiries as
a what Loreen's friends and acquain1
ances were expected to do in payin
n their last respects to her, for her az
a quaintance was large, and many Of th
f recent converts were among her friends
y So that is how it happened Monda
j. afternoon at the tent that the funer;
y service Of Loreen was held before a
, immense audience that choked the ten
4 and overhowed beyond all previor
is bounds. Gray had gone to Virgini;
"a and after talking it over with her an
n Henry Maxwell the arrangements ha
Ia been made.
d II am and always have been oppose
to large public funerals" said Ora.
It whose complete, wholesome simplicit
n of character was one of its great source
n Of strength, 'but the cry of the POI
ID creatures who knew Loreen is so earne
II that do not know how to refuse the
" desire to see her and pay her poor bod
y some last little honor. What do yc
a think, Mr.. MAXWELL I will be guide
ID by your Judgment in the matter. a.
a. sure that whatever you and Miss Pat
ID think is best will be right"
a II feel as you do, " replied Mr.. Ma:
8, well. ''Under most circumstances
" have a great distaste for what seen
b like display at such times, but tn
h seems different. The people at the Re-
st tangle will not come here to servic
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