Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1899-08-16

Gays tna6 sOHleC1neS come AFTER long
periods Of wind and rain and mud. The
air was clear and bracing, the sky was
free from all threatening signs, and ev-
cry one in Henry Maxwell's parish pre-
pared to go to church. When the service
opened at II o'clock, the large building
was filled with an audience of the best
dressed, most comfortable looking PEG.
pie in Raymond.
The First church of Raymond be
heved in having the best music that
money could buy, and its quartet choir
this morning was a great source OF
pleasure to the congregation. The an
them was inspiring All the music was
in keeping with the subject Of the SER
mon. And the anthem was an elaborate
adaptation to the most modern music,
of the hymn:
Jesus, ! my cross have taken,
All to leave and follow thee.
Just before the sermon the soprano
sang a solo, the we'll brown hymn:
Where he leads me vi follow
I'll go with him, with m all the way.
Rachel Winslow looked very bcauti.
full that morning as she stood up be,
hind the screen of carved oak which
was Significantly marked with the en-
blems of the cross and the crown. He1
voice was even more beautiful than
her face, and that meannt great deal.
There was a general rustic of expecta-
ton over the audience as she arose.
Henry Maxwell settled himself content
edly behind the pulpit. Rachel Wins
lows singing always helped him. He
generally arranged for a song before
the sermon. 1t made possible a certain
inspiration Of feeling that he knew
made his delivery more impressive
People said to themselves they had
never heard such singing even in the
First church. It is certain that if it
had not been church service her solo
would have been vigorously applauded.
1t even seemed to Henry Maxwell when
she sat down that something like an at
tempted clapping Of hands or striking
Of feet on the floor swept through the
church. He was startled by it. AS he
rose, however, and laid his sermon on
the open Bible he said to himself he
had been deceived. Of course it could
not occur. In a few moments he was
absorbed in his sermon, and everything
else was forgotten in the pleasure of
the delivery.
No one had ever accused Henry Max
we'll of being dull preacher On the
contrary, he had often been charged
with being sensational, not in what he
said so much as in his way of saying
it. But the First church people liked
that. It gave their preacher and their
parish pleasant distinction that was
agreeable
It was also true that the pastor of
the First church loved to preach. He
seldom exchanged. He was eager to be
in his own pulpit when Sunday came.
There was an exhilarating half hour
for him as he stood facing a church full
Of people and knew that he had hear
ing He was peculiarly sensitive to
variations in the attendance He never
preached well before small audience.
The weather also affected him decided
~. He was at his best before just such
an audience as faced him now, on just
such morning He felt glow of sat-
isfaction as he went on. The church
was the first in the city. 1t had the best
choir. 1t had a membership composed
of the leading people, representatives
OF the wealth, society and intelligence
Of Raymond. He was going abroad on
a three months vacation in the sum-
mer, and the circumstances of his pas
torate, his influence and his position as
pastor of the first church in the city
It is not cert:in that the Rev. Henry
Maxwell knew just how he could carry
on all that thought in connection with
his sermon, but as he drew near the
end of it he knew that he had at some
point in his delivery had all these feel
ings. They had entered into the very
substance of his thought. It might
have been all in a few seconds of time,
but he had been conscious Of defining
his position and his emotions as we'll as
if he had held soliloquy, and his de-
livery partook Of the thrill of deep per-
sonal satisfaction.
The sermon was interesting. It was
full of striking sentences. They would
have commanded attention printed.
Spoken with the passion of dramatic
utterance that had the good taste never
to offend with a suspicion of ranting or
defamation, they were very effective.
If the Rev. Henry Maxwell that morn
ing felt satisfied with the conditions of
his passionate. the parish of First church
also had similar feeling as it congrat-
ulated itself on the presence in the pull
pit Of this scholarly. refined, somewhat
striking face and figure, preaching
with such animation and freedom from
all vulgar. noisy or disagreeable man
nerism.
Suddenly, into the midst Of this per.
feet accord and concord between preach
or and audience, there came very re-
markable interruption. It would be
difficult to indicate the extent of the
shock which this interruption measured.
1t was SO unexpected. so entirely con-
trary to any thought of any person
present, that it offered no room for
argument or, for the time being, of re-
sistance.
The sermon had come to close. The
Rev. Henry Maxwell had turned the
half of the big Bible over upon his
manuscripts and was about to sit down
as the quartet prepared to rise and
sing the closing selection.
All for Jesus, all for Jesus,
All my beings ransomed powers,
when the entire congregation was star
tied by the sound of A mans voice. It