The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1899-12-26


his elbow. watching it's quivering an
tennae and strange movements, snil-
| ing.
Even you" he whispered, "shall not
die. Even you he loves. Even you he
! will fold in his arms when he takes
everything and makes it perfect and
happy"
When the thing had gone, he smooth
ed the leaves of his Bible somewhat
caressngly. The leaves of that book
had dropped blood for him once. They
had taken the brightness out Of his
childhood. From between them had
sprung the visions that had clung
about him and made night horrible.
Adderlike thoughts had lifted their
heads, had shot out forked tongues at
him, asking mockingly strange, trivial
questions that he could not answer.
miserable enid:
Why did the women in Mark see only
one angel and the women in Luke two?
Could a story be told in opposite ways
and both ways be true? Could it?
Could it? Then, again: Is there moth
ing always right and nothing always
wrong? Could Jael, the wife of Heber
the kenite, put her hand to the nail
and her right hand to the workman's
hammer?" and could the Spirit of the
Lord chant paeans over her, loud
paeans, high paeans, set in the book of
the Lord. and no voice cry out it was a
mean and dastardly sin to lie and kill
the trusting in their sleep? Could the
friend of God marry his own sister
and be beloved, and the man who does
it today goes to hell, to hell! Was
there nothing always right or always
wrong?
u Those leaves had dropped blood for
him once. They had made his heart
heavy and cold; they had robbed his
childhood of it's gladness. Now his
fingers moved over them caressingly.
'sMy Father God knows, my Father
knows" he said. I'VE cannot under
stand. He knows After awhile he
whispered, smiling:''I heard your voice
this morning when my eyes were not
yet open. felt you near me, my Fa-
Their. Why do you love me sol" His
face was Illuminated. I'm the last
from me. know you are good; know
you love everything; know, know
know! | could not have borne it any
more, not any more" He laughed
softly. ''And all the while / was so
miserable you were looking at me and
loving me. and never knew it. But
know it now | feel it!'' said the
boy. and he laughed low. 81 feel it,
he laughed.
partly to chant. the disconnected verses
of hymns. those which spoke his glad
ness. many times over The sheep
with their senseless eyes turned to look
at him as he sang.
At last he lapsed into quiet. Then
as the boy lay there staring at bush
and sand he saw vision.
He had crossed the river of Death
and walked on the other bank in the
Lords land of Beulah. His feet sank
J into the dark grass. and he walked
alone. Then. far over the fields. he
} saw figure coming across the dark
green grass. AT first he thought it
must be one Of the angels. but as it
came nearer he began to feel what it
: was. And it came closer, closer to
him. and then the voice said. Come"
and he knew surely who it was He
ran to the dear feet and touched them
with his hands: yes, he held them fast.
He lay down beside them. When he
; the glorious eyes were loving him. and
they two were there alone together.
He laughed a deep laugh then start
ed up like one suddenly awakened
from sleep.
> 20 Cod" he cried. 81 cannot wait.
: cannot wait! want to die! ! want
to see him! want to touch him! Let
} me die!" He folded his hands. trem-
bling. How can wait so long-for
long. long years perhaps? ! want to
$ die-to see him. l will die any death!
(. Oh, let me come
= Weeping. he bowed himself and quiv-
cred from head to foot. After long
while he lifted his head.
g Yes; ! will wait. will wait. but not
e long. Do not let it be very long Jesus,
4 King. ! want you: oh. want YOU
: soon, soon!" He sat still staring across
e The plain with his fearful eyes.
S SERVICE NO. II.
e In the front room of the farmhouse
e sat rant Sannie in her elbow chair
a In her hand was her great brass clasp
o ed hymnbook; round her neck was q
/ clean white handkerchief; under hel
d feet was wooden stove. There. too
sat EN- and Lyndall in clean pinafores
5. and new shoes; there. too. were tho
t spruce Hottentot in a starched white
!. "cappje" and her husband on the Other
d side of the door. with his wool oileC
and very much combed out and staring
e at his new leather boots. The Katiil
J. servants were not there because Tant
y Sannie held they were descended from
s apes and needed no salvation. But til,
: rest were gathered for the Sunda.
$ service and waited the ofiiciator.
e Meanwhile Bonaparte and the Ger
n man approached arm in arm. Bona
parte respiendent in the black clotl
!. clothes, u spotless shirt and spotles
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