The Princeton union., 1899-10-12
THE PRINCETON UNION: THURSDAY, OCTOBER "a 1899

IURsD a Y OC'TO OBER II,
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So the summer came on, ard Henry
Maxwell grew into larger knowledge Of
his Lord. The First church was still
swayed by the power of the Spirit
Maxwell marveled at the continuance
of his stay. He knew very well that
from the beginning nothing but the
Spirits presence had kept the church
from being torn asunder by this re.
markable testing it had received Of its
discipleship Even now there were
many OF the members among those who
had not taken the pledge who regarded
the whole movement as Mrs. Winslow
did, In the nature of fanatical inter
probation of Christian duty and looked
for return of the old normal condi-
tlon. Meanwhile the whole body of dis
clples was under the influence of the
Spirit, and Henry Maxwell went his
way that summer doing his parish work
in great joy, keeping up his meetings
with the railroad men, as he had prom
ised Alexander Powers, and daily grow
ing into a better knowledge of the
Master
Early one evening in August after a
day OF refreshing GOODNESS, following a
long period Of heat. Jasper Chase walk
ed to the window of his room in the
apartment house on the avenue and
looked out.
On his desk lay pile Of manuscript.
Since that evening when he had spoken
to Rachel Winslow he had not met her
His singularly sensitive nature, sensi-
tive to the point of irritability when he
was thwarted. seemed to thrust him
into an isolation that was intensified
by his habits as an author
All through the heat Of the summer
he had been writing His book was
nearly done now He had thrown him.
self into its construction with feverish
strength that threatened at any moment
to desert him and leave him helpless
He had not forgotten his pledge with
the other church members at the First
church. 1t had forced itself upon his
notice all through his writing and ever
since Rachel had said no to him He
had asked a thousand times, "Would
Jesus do this?' would he write this
story?' twas a society novel, written
in style that had proved popular It
had no purpose except to amuse Its
moral teaching was not bad. but nei
ther was it Christian in any positive
way Jasper Chase knew that such a
story would sell. He was conscious of
powers in his way that the social world
petted and admired What would Jesus
do? The question obtruded on him at
the most inopportune times. He be-
came irascible over it. The standard of
Jesus as an author was too IDEAL Of
course Jesus would use his powers to
produce something useful or helpful or
with a purpose. What was he Jasper
Chase. writing this novel for? Why.
what nearly every writer wrote for
namely. money and fame as writer
There was no secret with him that he
was writing this new story with that
object. He was not poor and so had nc
temptation to write for money, but he
was urged on by his desire for fame as
much as anything. He must write this
kind Of matter: But what would Jesus
do2 The question plagued him even
more than Rachels refusal Was he
going to break his promise?
As he stood at the window Rollin
Page came out Of the clubhouse just op
posite. Jasper noted his handsome face
and noble figure as he started down the
street. He went back to his desk and
turned over some papers there. Then
he returned to the window Rollin was
walking down past the block, and Ra-
chel Winslow was walking beside him
Rollin must have overtaken her as she
was coming from Virginia. 8 that after
noon.
Jasper watched the two figures until
they disappeared in the crowd on the
walk Then he turned to his desk and
began to write When he had finished
the last page of the last chapter of his
book, it was nearly dark. What would
Jesus do2 He had finally answered the
question by denying his Lord It grew
darker in Jasper's room He had delib-
| eraIe1y CHOSEN MS course, urged on Dy
his disappointment and loss.
"But Jesus said unto him, No man,
having put his hand to the plow and
looking back. is fit for the kingdom of
heaven"
CHAPTER VIII.
What is that to thee7 Follow thou me.
When Rollin started down the street
that afternoon that Jasper stood looking
out Of his window. he was not thinking
of Rachel Winslow and did not expect
to see her anywhere. He had come sud-
denly upon her as she turned into the
avenue, and his heart had leaped up at
the sight Of her. He walked along by
her now rejoicing, after all, in a little
moment Of this earthly love he could
not drive out of his life.