Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1899-10-04

will be here. Henry Maxwell said as
he sat there. his face showing marks Of
the strain of the weeks vigil, for he
had insisted on sitting up nearly every
night
81 shall never see her in this world,
the man whispered Then he uttered
with great difficulty the words: "You
have been good to me. Somehow l feel
! as if it was what Jesus would do. >
After a few moments he turned his
head slightly. and before Henry Max
we'll could realize the fact tho doctor
said HE is gone.
The Sunday morning that dawned on
the city of Raymond was exactly like
the Sunday of the week before. Henry
Maxwell entered his pulpit to face one
of the largest congregations that had
ever crowded First church. He was
haggard and looked as if he had just
risen from long illness. His wife was
at home with the little girl who had
come on the morning train an hour aft
er her father died. He lay in that spare
room. his troubles over, and Henry
Maxwell could see the face as he opened
the Bible and arranged his different
notices on the side of the desk as he had
been in the habit of doing for ten years.
The service that morning contained q
new element No one could remember
when the minister had preached In the
Ao n
fact. he had done SO occasionally when
he first entered the ministry, but for
long time he had carefully written out
every word of his morning sermon and
nearly always his evening discourse as
well. 1t cannot be said that his sermon
this morning was very striking or i'm
pressive. He talked with considerable
hesitation. 1t was evident that some
great idea struggled in his thought for
utterance. but it was not expressed in
the theme he had chosen for his preach
ing. 1t was near the close of his sermon
that he began to gather certain
strength that had been painfully lack
ing Mt the beginning He closed the
Bible. and, stepping out at the side of
the desk, he faced his people and began
to talk to them about the remarkable
scene of the week before.
"Our brother '-SomehOw the words
sounded a little strange coming from
Henry Maxwells lips-''passed away
this morning. have not yet had time
to learn all his history. He had one Sis
ter living in Chicago. l have written
her and have not yet received an an
swer. His little girl is with US and will
remain for the time.
He paused and looked over the house.
He thought he had never seen so many
earnest faces during the entire pastor
ate He was not able yet to tell his peo-
pie his experiences. the crisis through
which he was even now moving, but
something of his feeling passed from
him to them, and it did not seem to
him that he was acting under a careless
impulse at all to 90 on and break to
them this morning something Of the
message he bore in his heart. So he
went on:
"The appearance and words Of this
stranger in the church last Sunday
made very powerful impression on
me. I am not able to conceal from you
or myself the fact that what he said,
followed, as it has been, by his death
in my house. has compelled me to ask
as never asked before, What does fol-
lowing Jesus meanS' I am not in po-
sition yet to utter any condemnation
Of this people or, to certain extent, OF
myself, either in our Christlike rela-
tions to this man or the number he rep
resents in the world. But all that does
not prevent me from feeling that much
that the man said was so vitally true
that we must face it in an attempt to
answer it or else stand condemned as
Christian disciples. A good deal that
was said here last Sunday was in the
nature of challenge to Christianity as
it is seen and felt in our churches. l
have felt this with increasing emphasis
every day since, and do not know
that any time is more appropriate than
the present for mo to propose plan or
a purpose which has been forming in
my mind as satisfactory reply to
much that was said here last Sunday"
Again Henry Maxwell paused and
looked into the faces of his people
There were some strong. earnest men
and women in the First church. The
minister could see Edward Norman,
editor of the Raymond Daily News. He
had been a member of First church for
ten years. No man was more honored
in the community There was Alexan-
der Powers. superintendent of the rail-
road shops. There was Donald Marsh,
president of Lincoln college. situated in
the suburbs of Raymond There was
Milton Wright. one of the great mer-
chants of Raymond. having in his EN-
ploy ut least 100 men in various shops
There was Dr. West. who. although
still comparatively young. was quoted
as authority in special surgical cases.
There was young Jasper Chase, the
author. who had written one successful
book and was said to he ut work on
new novel. There was Miss Virginia
Page, the hcirrSs. who through the re-
cent death of her father had inherited
a million at least and was gifted with
unusual attractions of person and in
tellrct. And. not least of all, Rachel
Winslnw from her seat in the choir
gluwcd with her peculiar beauty of
light this morning because she was 80
intensely interested in the whole scene.
There was some reason perhaps, in
view of such material in the First
church, for Henry Maxwell's feeling of
satisfaction whenever he considered his