Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1899-11-01

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year am very well and prefer to stay
here II was with feeling Of relief
that he succeeded in concealing from
every one but his wife what he had
done with this other family He felt
the need of doing anything Of that sort
without display or appr,,vaa f&om others
So the summer came on, and 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 we'll 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 a return Of the old normal condi-
ton. Meanwhile the whole body of dis
ciples 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 better knowledge. of the
Master
Early one evening in August after a
day of refreshing coolness following
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 IN 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. It 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 this2' would he write this
story7' 1t was society novel, written
in style that had proved popular II
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 8
story would SELL He was conscious Of
powers in his way that the social world
petted and admired. What would Jesu:
dot The question obtruded on him al
the most inopportune times. He be-
came irascible over it. The standard o.
Jesus as an author was too ideal o.
course Jesus would use his powers tx
produce something useful or helpful o.
with a purpose What was he, Jaspel
Chase. writing this novel fort Why
what nearly every writer wrote for
namely. money and fame as a writer
There was no secret with him that b.
was writing this new story with tina
object He was not poor and so had NJ
temptation to write for money, but b
was urged on by his desire for fame a
much as anything. He must write thi
kind of matter But what would Jesu
do9 The question plagued him eve1
more than Rachel's refusal Was b
going to break his promise7
AS he stood at the window RClli1
Page came out of the clubhouse just oI
posite Jasper noted his handsome fac
and noble figure as he started down tn
street He went back to his desk an
turned over some papers there. The
he returned to the window Rollin wa
walking down past the block. and Ra
chel Winslow was walking beside him
Rollin must have overtaEen her as sh
was coming from Virginia 8 that after
noon
Jasper watched the two figures unit
they disappeared in the crowd on til
walk Then he turned to his desk an
began to write When he had finishe
the last page of the last chapter Of h
book. it was nearly dark. What woul
Jesus do? He had finally answered tt
question by denying his Lord 1t gre
darker in Jasper's room. He had dell
erately chosen his course urged on +
his disappointment and loss.
'But Jesus said unto him, No mai
having put his hand to the plow an
looking back, is fit for the kingdom I
heaven"
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