The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1900-01-11

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universe. ~ would rlHe to say. Let me
carry your basket. dear Felicia.
Felicia never looked so beautiful in
her life. She walked on little way
without even turning her face toward
him. 1t was no secret with her own
heart that she had given it to Stephen
some time ago Finally she turned and
said shyly, while her face grew rosy
and her eyes tender. why don't you
say it, them
"May II" cried Stephen. and he was
80 careless for minute of the way he
held the basket that Felicia exclaimed:
"Yesl But. oh. don drop my goodies" I"
why, l wouldn't drop anything so
precious for all the world. dear Fe-
licia, said Stephen. who now walked
on air for several blocks, and what else
was said during that walk is private
correspondence that we have no right
to read, only 1t is matter Of history that
day that the basket never reached its
direction late in the afternoon the
bishop. walking along quietly in q
rather secluded spot near the outlying
part Of the settlement district. heard a
familiar voice say, But tell me. Fe-
licia, when did you begin to love met"
fell in love with little pine shay
ing just above your ear that day saw
you in the shop" said the other voice.
with laugh so clear, SO pure, 20 sweet.
that II did one good to hes"''
The next moment thes' snop sarnsd
the corner and came upoy them.
Where are you going with that
baskets" he tried to say sternly.
"Ws're taking it to-where are we
taking 1t to, Feliciaf"
''Dear bishop. we are taking it home
to begin"-
"To begin housekeeping WITH" IN
ished Stephen, coming to the rescue.
"Are you" said the bishop II hope
you will invite me in to share. I know
what Felicia's cooking is"
Bishop, dear bishop" said Felicia,
and she did not pretend to hide her
happiness, ''indeed you shall always be
the most honored guest. Are you glad9"
Eyes, am." replied the bishop, in
terpreting Felicia's words as she wished.
Then he paused moment and said
gently, "God bless you both!" and went
his way, with tear in lis eye and a
prayer in his heart. and left them to
their joy.
Yes; shall not the same divine power
Of love that belongs to earth be lived
and sung by the disciples Of the man Of
sorrows and the burden bearer Of sins
Yea, verify! And this man and woman
shall walk hand in hand through this
great desert Of human woe in this city,
strengthening each other, growing
more loving with the experience Of the
worlds sorrows, walking in his steps
even closer yet because Of this love.
bringing added blessings to thousands
of wretched creatures because they are
to have q home of their own to share
with the homeless. "For this cause.
said our Lord Jesus Christ. "shall q
man leave his father and mother and
cleave unto his wife," and Felicia and
Stephen. following the Master. love him
with deeper. truer service and devotion
because Of the earthly affection which
heaven itself sanctions with its solemn
blessing.
| Now, IL was q little after the love
story of the settlement became part Of
its glory that Henry Maxwell Of Ray
mond came to Chicago with Rachel
Winslow and Virginia Page and Rollin
and Alexander Powers and President
Marsh, and the occasion was remark
able gathering at the hall Of the settle
ment. arranged by the bishop and Dr..
Bruce. who had finally persuaded Mr..
Maxwell and his fellow disciples Of
Raymond to come on to be present at
this meeting.
The bishop invited into the settle
ment hall meeting for that night men
out Of work, wretched creatures who
had lost faith in God and man, anar-
chists and infidels, freethinkers and no
thinkers The representatives Of all the
city's worst. most hopeless, most dam
gerous. depraved elements faced Henry
Maxwell and the other disciples when
the meeting began. and still the Holy
Spirit moved over the great. heaving.
selfish. pleasure loving. sin stained city.
and II lay in Gods hand. not moving
all that awaited II. Every man and
woman at the meeting that night had
seen the settlement motto over the door.
blazing through the transparency set
|up BY the divinity student. "What
Would Jesus Dot"
And Henry Maxwell. - for the Arst
time h ek~uvA6 nn6Ar H. &Aorwav.