Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1900-02-19

! CrOSS meetings down In the RocCdnSlo.
WHAT Rachel Winslowl Do you
know what you are saying? Do you
know what sort of people those are
down there? o.
Rachel almost quailed before her
mother For moment she shrank back
and was silent
81 know very we'll That is the rea-
son | am going Mr.. and Mrs. Gray
have been working there several weeks
/ I learned only this morning that they
wanted singers from the churches to
help them in their meetings. They use
a tent. 1t is in part of the city where
Christian work is most needed. I shall
offer them my help. Mother - Rachel
cried out with the first passionate ut
terance she had yet used, 81 want to do
something that will cost me something
in the way of sacrifice. I know you will
to suffer something. What have we
done all our lives for the suffering, sim
ming side of Raymond How much
have we denied ourselves or given Of
our personal ease and pleasure to bless
the place in which we live or initiate
the life of the Saviour Of the world?
Are we always to go on doing as So
ciety selfshly dictates, moving on it's
narrow little round of pleasures and
entertainments and never knowing the
pain OF things that cost?''
''Are you preaching at me?' asked
Mrs. Winslow slowly. Rachel under
stood her mothers words.
mo; am preaching at myself, :" she
replied gently. She paused moment
as if she thought her mother would say
something more and then went out of
the room When she reached her own
room. she felt that, so far as her moth
er was concerned, she could expect no
sympathy or even fair understanding
from her
She kneeled down. 1t is safe to say
that within the two weeks since Henry
Maxwell's church had faced that shah
by figure with the faded hat more mem
bers of his parish had been driven to
their knees in prayer than during all
the previous term of his pastorate
When she rose, her beautiful face
was wet with tears. She sat thought
fully little while and then wrote
note to Virginia Page. She sent it to
her by messenger and then went down
stairs again and told her mother that
she and Virginia were going down to
the Rectangle that evening to see Mr..
and Mrs. Gray, the evangelists.
"Virginia's uncle, DR.. West, will go
with us if she goes. | have asked her to
call him up by telephone and go with
US The doctor is friend of the Grays
and attended some of the meetings last
winter.
Mrs. Winslow did not say anything.
Her manner showed her complete dis
approval of Rachel's course, and Rachel
felt her unspoken bitterness
About 7 o'clock the doctor and Vir-
ginia appeared, and together the three
started for the scene of the White Cross
meetings
The Reetangle was the most notori-
GUS district in all Raymond. 1t was III
the territory close by the great railroad
shops and the packing houses The slum
and tenement district of Raymond con-
gested its most wretched elements about
the Rectangle This was a barren field
used in the summer by circus COM
panies AID wandering showmen. 1t
was shut in by rows of saloons, gam
bling bells and cheap, dirty boarding
and lodging houses.
The First church Of Raymond had
never touched the Rectangle problem.
It was too dirty, too coarse. too sinful,
too awful, for close contact. Let us be
honest. There had been an attempt to
cleanse this sore spot by sending down
an occasional committee Of singers, Of
Sunday school teachers or gospel Wis
itors from various churches, but the
church Of Raymond as an institution
had never really done anything to make
the Rectangle any less stronghold of
the devil as the years went by
Into this heart Of the coarse part OF
the sin of Raymond the travelling evan
gelist and his brave little wife had
pitched a good sized tent and begun
meetings. It was the spring Of the year,
and the evenings were beginning to be
pleasant The evangelists had asked for
the help Of Christian people and had
received more than the usual amount
of encouragement but they felt a great
need of more and better music. During
the meetings on the Sunday just gone
the assistant at the organ had been
taken i'll The volunteers from the city
were few and the voices of ordinary
quality
There will be small meeting to-
night. John, said his wife as they en-
tered the tent a little after Z o'clock
and began to arrange the chairs and
light up.
eyes 1 think so. Mr., Gray was
small, energetic man, with pleasant
voice and the courage Of a highborn
fighter He had already made friends
in the neighborhood, and one of his
converts heavy faced man, who had
inst came in began to help in the ar