The Honolulu republican. [volume] (Honolulu, T.H.) 1900-1902, 1901-11-24


az their husbands But for men Wen.
Why should they. on this one day in
seven when they might bask in the
sunshine and breathe air uupOlluted
Iy n01ious gas and hredamp shut
themselves within the narrow walls
20 Zion Church
Yet, strangely enough, on this par
urglar Sunday In May, every one Of
them manifested a determination 10 be
numbered in Parsou Marvin's flock.
and loud and earnest were the de-
uauds for shoe brushes and boiled
ehirts
n was old Tom CauEhey boss o. No.
shaft. who told Father Feeley the
reason as be stood hat in hand when
bis spiritual adviser came out from
carly mass.
IT'S no hard penance you'll put on
me. father. for goiu' 20 Pastor Mar
WINS church the day Sure it's little
Arthur thatll be preachin' TO the PEG
pie of Wymore Gap for the first time.
He's been away 20 college these three
years. an they do say he's smart
mau-him that took many ride down
iu the carriage with me. an has play
cd round the breakers ever since me
own Tim
Three hours later Arthur Marvin
stood with tightly folded arms, gazing
from his window across the square
90 the church which had been his
fathers charge, and which, according
90 the rules and regulations OF the de
nomination b. represented, might now
become his.
Eagerly be watched for each famil-
lar face In that slowly gathering con
Ia Neal
whose husband and son had been kill
ed i'm the explosion Of 81. She still
wore black. and she had company IN
plenty. for there were pretty Bessie
Mcguire. whose Dick had been
caught by a premature blast; and Liz
Dugan. whose husband OF three happy
months had gone down with the last
nasty caveIu: and-yes there was
dear old Caughey A band OF rusty
black stul hung around his Sunday
hat. though TO Arthur IL seemed years
since he and Tim-square- shouidered,
nrht-hearted ouestinteutioned Tim
had chased round the breakers to-
cpthcr. Then one day Tim had gone
down 10 work in his fathers shaft
and had never come up again. Just
one day, Arthur felt a strange grip on
his throat He turned from the win
dow as Caughey. with uncertain steps,
entered the unaccustomed place OF
worship.
They crossed the little square to
Ecther. Pastor Marvin. tall, stalwart
and proud despite his three score
years. Arthur a triae shorter and
fairer than his father bat with the
same determination In his bearing. ana
Trry No one I'm all WymOre Gap
knew Lucy's history. Pastor Marvin
had one day been called suddenly 10
Philadelphia and when he had come
back Lucy had come, too. Some said
she was the daughter of a boyhood
friend who In dying had bequeathed
the child % the Marvins. Another
uonular tale was that she was the
daughter OF a repentant parishioner
Re that as Il might. the gossips united
i'm declaring that Lucy had developed
i'm the placid life OF Zion parsonage
like a rare mountain flower, and that
N she did not In due time accept the
heart and hand OF Arthur Marvin
then truly would every tradition of pc
etic and romantic justice be shattered
Side by side walked father and son
down the center aisle and up the steps
To the haircloth sofa behind the gaunt
unloyelv pulpit Side by side they
sank on their knees. and old Caughey
ngryously fingered the crepe band or
his old fashioned derby, murmuring an
Ave" unconscious of its iucongruity
In this church. where there were nc
affairs nor candles nor sad-eyed Ma
donuas
when the simple Introductory sen
vice was finished Arthur arose, un
folded his manuscript and announced
4 md look EaH
almost wistfullv into the uplifted faces
OF the congregation. BY some strange
coincidence Mary MacNesl. Bessie
Mcguire. Lizzie Dugan and Caughey
sat close together on the right hand
aisle. His glance rested, as II hypnot
ired on that blur OF black Then. with
shaking hands he turned the first
page OF his sermon
ID was a dissertation on the resur
rectior of Lazarus. and the people lis
tened wOndgriuEly 20 his vivid word
pictures OF the scene. his sonorous pc
riods the infections of his rich. wei
trained voice For twenty minutes be
read on vet each word seemed "a
strike against q sounding board and
come back 90 him with a mocking
metallic ring Yes. Arthur Marvin
their Arthur whom they had known
and loved AS babe lad and youth. had
come back 20 them. knowing many
wonderful things and yet
They did NOT understand. but be did
IL MERGED his very soul Their disap
paintmont was pitiful In some way
he had failed them-how. they could
not say.
He reached his peroration. What
was he 20 tell them That men no
longer needed miracles 10 convince
them 81 the love and tenderness OF
Godg Suddenly before his eyes rose
a grayish mist. and IN the center Of II
stood out the black-robed group on
the righthand aisle. He falteTed.
stanmered a few words. and abruptly
folded his manuscript
Tho prayer which followed was
more cold. more hfeless than the ser
mon. Lucy. listening as one frozen IN
shocked surprise. forgot 70 bow her
head aud with wide open eyes watch
"a the face OF the Young preacher, now
aimost harsh in its sternness.
she slipped ont the side door ana ana
erft erect Cttll