The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1902-02-27

obedience to nobody-pope nor bishop
nor abbot-only to what the vain fools
call their inner light guiding them in
the Interpretation of Holy Writ, A
new order! A new disorder would be
filter name for them!"
"But who appoints them to preach?
Who fixes the limit and sphere of their
duties?''
They have no fixed sphere; that is
one of their pernicious tenets. The
blasphemous knaves say that they are
moved of the Holy Spirit in their choice
of place and season for preaching, and
that this is higher mandate than the
ordination of bishops; but practically
it means that they begin when they
like, leave off when they like, and go
where they like-a subversion of all or
der and authority in matters religious,
which only crazy academic doctor,
whom the Church has not rewarded ac-
cording to his own opinion of his de-
serts, could have conceived"
"And do they preach what they
like?"
Practically any raw absurdity that
hits their ignorant fantasy. In theory
they preach the gospel as delivered in
Holy Writ, without Difference to the in
depreciation of the Church. Their
subtle founder pampers their self-con-
ceit by making them believe that the
light comes from within themselves,
through the special operation of the
Holy Spirit. In truth, they give out
only what he puts in. They are
sponges, which imagine they give forth
water generated by a spring within
themselves, when they but return the
foul slops sucked up from the heretic's
overlooking ORWELL
Thus had the eloquent Chowley been
discoursing before Reginald's entrance,
and had proceeded to deal with Ralph
Hardelot, who had come to Sudbury
few days before in the garb of Wyclif-
fan "poor priest. To him and his
crack-brained advocacy of seizing the
goods of the Church to cover the ex-
pense of the bars, on the ground that
they were meant for the relief of the
poor. and that the ministers of religion
should be supported by voluntary
aims, Chowley had attributed the dis
turbance of the day in the town. But
he had limited that he would soon put
stopper in the mouth of the young idiot.
Obscure cloisterer though Chowley was,
he had more influence than people
might give him credit for, and he
would take care that Ralph Hardelot
did not carry his heresy much further.
He had just said this, and was puff
ing out his cheeks with an air of great
importance, much satisfied with the
effect of his eloquence, when Reginald
HardelOt was ushered in.
All eyes were turned on the newcom-
er and his gay livery. His easy chat
with the landlord was listened to on
the lower floor, and attention drawn to
the details of his costume in whispers
the badge of the White Hart, which
was observed to correspond with the
sign of the hostel, though much more
finely drawn, the tight hose of altern-
ate white and red, which showed to adj
vantage the shapely limbs of the wear
er, the strip of buff leather on the
inside of the calf, which protected the
leg in riding.
BY Reginald's advent the eloquent
canon was left without an audience.
He did not relish this, and he was
much piqued besides at the young
mans cool, cavalier manner and abso-
lutte inattention to himself. He was
not the man to put up with it: his
face, already flushed with oratorical
effort, assumed a still redder hue; and
inwardly tuning, but trying hard to
keep cool, he collected his ideas with
view of putting the young jackanapes
in his proper place.
"And how is my good lord, your
uncle, the archbishop" asked the host,
very much delighted with Reginald's
familiarity, and speaking in loud,
clear voice, SO that nobody should miss
the rank of his guest. ''It may be in
manner grief to him." he contin-
ued, in a soft confidential tone, when
Reginald had answered the question,
"that your brother Ralph should have
turned Lollard, if so be that he has
turned Lollard, which / can scarce be-
lieve, for Master Ralph was youth of
a fine spirit, though little headstrong,
and maybe this Lollardy is but pass
ing jest"
But Reginald was not prepared to
discuss this with him and rose to go.
81 think" he said, "you told me l
should find my brother about St. Greg
ory's churchyard?"
"Yes," said the host. Anyways, l
saw him WALKING thitherward hut half
an hour ago, and know he is used to