The indicator., 1904-12-03

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"Where'a BillY' she said. Bring him
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found him at the back OF the house.
~Aren't you coming in, Bill?' 1 said.
mo; | guess there's plenty without
me-" he said in his slow way.
"You'd better come in: the service Is
going TO begin" urged.
Don't seem as If cared for to hear
anythin' much. | amt much used to
preachln'. anyway" said Bill, with
careful Indifference. but he added to
himself, Except his, OF course"
"Come in. Bill" l urged. 1T win
ook queer, you know" but Bill re-
Piled:
81 guess I'll not bother" adding after
a pause, you see, there's them vim
min turnin' on the water works, and
ike as not they'd swamp me sure"
~That's So" said HI, who was stand
ng near, in silent sympathy with his
friends grief.
l reported to Gwen, who answered
n her old imperious way, Tell him
want him" | took Bill the message.
why didn't you say so before?'' he
,aid. and. starting up. he passed into
he house and took up his position be-
lind Ovens chair. Opposite. and lean
ing against the door, stood the Duke
with look of quiet earnestness on his
handsome face. At his side stood the
Hon. Fred Ashley and behind him the
Old Timer, looking bewildered and
woe stricken. The Pilot had filed
large place in the old mans life. The
rest of the men stood about the room
md filed the kitchen beyond. all quiet,
yolemn. sad.
In Ovens room, the one farthest In,
lay the Pilot, stately and beautiful un-
Ter the magic touch of death. And as
[ stood and looked down upon the
quiet face saw why Gwen shed no
tear, but carried look of serene tri-
nmph. She had read the face Alright.
The lines Of WEAKNESS that had been
growing so painfully clear the last few
months were smoothed out, the look
Of care was gone and in place of wea-
dness and care was the proud smile of
victory and peace. He had met his
toe and was surprised to find his terror
gone.
The service was beautiful in its sim
plicity. The minister, the Pilots chief,
had come out from town to take
charge He was rather little man,
but sturdy and well set. His face was
burned and scared with the suns and
trosts he had braved for years. Still
In the prime of his manhood, his hair
and beard were grizzled and his face
deep lined, for the tolls and cares of a
pioneer missionary's life are neither
few nor light. But out of his kindly
blue eye looked the heart of a hero,
and as he spoke to us we felt the
prophets touch and caught CLEAN of
the prophets fire.
II have fought the fight" he read.
The ring in his voice lifted up all our
heads, and as he pictured to us the life
Of that battered hero who had written
these words saw Bills eyes begin to
yleam and his lank figure straighten
but its lazy angles. Then he turned the
leaves quickly and read again: LET not
gour heart be troubled. In my
Fathers house are many mansions"
His voice took a lower, sweeter tone;
he looked over our heads. and for few
moments spoke of the eternal hope.
Then he came back to US and, looking
round into the faces turned SO eagerly
to him. talked to US of the Pilot-how
1t first he had sent him to us with fear
and trembling-he was SO young-but
how he had come to trust in him and to
rejoice in his work and to hope much
from his life. Now 1t was all over; but
be felt sure his young friend had not
vtven his life in vain. He paused as
he looked from one to the other till bis
eyes rested on Owens face. was
startled, as believe he was. too, at the
smihs that parted her lips, SO evidently
saying, "Yes, but how much better /
know than you"
"Yes," he went on, after a pause, an
gwering her smile, you all know better
than l that bis work among you will
not pass away with his removal. but
sndure while you i've" and the smile
on Ovens face grew brighter. And
now you must not grudge him his re-
ward and his rest and his
home" And Bill. nodding his head slow
b, said under his breath. THAT'S So"
Then they sang that hymn Of the
aawning glory Of Immanuel's land,
Lady Charlotte playing the organ and
the Duke leading with clear, steady
voice verse after verse. When they
came to the last verse the minister
made sign, and while they waited be
read the words:
"I'ye wrestled on toward heaven
'Gainst storm and wind and tide"
And so on to that last victorious cp-
"I hail the glory dawninE
In Immanuel's land
For a moment 1t looked as II the
singing could not go on, for tears were
on the minister's face and the women
were beginning to sob, but the Dukes
clear. quiet voice caught up the song
and steadied them all to the end.
After the prayer they all went in
and looked at the Pilots face and
passed out, leaving behind only thoos
that knew him best The Duke and
the Hon. Fred stood looking down up
on the quiet face.
1.-THE country has lost good man.
Duke" said the Hon. Fred. The Duke
bowed silently. Then Lady Charlotte
came and gazed moment.
"Dear Pilot" she whispered, her
tears falling fast Dear, dear Pilotl
Thank God for you! You have done
much for me-" Then she stopped and
kissed him on his cold lips and on his
forehead.
Then Gwen seemed to suddenly