The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1906-03-04
cHAPTEA vIII.-continued.

cd the breakwnter and were gliding
slowly past the wharyes towards the
landlng-stage.
suddenly Helena clutched hold OF Bn-
sIl's nrm.
20 BASIL" she whispered, how beau
tIfuI-look. Guarding the lnro)pt!'
he turned and followed the direction
Of her glance
An enormous crucilx. more than life
s,ze. planted In tho ground, rose from
the low cliffs on the right for all enter
ing the horbour to see.
They watched the symbol in silence
as the passengers Chartered on every
eide and gathered UP their rugs and
handbags.
ciortre slipped his arm through Hell
| enn's
The remainder was 30 vivid and sud-
den II affected them powerfully. They
we're both people of tho world. living
in II and enjoying the pleasures of life
that came In their way. Gortre was not
one OF those narrow, and even iilbred,
young priests with 81 text for ever on
hts lips. sort OF inopportune concor-
dance, with an unpleasant favour OF
omniscicnee. His religion and Helena's
was too deep and nbrous thing for
commonpIaces about 1t. II did not con-
tnually effervesce within and break forth
In minute and constant bubbles. losing
all It's sincerity and beauty by the vu-
gar wear and tear Of n verbal trick.
| But 1t was always and for ever with
linn n transmitting force which changed
his life each hour In d way OF which
tbs nominal believer has no conception.
letter he had once written to Hell
sna during n holiday compressed all his
belief, and his Joy In his belief, into a
few short lines Thus had run the
sincere and simple statement unadorned
by any effort OF literary grace to give
II point and forcc:--
Day by day as your letters come I go
on saying my prayers for you. and
with you. in fresh faith and confidence.
You know that absolutely triist the
Lord Jesus Christ. who is. 7 believe. the
God who made the worlds, and that
FRAY to Him continually, relying on His
promises.
II keep on reading nil sides OF tho
question. as your father does also, and
while admitting all that honest criti-
cism and sincere intellectual doubt can
teach me. and freely conceding that
there Is no infalllble record In the New
Testament. grow more and more con-
WINGED that the Gospels and Paul's let
tors relate facts and not imaglnations
or htkllucinations And the more
strongly my intellect is convinced
70 much more does my heart delight
in love of God. who has given Him
self for me. How magnificent is that
finale OF st Johns Gospel! Thomas
path unto Him. Ny Lord and NV Cod
And then. how exquisite Ia the supple
mcnt about the manifestation at the lake
side. Imagine the skill OF the literary
man who invented that. Fancy such
man existing in A. D. $50 or thereabouts.
see Mrs. Humphry Ward says 4, was
.a,a.as nd h,a s,sciples thought IL was
,ant. An sba "a a literary person...
Go as The lovers elided SLOWLY past
az i,,.t, .,,,r,to, a, c,o,,.s main tho vor-
10, q, .raJr hearts ,ot,nd hut little utter
anno -, ,boir lin. though thew were
sn.r,,. ,o,,cbed
:, sae,,,sd a pood omen IN welcome them
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gage anu 20 see :. e"tousn ~. . ,vi. e.
ana tie .nfee o,h.,s .eso'eu ~ "a,A -, =.
.ne too'iis "i1eh ny i.au .,". -. -. LIZ, In
rauoouis We m ". 'Ae -
per''u .iio eia'ea"'
They passed over the railway limo In
the middle OF the road. and past the
cafes which cluster around the landing
stage into the quaint market place. with
the great Gothic Cathedral Church OF
al JACQUES upon oIe sue. anu VIC eoao'-
sal statue OF Duqnesne, surrounded ny
baskets OF spring flowers. IN the center.
To Helena Byars that simple progress
was one of nnalloyed excitement and de-
Hight. Tho small and why soldiers. IN
their unfamiliar uniforms: an officer sip
ping vermouth IN cafe. with spurs,
sword and helmet shining IN the sun;
two black priests, with huge furry hats
all the moving color OK the scene gave
her now and deilshtiui sensations.
It's NIL so different: she said breath
essly so bright and gay. What Is that
red thing over tho tobacco shop. and that
little brass dish over the hair-dresser's?
Think of Walktown or Stafford, now
The house in the Faubourg de Ia Barre
was Kept by sadame warmer. VINO
rpoke English well. and was In the habit
OF letting her rooms TO English people.
A late dejeuner WAS ready for them.
me on,eaette was a feVe,atlon nv, 20 re
lena, ana inc rosnons sautes n,led ner