Bisbee daily review., 1906-03-11

"Let us rest here for little whpe," said William carruthers. "here in this most sol- eInn part of the cathedral The very air seems filled with the spirit of phrity and innocence"
 The two men had entered the long. dim gallery of the great ednce, and af William spoke he leaned lightly upon thf railing gazing absently down into the eepths of the nave. It was late afternoon. and the November sun was going down in glory of golden light. The long. slanting beams smote full on the chaneel window. bSinging out its rare design and illuminatibg the divine faces in it with an almost unearthy loveliness. Radiant shafts os mingled color. rose and gold and violet. streamed across the altar and then faded away among the dark woodwork of the pews.
 The silence of the place was Intense. when suddenly someone began to touch softly the keys of the great organ. Sweet ly the notes rose and fell. threading the intricate mazes of a dreamy. wondering prelude until. hurrying through joyous creseendo passages. they burst into full diapason. The theme was wagner's, and the hands Of the hidden musician were bringing out the idea of the great master with notable sympathy and power. The calm of great peace lay upon Will lam Carruthers. It seemed to him that ail that was worldly or selfish in his nature was being borne away on the tide of the sacred music. The thoughts of his own existence came to him and he realized that he was standing among the shadows Of his own wasted life. and that now, for the nrst time in his thiI ty-seven years. he had emerged so far from them as to be able 10 behold the possible happiness of future used alright.
 Time passed. The organ was still. but he did not seem to know it. He had drifted beyond the power of sight and sound. drifted away from himself and the things that had hitherto gone to make up his misspent life. He stood alone. face tO face with a new, dimly formed desire, trembling, yet ecstatic. as one might Stand in the presence of divinity.
 'Carruthers,' said his friend, If you intend standing there all night staring over the railing, I must leave you. The or ganist has gone home. and it is quite time that I, at least, should follow the exam pie"
 The words reused the meditator. In an instant the veil of divine inspiration fell from him, and he stood forth in his old likeness, yet not without a trace of that mysterious ecstasy upon his face, like one who. having been given one feeting glimpse of heaven, finds the gate closed suddenly and himself in the outer gloom
 "I am ready" he said In an odd, con strained voice. He turnel and walked back to where his friend was seated Then he took one last look at at the radiant chanceI window. And as he looked, a small door near the chancel swung noiselessly on It's hinges and a woman came forth and stood In plain view of both men. Her face was lifted slightly toward the chancel window, ard the mellow light therefrom fell full upon her tow, sweet brow and tender eyes. 'The organist," said Carruthers's friend, as the woman walked through the cathedral and passed out noiselessly.
 Both men were startled but to carruthers the chill sense of despair which swept over him was all the keener for the hope and