The San Francisco call., 1906-06-17
continued ZION Last sunday

Two hours later he came home, full OF
response 10 the beckoning April, reresd
the carefully composed sentences ii
which he had attempted to reinstate ir
the universe the God Winslow had ell
bowed out tore the manuscript in shreds
and gave his mood expression in dozen
pages or more Of very different sort.
Barker lost no time, after receiving
Naughan's message. in making ready g
notice for the Sentinel. 1t read as fol
lows: Next Sunday being All Fools
Day q service viii be held for the ID.
P l. in the Methodist church. ser
mon viii be preached TO Fools by 9
Fool" Saturday night the significant
row OF lighted candles appeared on Main
street, announcing a business meeting
and every member ef the D. P. 1 who
could get there came.
Sunday morning the little church was
packed 10 the doors with q motley as
sembly. men and women. high and low,
the grave and the gay. There was some
jesting as they met outside, but inside
decoreus behavior prevailed. The usual
hymn, the usual prayer opened the SER
vices. and then the preacher gave out
his text; 4 said OF laughter, il is mad
Joyous as the spring influences which
entered his veins that day on the Geiger
Grade were the words in which he de-
scribed the innocent. untamed laughter
of childhood the sweet madness of
youth. Thence he led them, by story
and instance and quotation, TO hear the
jubilant cutcry eff triumph, the Grooming
OF humer. the piping of wit, the shout of
ripe manhood, the cackle Of age-all
mad,
They heard il. They saw figure after
figure fall On the screen Of their ina gina
ton Then came hush, like darkness,
before the exquisite voice went on: 20
potent laughter. woe to the earnest man,
II you creep into the links of his armorl
Woe TO the leader in whose train you are
found. Woe to the sentiment against
which you set up your harlequin banneri''
They were grave enough, though, these
reckless men, these light women. Were
they all mad. as he had said?
Another hush fell, and they heard an
other sound, the sound of weeping: they
saw another figure, that of the Man OF
Sorrows.
You know. and knew" rang cut the
voice OF the speaker life is not q
thing 10 be laughed at il IS a thing for
tears, The One Man who saw it clearly.
felt il deeply. endured il 10 the utter
most die not laugh He wept.''
The sllken bags ran over that day The
congregation must have a vent for their
surcharged sensibilities; they found it in
their pockets.
"Winslow's got a big contract if he's
,ong TO root out that fellow" said Judge
snsing TO Shed Weliman as they left
the church
i amt been so tore up since I was
born Shed returned eomplacently. He
was not the only one who had had his
moneys worth Of searching. upheavins
emotion.
There amt been nobody in this town
that could work on you like thatr' they
declared.
This was true. Vaughan knew it was
true. He knew what he had done and
that il was what he meant TO do. He
smiled to himself as he thought of his
carefully elaborated arguments for the
existence Of God. II was the voice of the
actor the dramatic appeal which won.
But was that the best, the only way?
would not the apostles of old have
sought rather 10 convince and conver,
ana reform these sinners, and not have
tried so hard TO win them? Was no,
the lack in him the very lack he found
IN them2 Had it not been. lust what
Barker had advertised, a sermon to fools
by fool?