Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-09-23

The mood which she knew and dreaded
was gaining on him-his face was blanch-
Ing with hate and suspicion
you assure me Lily didn't have hand
in it, he said so that she might be left
alone with Villars?"
Maud made gesture of despair.
''Oh you are mad she said 1t isn't
you who speak when you say dreadful raise
things like that but it's that demon which
possesses you, Thurso, that horrible drug.
1t has poisoned your body, and it is poison
Ing your soul"
she knew and dreaded, his mood changed
again. But the change, though he was In
the darkness of abysmal despair. was for
the better; anything was better than that
hate and suspicion.
Yes, am poisoned am altogether po1s-
oned," he said quietly.
Maud turned an imploring face to him.
No. dear you are not altogether poison
ed she said, and the fact of your saying
that shows that there is some little sound
piece left If you were altogether poisoned
you wouldn't know it; there would be moth
ing to tell you what was poisoned and what
was wholesome still. And you feel regret
| still | saw 1t in your eyes just now, and,
| though 1t cuts me to the heart l wouldn
| have it there. 1t is just your regret, your
! desire to do better. which IS the only soil
out of which your salvation can come
| Her voice died on the last words. Then
| she spoke again.
ooh, Thurso, If you only knew how I
| care" she said.
For that moment he was touched. He
| looked at her kindly.
Poor Maud he said.
mo, never mind that" she answered.
Get well, get the poison out OF your soul
and body, for your own sake
| Once again the genial thrill of GONZALES
cence I'm feeling better" came over
him, and once again his thought framed a
further desire. But he detached himself
| from that. and brought himself back to her
again.
''And do you really believe that can
be cured?" he said. us an appalling young
woman to come and sit by me and sing
verses of hymns? 1 read something of the
sort in a book l found at home the other
1 day. II was yours, 1 suppose.
She almost laughed.
| mo, dear, there are going to be no ap-
palling young women about. You know
| the practitioner we going to. And you
| like him"
Thurso frowned: he seemed to be able to
| remember nothing; memory was there still,
but 1t was yelled, he could not reach 1t.
"That-that fellow in scotland?" he
asked.
Then for a moment memory came back,
with a flash, vivid but brief.
II met him in the street up there one
| day." he said, land he made me feel bet
| ter. 1 had an awful headache. l say, that
| is something gained isn't it? I never have
headaches now. What was his name by
! the way?"
| Mr. Cochran" said the girl.
| Yes, of course, l remember. So he Is
| going TO sing hymns to me, is hep
But Maud did not smile now. Thurso was
! himself again in way that he had not
been for weeks. There might only be a
minute two of this; any moment might
see him back again in despair and hatred.
| She wanted to make the most Of 1t; the
! creeper-his will-was in her hand for a
/ second; she might make some attempt at
| training it up again.
| "Oh, Thurso pull yourself together" she
said; just make an effort for a moment
| to realize where you stand. Sir James
! says he is helpless; he says you have no
will left which he can attempt to strength
| en-. 1 don't believe that. I believe it is
there still; and you going to get God,
! not any mortal physician, to lay His hand
on you. Try to believe. if only for a mo-
ment, that all power is His, and that He
is all Love, all health, all life. That evil,
and illness, and everything Of that kind
cannot exist in His presence. Let yourself
| be brought to IT.; do not hang back. You
can help or hinder your cure. And, SO
! believe, We have been hindering 1t, by trust
| ing to the power of man to cure you. That
is all done with. You are coming to God
now"
For one moment, as she spoke, he sat
| straight up in his chair, looking suddenly
| awake, revivified. But with that revivi-
| fcation came more strongly than before the
| revivifcation of desire of another kind
| All day a certain strength and vitality had
| been returning to him, born Of austere
! sea winds and Atlantic breezes. but, as
must always happen, until the will is set
and centered on the higher and immortal