The news=record. [volume] (Enterprise, Wallowa County, Oregon) 1907-1910, 1909-10-20
GOD and His aneela.n said ths ,s,,n.


God and His angels" said the yxnns
mystic softly. falling again into the
mood from which he had been SO rude
ly awakened.
| "Angelsl" scoffed the young mate
rialist. IF thee was thinking of any
angel at all. will bet thee it was Dor
othy Fraser"
'Tush. child. do not be silly" replied
the convicted culprit. For It was easier
than he would care to admit to mfngle
visions Of beauty with those Of holi-
ness.
Il am not silly. Thee would not dare
say thee was not thinking of her. She
thinks of thee"
How does thee known"
Because she gives me bread ana
jam If 80 much as mention thy name.
Uncle Dave, was 1t really up this very
valley that Mad Anthony Wayne
marched with his brave soldiers?"
This very valley"
II wish could have been with him."
1T is an evil wish. Thee is a child
of peace. Thy father and thy fathers
fathers have denied the right Of men
to war. Thee ought to be like them,
and love the things that make for
peace"
"Well, II can not wish for war, I
Will wish that a runaway slave would
dash up this valley with a pack Of
bloodhounds at his heels. Oh, Uncle
Dave. tell me that story about thy hid
ing negro In the haystack, and chok-
ing the bloodhounds with thine own
hands,"
Il have told thee hundred times"
But l want to hear 1t again."
use thy memory and thy imagina-
tion."
The child. bounding forward, the
tired procession entered the barnyard.
The plowman fed his horses, and stop
ped to listen for a moment to their
deep drawn sighs of contentment, and
to the musical grinding of the oats in
their teeth. His imaginative mind read
his own thoughts into everything. and
he believed that he could distinguish in
these inarticulate sounds the words.
Goodnight. Goodnight"
Good night" he said, and stroking
their great flanks with his kind hand,
left them to their we'll earned repose.
On his way to the house he stopped to
battle his face In the waters of
spring brook that ran across the yard,
and then entered the kitchen where
supper was spread.
"Thee Is late" said the woman who
had watched and waited, her fine face
radiant with smile of love and well
come.
Forgive me, mother" he replied. Il
have had another vision"
II thought as much. Thee must re-
member what thee has seen, my son."
she said, "for all that thee beholds
with the outer eye shall pass away,
while what thee sees with the inner
eye abides forever. And had thee a
mssage, too?"
1T was delivered to me that on the
holy Sabbath day I should go to the
camp In Baxter's clearing and preach
to the lumbermen."
Then thee must go, my son."
Il WILL" he answered, taking her
hand affectionately. but with Quaker
restraint, and leading her to the table.
The family, consisting of the mother,
an adopted daughter Doro.hea, the
daughters husband Jacob and son
~SSRAASAAt oefe NO"h " a biHplo DuL
bountiful supper, during which and
late into the evening the young mys-
tio pondered the vision which he be-
heved himself to have seen, and the
message which he believed himslf to
have heard. In his musings there was
not tremor or a doubt; he would
have as soon questioned the reality Of
the old farm house and the faces of
the family gathered about the table,
He was credulous and unsophisti-
Gated youth. dwelling in realm of
imagination rather than In a world of
reality and law, He had much to learn.
His education was about to begin, and
tc begin as does all true and effective
education, in spiritual temptation.
The Ghebers say that when their great
prophet Ahriman was thrown into the
fire by the order OF Nimrod, the flames
into which he fell turned into bed of
roses, upon which he peacefully re-
clined. This innocent Quaker youth
had been reclining upon bed of roses
which now began to turn into a couch
of flames.
Ito be continued.)