The Birmingham age-herald., 1909-04-25

CT with an outiandish name-Hans Memlng.
 Gerard opened it with his heart beat | ing high. Ten minutes afterward he was roaming through the streets, cry ing: There is no Godl" Like mad man he hunted for Hans Memling with the blind purpose of cramming the words he had brought down his throat. It was night before he returned white and staken. He had not found Hans, but his poor mind had time to realize that Margaret was dead. He l crept to his room like an old man, nut tering at intervals: Hell Is master of the world"
 ! For many weeks thereafter he lay in delirium. When he returned to life he 1 cursed 1t. A dark cloud fell on his mo- ble mind. He plunged into the vices and dissipahons of Rome as men tired 1 bullets.
 1 The great sums that,he had saved for his Margaret gave him ample means. He became the leader in the wild revels ! of the artists and roues of the city. The man was not born to do things by halves. Therefore he was not vicious by halves.
 One day when he had undermined his health and taken the bloom off his beauty he hoated on the Tiber In a gorgeous galley with a gay company of men and beautiful women. A galley with the Princess CesarinI met theirs. One of his companions pointed at her and laughed. She thought, wildly, that Gerard had betrayed her
 The next night bravo hired by her was on the artists track with dagger.
 That same night Gerard, whom the sight of the Princess had brought back, as in a whitening lightning flash. to tn e realization of all he had done, sough { oblivion in the black flood of the river.
 But his penance was not to be ac- complished so easily. He was pluck ked back from death Ky ready hands and taken to a convent. where a fierce, zeal ous monk, Era Jerome, who had known him long, determined to save his soul.
 That soul was ready for the fam ing words of the passionate priest. Gerard turned with terror and aversion from the world. He turned with an eager spirit to self mortification and prayer. Conventbred as he was, 1t was like turning to home.
 On shorter probation than usual he was admitted to priests orders. Soon he took the monastic vows and became friar of St. Dominic.
 Gerard Eliasscen ended and Brother Clement began.
 About the time that he put on the cowl the Princess confessed to Brother Jerome that she had caused the assas- sination of Gerard. He heard her out grimly. Fearing neither Prince nor devil. he thundered at her till she groveled at his feet. When he was done with her, she doffed her jewels and silks, and in mean garb plodded barefooted toward Loretto, washing the feet of wandering men on her way.
 Gerard, taken from the Tiber a sui eide, was passing for young saint in the convent while she was dragging herself toward the place of expiation.
 They sent the young monk to the scaffold with the condemned to try his soul. Then they set him to preach to the crowds. He began with trembling voice, but by and by he forgot the crowd. himself, everything. Brother Jerome started like one who lights q stick and finds it rocket The Domin- jeans praised God that they had found an orator who could move souls.
 The new monk was ordered to ga through Germany to England.
 With eyes cast down, he retraced hi. steps over the road that he had walked with sword by his side and earthly love and pride and hope in his heart
 wonderful>powe seemed to descend on hm--a power that made terrible words come to his tongue to chastise sin and wrong, and that made his hand and hear, go out in self-forgetting. overpowerins love for those who committed sin or suf. fered. Word rang along the Rhine that q sainted Dominican was making his va, north. Crowds gathered to hear him. ts