The Washington herald., 1911-08-25

lutfonist. I'm on the other side. That's
between us, then. An abstraction"
Il don't think so. There are three
walls between US. The first you put up
when you first met me. The second is
what you call your traditions, your be-
lief in wasting human life. The third
it's this thing of which you must not
speak. Why should I ponder as to that
last wall, when two others. insurmount-
able, lie between?''
Visionary, subjective"'
Then let US be concrete II you like.
Take the case of the girl Lily. She was
the actual cause of your getting hurt,
of many men being killed. Why?"
Because she was a runaway slave.
The law has to be enforced. property
must be protected even if it costs life
sometimes. There'd be no government
otherwise. We men have to take our
| chances in time like that. The duty
is plain"
How utterly you fail Of the truth!
That's not why there was blood spilled
over her. Do you know who she is?'
No. he said
She is the daughter Of your friend
Judge Clayton, of the bench Of justice
in your Commonwealth That is why
she wants to run away! Her father does
not know he is her father. God has
His own way of righttng such things"
There are things We must not talk
about in this slavery question Stop!
did not. of Course, know this And
! Clayton did not KNOW
There are things which ought not to
be; but if you vote for oppression, II
you vote yonder in your legislature for
the protection Of this institution, II you
must some day vote yonder in Congress
for its extension, for the right to carry
1t into other lands-the same lands where
now the feet of freedom-seekers are hur-
rying from all over the world. so
strangely. so wonderfuly-then you vote
for a compromise that God never intend
ed to go through or to endure. Is that
your vote? Come, now, ! will tell you
something
You are telling me much"
Il will tell you-that night, when Car
Isle would have killed you in your room
there, when I afterward put you all
on parole"
Yes, yes"
Il saved you then; and sent them away.
Do you know why?''
u. suppose it was horror Of more
blood
Il don't think so. I believe it was
just for this-for this very talk I'm hav-
ing now with you. I saved you then so
that some day l might demand you as
hostage.
Il want you to vote with me-" she
COnIlHueO, IOT lHc HI6lcE l. "diA(
you to vote with the west-bound wheels,
with Gods blades Of grassr'
God! woman! You have the gift OF
tongues! Now listen to me. Which shall
we train with, among your Northern
men, John Quincy Adams or William
Lloyd Garrison. with that sane man or
the hysterical one? Is Mr.. Beecher
bigger man than Mr.. Jefferson was?"
Il know you're honest" she said.
frowning, but let US try to see. There's
Mr. Birney, of Alabama, Southerner
who has gone over, through all, to the
abolitionists as you call them And would
you call Mr.. Clay a fool? Or Mr.. Ben
ton, here in your own State, who
"Oh, don't mention Benton to me here.
He's anathema in this State"
Yet you might well study Mr.. Ben
toms views He sees the case Of Lily
first, the case of the Constitution after
ward. All, why can't you? Why SIR
if / could only get you to think as ne
does-a man with your power and IN
fuence and faculty for leadership-id
call this winter we'll spent-better spent
than if I'd been left in Washington.
Suppose wanted to change my beliefs,
how would I go about it?' He frowned
in his intent effort to follow her, even IN
her enthusiasm. once l asked
preacher how 1 could find religion, and
he told me by coming to the Saviour.
told him that was begging lHe QuSSIOh'
and asked him how ! could find the
Saviour. All he could say was to answer
once more Come to the Saviour" That 8
reasoning in a circle. Now, II man
hasn't got faith, how's he going to get
it-by what process can he reach out INTO
the dark and find it? What's the use OF
his saying he has found faith when ne
knows he hasn't? There's a resemblance
between clean religion and honest politics.
given
Southerners any answer to this"
mo" said she. II cannot give you any
answer. For myself, 1 have found that
faith"
You would endure much for your con-
yictions?' he demanded suddenly.
Very much, sir
Suffer martyrdom?'
Perhaps I have done So"
Would you suffer more? You under
take the conversion of sinner like my
self?"
The fame of his eye caught hers IN
spite Of herself. A little flush came into
her cheek.
Tell me-" he demanded imperiously,
ION what terms?'
You do not play the game. You would
ask me to preach to you-but you would
come to see the revival, not to listen to
grace. 1t isn't playing the game"
But you're seeking converts?
II would despise no man in the world
SO much as a hypocrite, turncoati You
can't purchase faith in the market place,
not any more than"
To BE CONTINUED TOMORROW
Copyright, 1911, by Tho BobbsMerrin ConpanyJ