El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1911-06-16
BY London Spear
EkE S Mr.. Septimus Trygg at home?'
II think my masters engaged,

Il think my masters engaged
= sir"
''Will you take my card to him?'
When the first commonplace oil
greeting were over the two men set
tied into their chairs and exchanged
said. Well, you look a contented, sat
isfie6 sort Of fellow now adays, Seppy.'
And so I should be-" said the Rev
Septimus. When a man has found
the work in life that he can put his
soul into and has set his hand to the
doing Of it he should feel able to look
life in the face"
The work he can put his soul into,
repeated Leyland; mot bad start
for happiness that for any man, and
you must be feeling rather soulful to
mean to give a lecture on art"
The Rev. Septimus was conscious OF
feeling his withers somewhat wrung
by this phrase.
Hardly SOULFUL he replied. glacIng
at the litter of books that had dis
closed his plans, but the parish is
just now overwhelmed with a yearning
for the sinful and 1 trust my lecture
this afternoon will keep them from in
dulging in the art their natures seem
to crave. The bishop quite approves
and means to be there"
(1OOQ AOIO. SdlQ LSylduus COlLe11p-
latively. Il wonder" he went on 'if
you could still talk my talk D. you
remember
The Rev. Septinus drew himself up.
That absurd thought-reading bust
ness, you mean?"
TT was deuced queer" said Leyland
thoughtfully. I wonder If could do
it again.
Certainly not said septfmus.
sharply; Mrs. Trygg Wouldn't mean
1 s{louldn't-think of meddling with
such a probably unlawful and forbid
den kind of experiment now Nor" he
in the matured state Of my character
and will"
mot when you are setting yourself
against me, of course. But if I could
get at you unaw ares, if something ex-
cited you and took you out of yourself
a bit, 1 seem to feel as If 1 could"
Certainly not,"e said Septimus again
in his most decided and official tone,
and as he spoke the door opened ana
Mrs. Trygg announced the carriage.
A few minutes later, the three en-
tered the lecture room, where the. pic
lures Of the loan collection were be-
ing lit up by the warm mellow light
of a summer afternoon.
They were a rather oddly varied coll
lection of French and English paint
ings, all modern. Each was charged
with strange passionate meanings and
moods undreamed of in Septimus's
philosophy. Strange mental food for
him, strange and, disturbing if his
mind should attempt the digestive pro-
cess.
septimus had forgot all about Ley
land and did not notica the intent eyes
causes unknown were beginning to
hilaration and tension, and exagger-
ated nervousness. He rose at last and
unfolded his manuscript and Leyland
leaned a little forward and concen-
trated his keen mind closer than ever
on Septimus and his thoughts. And
so the lecture began. For the first 10
minutes he read steadily from his roll
Of sermon paper" leaves, but had no
sense Of possession in either words or
thoughts They are none OF mine
now" he was crying to himself. The
sense of uncertainty and perplexity. OF
inward conflict, deepened to a sort OF
agony. He threw down the paper and
stood a moment feeling like a strug-
Cling swimmer in deep waters. Then
came a sudden light. There was a
sense of footing regained. He knew
aoW what he had to say; words and
thoughts were pouring in upon him.
he drew himself up and began.
Two people had noticed the pause
.eyland with sense of gratified pow
IT. Mrs. Trygg with anxiety. Was her
;eptimus i'll? She half started up but
sank back with relief as he recovered,
.elief that swelled to triumph when
The saw him cast down his roll and be-
gin to speak extempore. But what |
vas he saying?
II have been seeking a thought that !
lad escaped me, by friends, but now
have recalled it. This was a mis- |
AXE he pointed to his written lee |
ure. First, will give you two great /
ayings that are borne in on my mind !
S primal canons of thought"-he |
eaned forward. speaking slowly with |
areful emphasis Everything that |
Ight-'" He paused; most of the au-
iekce- took the words to be scriptural
nd mentally tried for the reference"
me or two suspected the Apoeryha.
Irs. Trygg was vaguely disquieted.
eyland could have laughed aloud in
is triumphal success. Septfmus took
p his parable: THAT is what 1 had |
cen wanting. Do you know what it
to want word and not be able to
nd it? 1t is Purgatory. But to want
thought and not be able to find it
He'll"
The audience was perplexed. To
peak of He'll was, of course, strictly
Professional. But why such emphasis?
he word become almost on expletive
Many should fulfil the law of his
cling. That is what the artist enables
i'm TO do, for the artist stands as
REST at the altar of humanity. All
her priesthoods are but Ill dreams
red of the darkness
Now 1 understand" murmured al
oman in the front row TO Mrs. Trygg. |
he means the errors Of Rome"
But Septimus went on: "Disabuse
our minds of the old false conception