The Washington herald., 1913-08-17

labored in highways and byways tor
recruits. Ii had community of quite
four hundred souls gathered about its
college tract; and fifty students who
alternately farmed and studied and ex-
horted in the streets of Rome and Earl,
vile. No one had grievance against
the Holiness sect except Wiley 7. Cur.
ran, and his was because they had
taken up one OF the most beautiful
spots on Sinsinawa. As Mr.. Curran
remarked, it was as il some one had
first wandered down the pebbly-footed
glen and said: "Brethren, here is
spot which nature has set apart for
the tired soul to commune in silence
and find peace with God-come. let us
get a crowd and have somebody lee
ture"
John Lindstrom had become one OF
the Jealous sect from the first; moth
ing but poverty had kept him from
Joining the Holiness colony up on the
hills. and his lowhnd cottage was
favorite place for the Brethren to
gather for prayer. These Sunday att
ernoons the children sat barelegged and
silent on the kitchen chairs, their
frayed denims washed, and listened in
that perplexed and enigmatical respect
that the young give to religion. The
first Sunday after Aurelie's prize-win-
ming was terrifying one. She never
would attend the meetings, and the
Brethren exhorted John that he cast
out the devil from her, put away tins
vanity of beauty, this Romish and
heather perversion. As if Aurelie, low
ing idolatrously her little crucifx with
out bothering her head as to what it
meant could nut by Gods gift of grace
and prettiness.
The n.x, Sunday she ran away to
,h. b;,,s and met Ifpcle Michigan there
h., ,rr,,oemen, Tor the old TebeI ek-
- o,,, III. scantv living NV his boot
ieso;ng w.s no more at home with
;nJst,o,, than the Creole uirI. When
H.. ra,,,rred ths old man DELAYED al a
.,.;S,t,hor;na o,,,rvn.n'S house hut
nns.I;. vs., ON ~ tbe;, door She
;a,,,i en-. hovs s;,,;,o Sunday clean
~, ,I,. ,.ood box heb;nd the Stove and
N,s ;ns,-on, ,bo- cared I;t,le about
~. ..r,.;.ss .xcen, 70 oivr Assem-, tn
,he I n,.s,., w,s nu,t;ne tb. babv TO
III chs curved , Constrained face
out of Nh. Chamber to see the French
,;.,,. -. arr.,;a w,sa,bed from
Se,d ~ loot in red and gold maple
js,v.s s.wed On tw;n.-that was their
SUNDAY occun.,;on mon the bluff
wss n,
A,be,, the canvasser-oeddIer. wa.
h,, the o;,cIotbed ,,bIe his head resting
~ his nsim the shiny eelIulo;d cufl
w;,h lie ;rmensr moonstone hutton in
closing the strinpy sinew of his arm
The Holiness exbor,ing had tired him
h,, he was caIcuI,t;nS how much OF
his miserable earnings he could con-
tribute TO the family. Before him was
some prospectus OF a patent dish
washer with which he was going to
tramn the towns and country with his
WHINING appeaI his fatuous smile his
eternal door-bell ringing and removing
his hat to the impatient wives. He had
a faint. shy affection for Aurelie in his
chinging soul; her color. her life. her
graceful courage. were like some bloom
OF a tropic garden to his aridness. He
would have loved. with a dogs love.
ANYTHING that did not rebuff him, turn
him away, snari coldly. shut the door
on him. so crushed was he with this
in his DAVIS work.
Aurelie felt the ominous heayiness
of John's look, but she was strangely
CAV. She came past the peddler, touch
ing his thin hand lightly. Mon amir
She bent her head with quick grace.
YOU look tired-is it so? You should
have been with me-and Knute, too,
and Peter. The leaves-they never
were so prettyr,
She crossed to the silent boys. the
maple wreaths rustIing on her gown.
"Eh. Peter, It's all from the big sugar
tree where We killed the badger last
winter-and Won froze your fingers
while chopping.' She lifted the skirt
of leaves with her laughing: Brother,
isn't II like a princess on me?n
She held herself 10 be admired bv
them AJbert nut down his documents.
his pale ewes shining. This girl, Cath
ol;c French RebeISCod knew what
she stood a fame in the dreariness OF
their Iivesi
John came in. took off his rough coat
and hung II behind the wood box over
IN. bovs' heads His paunt face was
heavy in IN. Iiobt of tbe IittIe Iamp.
he came to stand before Albert. look
ing down at the peddler's pitiful busi-
ness.
"And what's that on the Lords day.
Albert man." his deep voice oueried.
It's not an example for INV Children
after nravers"
The nedd1er sniveIed and smirked
conc;iiatinpIv. thew had OF late begun
70 fe,r Iobn's Pur;,an;Sm .Eh The