The state herald., 1913-08-15

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scarcity Of seats under the canvas
Fran found plank without back.
loosely disposed, and entirely unoc-
cupied. She seated herself. straight
as an Indian. and with the air of be-
ing very much at ease.
The scene was new to her. More
than thousand villagers, nmged
along natural declivity. looked down
upon the platform of undressed pine.
In front Of the platform men and
women were kneeling on the ground.
Some were bathed in tears; some
were praying aloud; some were talk
ing to those who stood. or knelt be-
side them: some were clasping con-
vulsive hands; all were oblivious of
surroundings.
From the hundred members Of the
choir. Fran singled out the man she
had been seeking for 30 many years.
1t was easy enough to distinguish him
from the singers who crowded the
platform. not only by his baton which
proclaimed the choirleader, but by
his resemblance to the picture she had
discovered In q New York Sunday
Supplement
Hamilton Gregory was clean-shaved
except for silken reddish mustache:
his complexion WAS fair. his hair q
shade between red and brown. his
eyes blue. His finely marked face
and striking bearing were stamped
with distinction md grace.
II was strange to Fran that he did
not once glance In her direction.
True. there was nothing In her ap-
pearance to excite especial attention.
but she had looked forward to meet
ing him ever since she could remem-
ber. Now that her eyes ware fast
ened on his face. now that hey were
90 near, sheltered by q cor mon roof.
how could he help feeling her pres
encei
Tho choir.leader rose and lifted his
baton. At his back the hundred men
and women obeyed the signal. while
hymn-books huttered open throughout
the congregation. Suddenly the leader
of the choir started into galvant life.
: He led the song with his sweet voice,
his swaying body. his frantic baton.
his wild arms. his imperious feet
with all that there was Of him. he
, conducted the melodious charge upon
, the ramparts OF sin and Indifference
II In repose Fran had thought him
sinEularly handsome and attractive
: she now found him inspiring. His
| blue eyes burned with exaltation while
, his magic voice seemed to thrill with
: more than human ecstasy.
On the left. the heavy bass was
singing.
zone thing We know.
Wherever we go
We reap what we sow.
We reap what We sow"
While these words were being doled
out mt long and impressive intervals
like the tolling OF heavy bell. more
than half a hundred soprano voices
were hastily getting In their requisite
: number OF halfnotes. thus
go scatter ntiis. scatter little. scatter
9 scatter little.
Scatter uttia seeds Of kindness"
In spite OF the vast volume OF
sound produced by these voices. M
well ms by the accompaniment OF two
pianos and snarcdrum. the voice Of
Hamilton Gregory. soaring nutc-iiks
toward heaven. seemed To- dar,
through the interstices OF ''rests." 10
thread It's slender way along innnitcr
imal curves OF silence. A. one list
encd. II was the inspired truth as ut
tered by Hamilton Gregory that
brought the message home to con
science. A. n one had never before
been told that one reaps what on.
nows. Uneasy memory started out oi
hiddcu places with It's whisper OF seed
sown nmiss Tears rose 10 many eyes
and Ismotherod sobs betrayed intense
emotion.
or those who were not In the least
affected. Fran was ono. She saw and
heard Hamilton Grcgory's inpassioned
earn~stness. and OWNED his ycnrninr
to touch many hearts: nor did she
doubt that he would then and thers
have given his life TO press home upon
, |
= tho erring that they must ultimately
reap what they were sowing. Never
, theiess she was altogether unmovod
Il would have been easier for her 70
laugh than TO cry.
Although tho preacher had ecnned
his cshortations for tho singing ol
tho oyangciiutio hymn. ha was by nc
!. means at the end OF HIS resources
A Standing at the margin OF the plat
|. form. looking out ON tho congregation
n he slowly moved back and forth bis
q magnetic arms In parallel lines. Not
! ono word did he speak. Even between
I, tho yersos. when he might have striy
n on against the pianos and the snare
|, drum. he maintained his terrible si
+. lonce. But m he fred his ardent eyos
y upon space. as he moved those impel
ling arms. man would rise horc. o
I. woman start up there reluctantly. OF