The state herald., 1914-03-20

Each Of them" said my visitor,
seems to think the others quite su-
perauous."
That was true. asked him If any.
one was there.
"A lady. yes"
That's the MINK" whispered.
Shes fairy. But don't tell my hus-
band. You know he laughs at me for
being SO superstitious."
explained that my dear husband
cannot see the mink, that my servant
dare not look.
II doubt" said Father Jared, with
regret. that very few fairies nova
days are superstitious enough TO be-
lieve In US poor mortals."
For that could have kissed him.
They used" the dear old man went
on. ito believe in our forefathers. but
there is very general decline Of
faith. 1t is not for us to blame them.
What fairy for example. could be ex.
pected to believe In fearful George?
He chews tobacco"
"Oh. tell me more about her. Did
she speak to you? She's fearfully dan
gerous. We had a ranch hand here
who went quite fey. possessed. l
think. I'm frightened of her now"
she thinks" he retorted. that
you're wicked woman
Me
yes. you. She said you would run
away. and you did. am to tell you
that's very unwise."
Please tell the mink to mind her
own business
What is her business?" he asked
mildly.
Being a fairy. suppose. I'll never
forgive her for what she did to Billy.
Besides i added. she makes fun Of
U.S."
mo wonder. for we humans are SO
stupid"
She's full Of mischief"
"Of course" The old mans eyes
twinkled and blinked as thought
can't set words to At that puzzled
memory. He had told me twice that
he was not a fairy. Il am to tell you
from my lady. that she Is not the
mink. Winds. waves. and riving
things" he said, ARE full OF mischief
and laughter. The sun has room to
touches our lips with every smile. for
JOY is holy. Spirits. angels, fairies,
are only thoughts which have caught
the light celestial. mirror-thoughts
which shine In Heavens glory. Chill
dren. and happy people see that light
which never shines on any clouded
soul"
My soul Is clonded. Help me-"
Il wonder" he smiled with his old
Lind eyes. Have you a sense OF hu'
NOR? Ah.-there. Then you need
never worry. or run away. As sun
shine and rain are to the dear earth
SO are laughter and tears to every
living soul Humor. dear. is the
weather in which the spirit lives"
''But sorrow and tears?,"
why. how can the sun make rain
bows without rainy''
You'll praise pain next"
That is sacrament" he answered
gravely. the outward sign OF inward
grace. For how else can God reach
through seliishness down to the soul In
need,"
saw the dear priests face through
tears. but when brushed them away
the mist remained. He seemed re-
mote. awful and beautiful
There is u place." he said. where
souls awaiting incarnation. rest. and
from that place they come. borne by
messengers. A messenger was walt
ing In these woods. no evil spirit. my
daughter. but one who came bearing n
child to you. She stands august and
lovely Mt your back. and In her arms
the soul OF n man-child. Just on the
verge OF incarnation. waits at the
boundary of the spirit land.
"'rhe light shineth In darkness:
and the darkness comprehended II
not
THAT light is all around you. and
must no. This very ground is holy
Fare you well"
Two days had passed since my dear
Jesse left. then through the long day
waited In the house. and the blue
gloom OF night swept up tho glowing
clin. II was then ! heard the signal
shot from the rim-rock. and told my
baby David that his father was coming
home.