The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-05-05


~ graces. Her quick, springlng step
was in harmony with the fire and
courage Of her mIen. There was line
or two in her face small wonder. But
an ''unconquerable sour shone in her
eyes, shone, too, in no uncertain way,
but brightly and steadliy. expressing
an unshaken Joy In living. Valiant.
| splendid, indomitable Waitstlll. He
could never tell her, alas. But how he
gloried in her. tl
IT is needless to say that no woman
could be the possessor. OF such love
as Ivory Boynton's and not know OF
Its existence. WaitstiiI never heard a
breath of 1t from Ivory's lips; even his
eyes were under, control and confessed
nothing. nor did his hand, ever CLASP
hers to show BY a telltale touch the
truth he dared not utter: nevertheless
she felt that she was beloved. She
hid the knowledge deep in her heart
and covered 1t softly from every eye
but her own, taking it out in the safe
darkness sometimes to wonder over
and adore in secret, Did her love for
Ivory rest partly on a sense of yoca-
ton-a profound. inarticuIate divining
of his vast need of her? He was so
strong, yet so weak because of the
yoke. he bore, so bitterly alone in his
desperate struggle with life, that her
heart melted like wax whenever she
thought of him. When she contem-
plated the hidden mutlny. in her own
heart she was awestruck sometimes at
the almost. divine patience OF Ivory..s
conduct as a son.
How is your mother this summer.
Iyory?' she asked as they sat down
on the meeting house steps waiting for
Jed Morrill, to open the door.
There is little change in her from
year to year. waitstill-by the way.
why don't we get ott Of this afternoon
sun and sit in the old graveyard under
the trees? We are early and the choir
won't get here for half an hour. DR..
Perry says that he does not understand
mothers case in the least and that no
one but some great Boston physician,
could give proper opinion on it; of
course that is impossible at present.
They sat down on the grass under
meath one of the elms. and WaltstilI
took of her hat and leaned back
against the tree. trunk.
"Tell me more" she said: at is so
long since we, talked together quietly.
and we have never really spoken OF
your mother"
"of course" Ivory continued, "the
people of the village all think and
speak Of mothers Illness as religious
insanity, but to me 1t seems nothing of
the sort. l was only a child when fa-
Their first fell in with Jacob Cochrane,
but was. twelve, when father went
away from home on. his mission and
IL there vas any one. suffering from
decisions in orr family 1t was he. not
mother. She had altogether given up
goipg to the Cochrane meetings. and i
well remember the scene when my fn-
her tod her of the revelation he had
'eceiyed about going through the state
I'd into New Hampshire In order to
convert others and extend the move
ment, She had no, sympathy with his
self imposed mission, ybu may be sure,
though now she goes back in her mem
DRY to the earlier days of her married
life, when she tyisd hard, poor soul.
to tread the same path that father was
treading. so as TO be by his side at
every turn OF the road.
Il am sure there 1vory's tone was
somewhat dry and satiricall that ia
Tiers road had many turns. Waitstill!
He was a schoolmaster in Saco, you
know, when 1 was born, but be soon
turned from teaching to preaching, aud
here my mother followed with entire
sympathy, for she was intensely, de-
voutly religious. said there was lit
tie change in her, but there is one new
symptom. She has ceased to refer to
her conversion to Cochranism as
blessed experience. Her memory OF
those. first days seems to have faded.
As to her sisters death and all the cir
cumstances OF her bringing Rodman
home, her mind Is a AZ Her e1-
pectation of fathers nsturn, CO the
other: hand, Is much more intense than
ever
She must have Lowell your father
dearly, Ivory, and to lose him in this
terrible way.is much worse than death.
Uncle Bart says he had great gift Of
language!e
Eyes, and it was>that, in my mind,
that led him astray. L fear that the
spirit Of God was never SO strong In
father as the desire to influence peo-
pie BY his oratory. That was what
drew him to, preaching in the first
place, and when he found in Jacob
Cochrane a man who could move an
audience to frenzy, lift them out Of
the body and do with their spirits as
he willed he acknowledged him as
master. Wheeler his gospel was a
pure and indebted religion doubt,
but he certainly was master Of mes
merle control. Ny mother was be-
ruled, entrapced. even bewitchel at
first, / doubt not; for she translated