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l self so that he might stir these dead ghosts, even in some minute and re- mote degree.
 Suddenly harsh and raucous voice interrupted him. It was the voice of MT. Rogers, and that gentleman, who had apparently secured somewhere the two dollars to tide him over, was now embarked on the tide. He had taken just enough drinks to make him ugly, if that process were possible, and he had developed a particularly strong resentment of the latest injus tice which had been perpetrated on him. That injustice consisted of Rev. Smith Boyds refusal to lend him money till week from next Satur- day night; and he had come to expose the rector's shallow hypocrisy. This he proceeded to do, in language quite unsuited to the chapel of Temple mis- sion and to the ears of the ladies then present, most of whom grinned.
 The proceedings which followed were but brief Rev. Smith Boyd re- Quested the intruder to stop The in- truder had rights. and he stood on them! Rev. Smith Boyd ordered him to stop; but the intruder had a free and independent spirit which forbade him to accept orders from any man! Rev. Smith Boyd, in the interests of discipline, without which the dignity and effectiveness of the cause could not be upheld, and pleased that this was so, ordered him out of the room MT. Rogers, with a flood of abuse which displayed some versatility, in vited Rev. Smith Boyd to put him out; and Rev. Smith Boyd did so. It was not much of a struggle, though Mr. Rogers tore two benches loose on his way, and, at the narrow door through which it is difficult to thrust even a weak man, because there are so many arms and legs attached to the human torso, he was compelled to practically pitch him, headlong, across the side walk and over the curb and into the gutter! The victim of injustice arose slowly, and turned to come back, but he paused to take a good look at the stalWart young perpetrator, and re- membered that he was thirsty
 Rev Smith Boyd found himself standing in the middle of the sidewalk. with fists clenched and his blood surg 1Iss Ss2e. dtEl -15555 q ITS .e,7-s-.- seemed to be warm, as if it were red dened slightly. He was tingling from head to foot with passion which he had repressed anu throttled and smothered since the days Of his boy hood He had striven, with strength which was the secret of his compelling voice, to drive out of him all earthly dross, to found himself on the great example which was without the cravings of the body; he had sought to make himself spiritual; but. all at once, this conflict had reused in him raging something, which swept up from the very soles of his feet to his twirling brain. and called him man
 For a quivering moment he stood there, alive with all the virility which was the richer because of his long re. pression. He knew many things now, many things which ripened him in an instant, and gave him the heart to touch and the mind to understand and the soul to flame. He knew himself, he knew life, he knew, yes, and that was the wonderful miracle of the flood which poured in on him. he knew love!
 He reached suddenly for his watch Six-ten. He could make it. Still i'm. pelled by this new creature which had sprung up in him, he started; but at the curb he stopped. He had been in such a whirl of emotion that he had not realized the absence of his hat He strode into the mission door. and the rays of the declining sun, strug. gling dimly through the dingy glass. fell on the scattered little assem. blage-as if it had been sent to touch them in mercy and compassion-on the weak and the poor and the pite- ously crippled of soul; and a great wave of shame came to him; shame and thankfulness. too!
 He walked slowly up to the. plat form, and, turning to that reddened
 unlight which bathed his upturned face as if with a benediction. he said, i'll voice which. in its new sweetness of vibration, stirred even the murky depths of these, the numb:
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