Bisbee daily review., 1916-01-28
He Laid Aside His Dignity and Got
 Down on His Hands and Knees.

He Laid Aside Ills Dignity ana Got
 Down on His Hands and Knees. curious moving object to which his at tention had just been called.
 Miss Sargent claims to have new religion" he observed. She has said most unkind things about Market Square church She says that it is a strictly commercial institution, and that its motive in desiring to build the new cathedral is vanity" c
 He omitted to mention Calls further charge that his own motive in desiring the new cathedral was personal ambi- tion. Candor did not compel that ad- mission. It did not become him to act from piqued personal pride.
 Mrs. Boyd studied him as he gazed somberly at his fish, and the wrinkles once more returned to her eyes, as she made up her mind to cure Tod S irritability
 q am ashamed of you" she told her son. This girl is scarcely twenty. If remember rightly, and I'm sure that I do, you came to me. at about twenty, and confessed to a logical disbelief in the theory of creation, which included, of course, a disbelief in the Creator. You were an infidel, an atheist You were going to relinquish your studies and give up all thought of the church. "
 The deep red of the Rev. Smith Boyd's face testified to the truth of this cruel charge, and he pushed back his fish permanently.
 'I most humbly confess" he stated, and indeed he had writhed in spirit many times over that remembrance. However, mother, l have since dis covered that to be transitional stage through which every theological stu dent passes
 Yet you won't allow it to a girl" charged Mrs. Boyd, with the severity which she could much better have ex- pressed with laugh. When you dis cover that this young lady, who seems to be in every way delightful, is so misled as to criticize the motives of Market Square church, you withdraw into your dignity. with the privilege Of layman, and announce that you do not approve of her. What she needs. Tod, is religious instruction"
 She had carefully ironed out the tiny little wrinkles around her blue eyes by the time her son looked up from the profound cogitation into which this reproof had thrown him.
 Mother, I have been wrong," he admitted, and he seemed ever so much brighter for the confession. He drew his fish toward him and ate it.
 Later the Rev. Smith Boyd present ed himself at James Sargent's house, with new light shining in his heart; and he had blue eyes. He had come to show Gail the way and the light If she had doubts, and lack of faith. and fiippant irreverence, it was his duty to be patient with her, for this was the fault of youth. He had been youthful himself.
 Calls eyelids dropped and the cor ners of her lips twitched when Rev Smith Boyd's name was brought up to her, but she did her hair in another way, high on her head instead of low on her neck, and then she went down. bewildering in her simple little dark blue velvet cut round at the neck.
 q was afraid that your voice was out" remarked Gail, in a tone sug- gestive of thefact that that would be q tragedy indeed; and she began haul ing forth music. You haven't been over for so long,"
 Rev Smith Boyd colored At times the way of spiritual instruction was quite difficult. Nevertheless. he had duty to perform. Mechanically he had taken his place at the piano. standing straight and tall, and his blue eyes softened as they automat- ically fell on the piece of music she had opened. Of course it was their fla vorite, the one in which their voices had scared in the most perfect uni son. Gail glanced up at him as she brushed a purely imaginary fieck of dust from the keys. For an instant the brown eyes and the blue ones met He was a tremendously nice fellow. after all. But what was worrying him?
 Before we sing I should like to take up graver matters" he began, feel ing at a tremendous disadvantage in the presence of the musiee To obviate this. he drew up chair. and sat fac ing her. q have called this evening in the capacity of your temporary rector"