The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1919-09-11

ne, in his youth, was fred with the
desire for building work, Paul wanted
to see things grow about him. He want
ed eager faces among the resigned ones
In the pews; young CHEEKY voices, IN
place Of hushed and trembling ones In
the choir. His Innovations were frown-
ed upon. Paul was not sure that his
people looked upon him with respect.
His two college chums wrote Joyous
~ Of their happy fields Of neat par
sonages, where young devoted wives
assisted in their 1abors. Paul had
been too absorbed to devote time to
forming attachment. He had wondered
while at college at his friends divided
interests. Now they had passed
him upon tho road to success. He was
as much alone and apart in the world
az he seemed now, hesitating between
two pathways in the midst Of the white
expanse. a s
with q momentary return Of boyish
daring he laughed, turning swiftly to
the right; he would take a chance.
II after a reasonable time, no church
structure appeared, he would reverse
his way and try the other road. An
impatient waiting congregation would
be but another evidence Of his insult
ability for this position.
But far down the desolate way, his
anxious gaze searched out q white
church tower. There were lights In
the windows, shining a welcome. The
young mans spirits arose involun-
tarily. He was hummong a tune, az
he drove the horse around to the ada
cent farm. Then Paul entered the edi-
fee. It was larger than he had
thought, and more inviting than the
church where his regular services were
held. But he was earlier than he had
anticipated. Except for a girlss figure
lowering about the pulpit, the bom
was empty. 3 Sske
He saw in the bright lightathat she
was grouping flowers about the pulpit,
blooming plants which showed loving
care. And the girl was humming, too,
a bright little song that echoed In ones
heart. #
Paul came forward, bowfns as he
~ am the new pastor" he said. to
the girl, "are we earlyf" :
As she turned and surveyed him,
Paul caught his breath. She was such
q lovely girl; her face sweetly appeal
ing, as he had always dreamed one
woman's face might be, when he
should meet her. And there. with the
flowers in her arnns and her clear eyes
upon him, Paul realized wonderingly,
yet with quick assurance, that this
was the one woman, whom he had met
at last. -.
II thought" she replied that you
were not to come until four o'clock,
! though the people will assemble before
then. l." she explained, IAN a trus-
tees daughter. I've been, trying to
make the place look homelike for you"
With the bell stolling It's message
overhead, the two sat together in an
| oaken pew, talking as young people
| will talk whose inns and aspirations
are the same. And when Paul gave
his message that day, it found IN an.
swer in the eager faces appraised to
his. ,.r.s .<. -. .
The trustee paused perplexedly when
he came to him afterward.
"Your name is Paul Hyland," he
said. Yet, Hyland. is the name Of q
young minister ove at Pine Hill, while
we were told to expect an older man
named Hifiard." IT,
Then all at ono the Joyous light
left the young preachers eyes. II Sea-
he said, that my being here 10 q
mistake. I must have taken the wrong
turn at the crossing"
The trustee grasped the young mans
hand. a..
"Your presence here IL certainly MOI
q mistake" he said. We need some
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