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The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, May 18, 1901, Part II, Image 17

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At th« time of Alfred Rayle's departure for
Part*, Breyten was lying helpless in bed,
scarcely conscious, with hit leg in a plaster
cast." : The ". doctor*, however, had decided
that.he would get well, provided, no unex
pected trouble should set In; for already the
man's amaxing strength and vitality were .
doing wonders, and the wound* showed un
mistakable signs of betterment from day to
day. The most difficult and dangerous part
of the surgeon's task was managing the in
jury -at- the back of Breyten's head, the ,
cause | of his semi-comatose condition.'
In June Breyten began to bring himself
together, sliwly comprehending his condition,
taking cognizance of his surroundings detail
by detail, what time a phlegmatic male nurse
shuffled noiselessly in and out of his large,
airy room. He was consolingly aware, as by
an Indirect j beam of consciousness, that he
had bean having glimpses of Rosalynde Ban
deret flitting to and fro somewhere within
the field of vision, a bright and lissome figure
gently rustling, sweetly suggestive of helio
trope and violet: and as he waxed stronger,
his mind clearing apace,there came upon him
a. great desire to have her at his bedside to •
look at and talk to. Her voice was somewhere
near the foreground of his memory, as if it
had just died on the air and were still
sweetly echoing within him. He knew that
during his half-conscious state she had hov
ered near, and that with the first dawn of his
recovery she had slipped away. It was deli
cious knowledge, just suited to his mood
as he. lay on his back contemplating the
stucco rosette In the middle of the ceiling. He
heard the old clock on the stair landing
pounding off the seconds, and with the tail of
an ey« saw the flaccid red-haired nurse sit
ting by a. window reading a book. There
was a vast comicality in the fellow's ex
: "Well, now, who upon earth are you?"
Breyten demanded, after studying the stolid
face and stuffy figure for five minutes. His
voice was not as weak as one would have
expected it to be. yet It lacked the fulness
and the resonant power It once had. "You
»re deaf and dumb, eh?" he added, when
the nurse, taken by surprise, failed to speak.
"Tea, sir— no, sir. What'd you say,
sir?" . ' .:.,;■•.
Breytea tried to laugh, but his facial mus
cles acted stiffly and appeared to draw his
eyes deeper Into his head. He was sadly
"Sh-h. sir," continued the nurse, laying
aside the book and lifting a hand with de
precatory emphais. "You're not to talk now,
'tala't good tor ye."
Breyten reflected a moment in some con
fusion.; then—
"You put on airs. When were you elected
governor of met" he half-humorously, half
petulanUy inquired. - "Hand me something to
throw at your head.''
Just then the surgeon entered, moving to
the bedside with catlike swiftness, his bland
face beaming surprise and interrogation. He
looked at Brejaten as if be expected some
thing tragic; bmt his face quickly brightened.
"Ah, good morning," he said, laying a hand
gently upon his patient's wrist. "You feel
pretty well, I see. Don't worry yourself to
speak. I'm your doctor" —this in answer to
as Inquiring look—"and I don't want you to
thick or speak much for a while. Your pulse
is excellent, you are getting on famously-
All that you need is rest. You must be pa
tient"— Breyten bad scowled atrociously at
him—"you must cot excite yourself; you—"
"I want some water —cold wa,ter, a quart—
to drink," Breyten hoarsely interrupted. "I've
a beastly thirst " '
Obedient to the doctor's glance the nurse
Bhuffled out; but before he returned with
the water Breytea had fallen away again into
a gentle sleep, from which he did not wake
for two hours. He dreamed of Rosalynde. He
saw her before him, close. and_ yet far off,
as If through miles of shimmering mist. He
spoke to her. but without voice, quite un
ftble to make her hear; he tried to touch
fcer, but his hand hty powerless; at the same
time be heard a dove cooing, and felt a light
current of nlr running over him with sooth -
Ing effect, and he knew that the window
beside his bed was open. Then the old clock
on. the stair landing struck 11, and he half
opened his eyes.
Rosalynde Baoderet was gliding towards the
door that gave into the hall. Half turned
from htm, her face showed a pretty, clear-cut
"Don't go away from me; come back'
Come back!" he suddenly called. "I want
She faced him with a quick, startled move
ment and a sweet smile flashed over her
face.' At the same time she laid her finger
on her mouth with a look that commanded
silence. The nurse moved around the bed,
pretending to straighten the cover, and said:
"The doctor told you not to talk, sir."
"And I told you that I'd shy something
heavy at your head, ' Breyten remarked, al
most in bis natural voice, a ghastly flicker of
good-natured impatience in hU countenance.
•But if you'll fetch me a drink of cold water
we'll call it square."
Rosalynde had stopped by the door, after a
step or two backward, and now she moved
aside to let the nurse pass out on bis quest
la Breyten'a behalf: then she again attempted
to leave the room, not trusting herself to
look towards him.
"No; you stay, please," he said very gen
tly. "You won't «o away and leave me?"
"Harper will return In a minute," she rt
"Harper? Who's Harper?"
"The man who nurses you—who Just now
went to get you water."
"That stupid lamp: He has red hair, and
he's clammy."
The childish petulance of Breyten's voice
affected Miss Banderet strangely; she turned
her eyes upon him again to see if his mind
might be wandering, but ahe could not at
first be sure. He was frightfully haggard,
and his look had a most pathetic appeal in
it; moreover, the ravages of pain had not
destroyed the noble beauty of his face; It nad
but given it an almost unearthly strangeness.
Furtively she had watched him during his
period of awful danger, with a sense of re
sponsibility for hU condition; for she too was
riding very fast when the accident occurred.
It was unspeakable relief to her now, seeing
la a moment that he was coining to a more
natural expression, and that his eyes gave
forth a gentle light when he said:
"You might be kind to a fellow in such
need. Sit on the chair here and—what's the
matter with me? My Teg "
Sh» moved quickly to his bedside. The
curse came in with the water.
"What has happened to me?" Breyten in
quired after a pause, during which he was
weakly fumbling, trying to make out the
meaning of the plaster oast on his leg.
"You've been hurt, sir, and you mustn't
talk." said the nurse.
But he did talk, and finally there was noth
ing to do short of explaining everything to
In a few days he was eating well and look
ing much better. Slowly his cheeks filled out
and his eyes regained their happy, steadfast,
magnetic light.
Miss Banderet was kind to, him. She chat
ted with, him, saw that the housekeeper and
servants neglected nothing conducive to his
comfort, and, when the doctor at last permit
ted it, she read to him an hour every day.
This hour had its fascination growing upon
Breyten rapidly from the first. He looked
forward to it with impatience and back at it
with tender, reminiscent delight She had
stately little ways, an inscrutable reserve, a
glowing countrj»-girl complexion, and an in
telligence whieii was apt to take him un
awares. He soon discovered that he had not
been mistaken as to her relations with Rayle.
Unquestionably they were* lovers; almost cer
tainly they were engaged. This was food for
uneasy thought while ihe listened to her
aweetly monotonous reading of "Children of
the ABbey"—think of Bt, "Children of the
Abbey"!—which she had* come across in the
One day during the reading a little servant
girl came to the open door with letters from
the postoflice. Rosalynde' pouaced eagerly
upon her, and. snatching the tray, selected
her own mail, then gave Breyten his, and
was off to her ' room, leaving behind her an
indescribable, t&ntalirtag impression of flow
er-like purity -quaintly sophisticated with pro
vincial wjtodam He lay for a long time
thinking ow all that had passed since that
day at the -bridge, and trying to realise the
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meaning in each group of-incidents affecting
one's life. „
There was, however, a certain drop of gall
in his cup of reflections. The glimpse of a
foreign: postage stamp on one of Rosalynde s
letters. vand the flush of joy on her cheek
*a«a-she saw it, toW him that the missive
was from Rayle.
-.V:. ■■;'■' CHAPTER X. -fe;',
. During the tedious process of what Brey
ten 1 called "sloughing his shell, 1' which was
getting rid of the plaster cast, there was
not much that he could do for himself be
yond * nagging at the nurse.. Harper, and
counting the seconds between the times when
Rosalynde, a punctual visitor, came in to see
biBU hut when at last the stiff crust was re
moved from his leg he began forthwith to
contemplate getting out of bed.. Here again
he surprised the little surgeon, for the frac
tures were found to be already not only firm
ly knit, but in every way well, so that with
in less than a week he could use his leg with
almost 'perfect freedom. .
"That's your sound constitution, your ab
solutely pure blood, your vigorous nerve
centers," said the man of science in a warmly
appreciative tone. "You've never abused
your magnificent physique, and in turn It is
good to you in your hour of need."
Breyten decided that he would go back to
the hotel, but General Banderet laid his veto
upon the proposition.
"No, sir, you will permit me to be firm,"
said the fine old man. "I cannot let you be
hauled away from my house. Whenever the
doctor says that you can safely walk to the
hotel, then you may go, if you must. Mean
time, Just to please me, ou will stay right
where you are." ... ?iit,H
The nominating convention was close at
hand, and the general had little leisure. His
young opponent showed great resources and
no scruples whatever in using them; he
forced the old war-horse" to such a pitch
of speed that there was danger of a break.
Excitement reached a stage pretty accurately
indicated by the newspaper headlines ani
double-leaded editorials, which somehow
made the very types look frantic. Breyten
read the blatant literature of '.he campaign
with a growing Impression that General
Banderet was pretty sure to be defeated; and
for the first time in his life he felt the thrill
of political partlzonship stir his blood.
"Unless something almost miraculous can
be done in your grandfather's favor," he
suddenly remarked to Rosalynde one morn
ing, "he's going to be badly defeated In the
She started and gave him a quick look;
he saw a faint pallor spread over her cheek?
as she said: "Surely not. Why do you think
"Well, I hardly know. I've been reading the
pros and cons in the newspapers. Somehow
I feel catastrophe in the air."
He was sorry in a moment for having
spoken at all—especially sorry, realizing the
brutal frankness of his words; but it was too
late to avoid full responsibility, so he went
on giving in detail his reasons for fearing
that General Banderet was hardly holding bis
own In the race; but he softened his tone.
Rosalynde regained her composure In a
moment and listened without further show of
feeling. In fact, she had been for several
days troubled about her grandfather's poli
tical prospect, and it was more sudden con
firmation of her fears than surprise at Brey
ten's statement that had thrown her into
momentary confusion. She had heard Gereral
Banderet say more than once that defeat
would mean t.is complete and final retire
ment, which was equivalent to saying: "It
will be the end of all my hopes, the crushing
of my life's ambition. I shall have no further
interest in existence."
She had a general impression of what a
pitiful figure, what a pathetic wreck, is the
old and broken-down politician, stranded on
the sand, so to speak, and left all alone
by his partizan friends, once so numerous,
active and noisy; but she could not imagine
her grandfather descending to that estate;
she dared not think of it—would not.
Yet what Breyten had said seemed to her
weighted with authority, because it came
from him. Somehow he had forced her to be
lieve in him at all points, and yet he bad not
made any apparent effort to do it, rather the
contrary in some particulars; for his whim
sical humor and frequent fretfulness on ac
count of his confinement were not especially
"I despise politics," she said, "and I can
not understand how a man like grandfather
can be so enthusiastic, so vehement in pur
suit of office, when he says himself that
there's no pay In It." W
"I imagine that it's not for the salary that
he desires election," Breyten replied. "The
fascination lies deeper. Ambition is a reck
less rider, going at a breakneck gait for the
glory of the race and the mad sense of vic
tory when the shouting and applause
come on."
"We gave a practical demonstration of it,
I suppose, in our riding the other day," she
demurely suggested—"two ambitions going
blindly in opposite directions along the same
"You earned the applause," he said; "but
it isn't always that it turns out so well.
.Mere brute weight usually triumphs; at least
it is so in politics, and the crowd admires
tiic triumphant scoundrel more than the
wrecked gentleman. Force is magnetic."
"It all seems—seems vulgar to me." She
hesitated, then added, "But men—it is differ
ent to them, I suppose."
"Not to all of them."
"Not to you?"
*'I have been so-much abroad that I have
never yet cast a vote, much less entered into
the scramble of politics."
VAlfred told me"—she flushed—"Mr. Rayle
mentioned your having studied art in Paris."
"He was wrong; I did not study, I played.
I have always played. Study is a great bore.
When you've done your utmost and learned
something of which you hope to be the one
master, you are bumped against by a dozen
or so fellows who know it ten times better
than you do. What's the use?"
"If you are a genius, it is different,
isn't it?"
"We don't have geniuses nowadays. If any
are born, they die young. They starve early.
They can't make a living. The specialists
rob them."
"How do you know?" she demanded, almost
too peremptorily. "Why do you say so?"
"From one end of the world to the other
I've seen them perishing, the poor fellows.
In New York, not a cent; in London, not a
penny; la Paris, not a sou; in Rome, not a
soldo; but they have statues, poems, paint
ings— garrets full of them. They died mis
erably, and nobody seemed to care a straw."
She looked at him steadily, Intently, while
he was speaking. He saw that his words
hurt her; nor was he in doubt why they hurt
her. Curiously enough, he felt a stir of
pleasure deep within him—he was glad to
hurt her in that way. But at the same time
a pang of something like remorse cut across
his conscience; he ought to have detested
"But Alfred—Mr. Rayle—is unfortunate; he
i* crippled, and you advised him " She
checked herself. "I mean," she went on,
"that his case is different; he could not do
physical labor."
Breyton laughed at this absolutely frank
disclosure of his real meaning.
"We won't apply my sweeping statements
to Mr. Rayle." he said. "I don't think that
he really fancies himself a genius "
"Yes, he does," she interrupted, "and so
do I. He is a genius, and he'll not fail—l
know he won't."
"Pluck and dogged persistence are what
I hope he has." Breyten said, making an
effort to appear impartial. "There's some
chance in art, even now, for high sincerity
and enormous labor. I found that out while
I was playing in a Paris studio. I lacked
everything that art demanded of me. I
thought I was a genius. Labor did not
agree with me—it never does with a man
who thinks he's a genius; therefore I escaped
the horrors of an artist's life."
His lightness of tone scarcely deceived her.
yet It gave her a certain relief. He saw her
face change.
"Maybe what you look upon as horrors are
great delights to others," she ventured, not
very confidently. "You feel about art as I
do about politics; but you and I must admit
that men have succeeded in both, and that
they may again."
"Its owing to what we take for success,"
he replied. "I don't call a life-long fever, a
continuous state of burning discontent, and
a death of despair success worth naming. I
never Knew au artist who wasn't Jealous of
every other artist, never saw one who wasn't
sickly, who wasn't In debt, who wouldn't
sacrifice everybody and everything for his
ambition. Show me an artist, and I'll show
you a thoroughly selfish and unreliable per-
"You are chaffing," she said. "Be serious,
please." She paused; although she was smil
ing, he saw that her heart was shaking the
drapery below her throat. "I really wish
you to be jeifectly frunk," she presently
adSed, "for I am interested. You can tell
me just whit I want to know."
"II 1 can 1 will," he promptly responded,
"but I'm afraid that I shall not be very com
fortlng if 1 tell the square truth."
"Do you tLiuk that Mr. Rayle can succeed
as an artist?" she demanded, with an inim
itable blunt sweetness of speech.
He was wholly unprepared for this interro
gatory, albeit he was not unaware of her
Impulse and its source. Something in her
voice, her look—something not before felt or
seen—caught him up breathless, and set him
to thinking after the manner of one who
is suddenly forced into -great peril. It was
as if he felt his hold upon something very
precious slipi-ing off by bis own careless
ness, or rather his own weakness of grip.
Not that he hud been so bold as to think he
held her in any way; but he now realised
how sweet and withal how heady was the
draught of her loveliness, and how precious
the flue light of her girlish character. What
she had done for him during his time of twi
light and doubt, while life sank so Jow in
his veins, came to mind with a surge. And
he had hurt l>er, had wilfully stabbed at her
pure heart with the subtlest of poison on his
assassin knife! He was poet enough to make
his figure of thought romantically effective
to his own imagination. Moreover, he was
honest enough to realize that the situation de
manded something of him as liberally un
selfish as his words of a moment before had
been selflsh'y mean.
"I certainly hope Mr. Rayle will succeed,
he presently said. "Of course, I do not know
much about him. He impressed me as a man
of fine mind and character, and he's hand
some, attractive."
"But you have no confidence in the outcome
of his venture; you think he will fail; you
may as well say it."
"And what do you think?" he demanded.
"I think"— She hesitated in her peculiar
way, turning a ring on her finger, her head
slightly to one side. "I don't know. He's
brave and determined. What is possible to do
he will accomplish."
Breyten. was thoughtful for some moments
before he said:
"You must at least be prepared for failure.
It's really the most probable thing; but I
don't regard it as calamity. He can come
back and go at something else.. Art is not
the whole of life." '
"I think that, too," she said, "but he
doesn't. To him it is different. It' 3 his
lameness, I believe, that makes him so ter
ribly in earnest. I did not -want-him- to go.' 1
"You are going to marry Mr. Rayle?"
Breyten was not sure that such a question
was in the least proper. His training and
experience had*not been of the sort to lead
him into the refinements of conventional po
liteness, but hu felt a sudden desire to reach
a perfect understanding with her, to have
from her own lips confirmation of what he
already felt could not be doubted. And yet
the mere thought sent a chill through his
"Yes," she answered promptly, as If al
most eager to acknowledge it; "we are to be
married when he comes back from Paris. It
is no secret; our engagement has been an
nounced. This is why I wanted you to tell
me Just what you thought of his chance to
win what he went for."
"He will win, he must win," Breyten said,
in a tone that was very sympathetic and en
couraging. "In such a case I should wiu
or tear up the whole French metropolis."
he added after a pause. "When I was there
I had no incentive such as—such as you have
given him."
There came a splendid light into her eyes,
while her cheeks paled a trifle, and the flut-
teriug of the drapery below her throat was
renewed. Her lips were slightly parted, but
she was scarcely smiling.
"I hope that he is entirely worthy of you,"
Breyten continued, his voice almost failing
tim. "Were I but in his place " He
caught himself and broke off the sentence.
"If he is worthy of his fortune he will mold
fate to his liking."
The girl's brown eyes read his heart while
he was speaking iv this half-evasive way,
and she felt a strange pang in her own
breast; but there was nothing for her to
say to him, nothing to do but remark that
her time was up, that she must go and at-
tend to other duties.
"My time is up, too," he said with a shad
owy smile. "I also must go. You have been
so good to me. It's choking me to say fare
well." He arose and held out his hand.
"What a very angel of kindness and com
fort you have been to me! Good-by."
'But no, you are not going now?" she said,
making a move to take his hand, but arrest
ing it at the start. "You—you are not well
enough." Her voice faltered in her throat.
"The doctor says I am. And, besides, it's
time: you know it is. Good-by." He spoke
She offered her hand now, and he was sen-
sible enough to take no liberty of pressure
or detention. It was, indeed, a curiously ab
rupt leave-taking. General Banderet was out.
"I will see him down town, soon, and give
him my gratitude and adleux," said Ereyten,
trying to be airily cheerful. And so he went,
not trusting himself to look back until the
street gate clinked shut behind him. His
heart was pounding at his throat, a sensa
tion he had never before felt, and while he
stood for a long minute gazing at the stately
old house, he realized how powerless he was
to resist something that had laid hold of him.
Moreover, he knew just what it was.
"I love her! I love her!" he panted forth,
all unconscious of the stage face he was mak
ing, or of the almost ludicrous me'odr&inatle
attitude he assumed as he cultched the top
of the gate and appeared en the point of
rending it.
Then he let go his hold on the gate and
turned towards the hotel, shaking oft the
mood with a smile of returning self-con
fidence. He walked without limping, scarcely
showing a sign of his recent terrible in
As soon as Breyten was gone, Rosalynde
began to realize that his presence in the
house had meant a great deal to her. A
lonesome silence seemed to have filled the
halls and chambers -when she turned from an
upper window, whence, through a rift in the
foliage, she had seen him walk away, tall
and straight, along the tree-shaded pavement.
He disappeared after a pace or two, leaving
in her brain an impression not easily cast
A few minutes later, when the morning mail
was handed in, there were two letters from
Rayle and his photograph, the latter a tiny,
unmounted portrait, strikingly lifelike and
handsome. Rosalynde turned to these with
frank delight; but somehow Paris seemed in
finitely distant, as if borne suddenly away
to the dimmest of horizons, and the half
smiling face of her lover gave forth no in
fluence save that of remoteness and compete
separation. The clear, dark eyes looked at
her without interest or speculation; their
gaze was a steadfast, luminous indifference.
Bhe read the letters, however, to better
effect, for Rayle's style of writing conveyed
an immediate Impression of reality, and she
quickly warmed to his enthuisastic descrip
tions of his new experiences and surround
ings. He had not yet begun his studies, but
was going up and down Paris, feasting bis
provincial eyes upon the fascinating urban
wonders opening at every turn.
One thing in the letter of latest date struck
Rosalynde with the force of a revelation. It
referred to the money which had been so
mysteriously sent to Rayle.
"I have been thinking it over," he wrote,
"and I now feel tolerably certain that our
friend Breyten is the person who furnished
the money. I do not know that be U rich,
but he must be, and I remember things that
he said to me, things not particularly signif
icant at the time, yet almost conclusive to
my mind when I consider them in perspective
and with the light of all the circumstances
to help me. Of course, I may be quite off in
my conclusion, so It will be best not to
speak of it. Whoever it was who sent the
money, the amount is but a loan; I am going
to pay it back with interest. What a chance
it hae given me! I feel the inspiration of It
In every drop of my blood."
The suggestion of the paragraph corres
ponded in some way with Rosatyade's mood,
and it added greatly to her romantic lm
presslon -of ,: Brey ten's«. personality. .She Im
mediately suspected that -her grandfather*
money had com» from 'the '- fame source that
had supplied \ RayU. It was like a- fairy
■tory; it burst upon her imagination with
strange' splendor; * and at: the , same' time it
seemed to confirm: and perfect certain hither
to Inchoate suspicions, which she nad been
unable to grasp fully or fairly.examine.' ■ '
Hayle had talked to her so much about the
power ; of' money, had pictured* to "her- the
almost - omnipotent influence of riches • with
such reckless eloquence, that the bare possi-'
jillty of Breyten'a turning out. to be a mil
lionaire in the disguise of a careless tourist
awheel had a dazzling yet somewhat depress
ing effect upon her mind. She sat by a win
dow and ' looked forth, without seeing the
trees in the old garden or the robins oa the
grass. '! Curiously enough, her lover had
passed out of her mind; his letters and
photograph lay unnoticed in her lap. ;
(To be continued.) . ,}}'{ j
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Sabbath-School Lesson,
FOR MAY so) 1001 '
The Holy Spirit Given.—AoU H. 1-I*.
By John R. Whitney.—Copyright, Ml.
Golden When He, the Spirit of Truth,
is come, He will guide you laio ail truth.—
John xvi., li.
The scheme of grace, which has been
brought before us ' In our recent lessons, Is
marvelous both for its completeness and for
its graciousness. It was devised by God, and
carried out by God, that sinful men "might
not perish.-but have everlasting life." As
we have studied this plan of redemption we
have seen:
That every demand of the law which con
demns the ; sinner has been fully -met and
satisfied on bis behalf by the life and death
of Jesus of Nazareth. j- . \ ' -
That "the resurrection" set the seal of God
upon the work of Jesus of Nazareth and de
clared it to be the work of his own sou.
; That "the ascension" recorded that work
as complete and satisfactory in the high court
of heaven. -■ ' .■: -m . . '"■ :
, And now we see God— . Holy Ghost—de
scending to earth that he may make effectual
the worK of God—the son—ln the hearts and
lives of sinners. None but a God of Infinite
love could . ever ' have, devised and. executed
such a plan as this, and then come to en
lighten men and plead with them to ac
cept it.. ■ ■ ; • . %<\ ■ ■-: - '; ■' ..
As we saw - last week, . the descent ,of ! the
Holy Ghost was dependent • upon. the ascent
of Jesus of Nazareth. It was the direct ful
filment of his promise; "If I depart, 1 will
send him , unto - you." (John xvi., 7.)' It
thus inaugurated the third grand epoch la the
world's history." In the first epocH, God, the
father, walked with sinless man.. (Gen. Hi.,
8.) How long this continued is not ■ revealed.
Then, "when the fulness of the time was
come," God, the son, for a whole generation
walked with sinful man. Then God, the
Holy Ghost> descended to abide with his peo
ple "tore"ver," and to bring sinful man back
into the fellowship with God which was en-
Joyed by sinless man in the beginning. • Thus
in every epoch—at the creation, in the re
demption and throughout the restoration—
God is always found with > his people. At
last the grand final epoch, the Judgment, will
be ushered In. Then his people will always
be with him. ■"-■-•• ~ _;'': ■ -^ --\;i-
Apparently it was just before his ascen
sion tbmt Jesus commanded his disciples .'.'that
they should not depart from Jerusalem, but
wait for the promise of the father, ■ which,
saith he, ye have : heard of me;. for John
truly baptized with water, -but ye : shall be
baptized with the Holy Ghost not many days
hence.'.' -And then he went on to say:' "Ye
shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost
is come.upon, you; and ye shall Tie witnesses
unto me both in Jerusalem, and in all Judea;
and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost parts
«f the earth."/. (Acts i., 4-8.) ;.. •■•"-,; -■"
In obedience to this command the disciples
remained in . Jerusalem,', waiting for the ful
fillment of the promise. They were all Jews,
but they did not all live in Jesusalem. With
multitudes of ■ their fellow countrymen, and
proselytes to'Jlidialsm from other nations, the
others had come there- to attend the great
national feast of "The Passover."
But when the feast was over they had not
scattered to their various homes, as did
others, because for forty days they were
privileged, at blessed intervals, to see their
risen Lord and receive his instructions. And
now he had bidden them to tarry there still
longer, waiting for— knew not exactly
what. They were but a small company—"the
number of the names together were about an
hundred and twenty" (i., 15)— they were
obliged to meet together in secret, with
closed doors, "for fear of the Jews." But
they had high hopes. They probably thought
that the direction to wait was in some way
connected with the setting up of the kingdom
for which they had been so long looking, and
that in, the end they would see it fully
established. For wheruthia direction and this
promise were given,- the one question 'which
filled their minds was. "Lord, wilt thou at
this time restore again the * kingdom to
Israel?" (i., 6.) ; *:
So ten days more passed away. But they
were not idle days, nor days of mourning.
They were days of prayer, of earnest, • united
constant and importunate prayer. For Jesus
had told them, "Ye shall be baptized with
the Holy Ghost not many days hence" (i., 5L
and "when he, the spirit of truth, is come,
he will guide you lute- all truth: for he shall
not I speak of himself; but whatsoever he
shall hear, that shall he speak; and he shall
show you things to come. He shall glorify
me; for, he shall receive of mine, and shall
show It unto you. All things that the father
hath are mine; therefore, said I, that he
shall take of mine anji shall shew it unto
you." (.John xvi., 13-15.) But what, he meant
by "The Holy Ghost," they no more under
stood than they had understood what he had
before said about his crucifixion, and resur
Whilst they thus waited and prayed, the
time for the feast of Pentecost was gradually
drawing nigh. When it "was fully come,
they were all with one accord in one place"
just as they, had been on other days. But
then "suddenly there came, from heaven a
sound as of the rushing of a mighty wind,
and it filled all. the house where they were
sitting. And there appeared unto them
tongues parting asunder like as of fire; and
it sat upon each of them. And they were
nil filled with the Holy Ghost." (v., 2-4, R.
V.) Now their prayer was answered, and
they became changed men. Before this they
were not only "unlearned and Ignorant men"
(iv.. 13) in the sense of being uneducated
fishermen, but vastly more so in that they
were utterly unable to comprehend spiritual
truth as they found it in their.. Scriptures,
or illustrated/in their ritual, or even as ex
pounded by the Lord Jesus Christ himself.
But from this day all of this was changed.
This is the history of all disciples in every
age. We see >it. every day in our own midst.
Children. are trained by most godly parents,
and by most earnest and devoted teachers.
Men sit for years under the. most learned
and faithful ministers. The great facts and
truths of the gospel become household words.
And yet their deep, spiritual; life-giving
meaning, the character and work of Jesus
Christ, his relations to themselves and to
their eternal life, are never understood until
"the day of Pentecost" is "fully come," and
the Holy Ghost'descends upon them with all
his quickening power.
It is very significant that this gift of the
holy ghost was bestowed "when the day of
Pentecost was fully come." "This word is
derived from the Greek word Petecoste, which
signifies the fiftieth." (Cruden.) For the
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feast Itself was the second great feast of the
Jewish year, the first being the "Passover"
aud it was called "the feast of weeks" (Deut.
xvi., I<>), because it occurred fifty days, or a
week of weeks, after "the passover." The
law said in regard to it: "Te shall count unto
you from the morrow afte^r the Sabbath"—
that is, the Sabbath following "the passover"
—"from the day that ye brought the sheaf
of the wave offering, seven Sabbaths shall
be complete; even uuto the morrow after the
seventh Sabbath, shall ye number fifty days."
(Lev., xxlii., \l, 16.)
Now the bringing of "the sheaf of the wave
Offering" marked the beginning of the first
9f spring harvest. U was called "a sheaf of
the first fruits " of that harvest. (Lev. xxiii.,
30, 11.) It was to be brought on "the mor
row after the Sabbath"—that is, the Sabbath
following "the passover," which was the day
on which our Lord rose from the dead. "Fifty
days ' later, when the harvest was ready to be
all gathered iv, the feast of Pentecost was to
bo celebrated. It was thus a thanksgiving
feast for the first ingatherings .of tbe year.
Just as the feast of tabernacles in the fall
was the Joyful thanksgiving for the final In
At this feast also the people were to re
member their deliverarce from the bondage
of Egypt (Deut. xvi., 10-12), and many "have
regarded the day as the commemoration of
the giving of the law on Mt. Sinai." (Smith's
Diet.) It thus called upon the people to re
joice in deliverance from bondage, to recog
nize the majesty of law, and to realize that
God had indeed gathered his people to him
selt. And now that the law had been "made
honorable" in the person and work of Christ
completed at "the passover," and he had
himself become "the first fruits of them that
slept" (1. Cor., xv., 20), there is a very pe
culiar appropriateness that at this "feast of
Pentecost" the holy ghost should descend
to begin the ingathering of God's people from
the four quarters of the earth.
For fifteen hundred years these feasts had
come and gone, year after year, and yet their
deep spiritual meaning had never been recog
nized by those who attended them, or studied
them. The apostles themselves, had been as
familiar with them from their earliest days,
as they had of late been intimate with Jesus
of Nazareth, but they had never understood
them, any better than they had undersood
him. They had not even noticed that h«?
was crucified on the very day that the Pass
over lamb was slain; or that he rose from
the dead on "the morrow after the Sabbath,"
when "the sheaf of the wave offering" was
presented "before the Lord to be accepted
for" them.
Bue when the holy ghost took of the things
of Jesus and showed them unto them, then
they understood it all. Then they were able
to see what John the Baptist meant when he
said, "Behold, the Lamb of God." Then
they could declare without hesitation,
"Christ, our Passover, is sacrificed for us"
(1 Cor., v., 7), and "Now is Christ risen from
the dead and become the first fruits of them
that slept." (1 Cor., xv., 20.) But it required
the Holy Ghost to teach them to understand,
and it requires the same Holy Ghost to
teach us.
"The wind bloweth where it listetb, and
thou nearest the sound thereof, but canst not
tell whence it cometh and whither it goeth."
(John 111., 8.) So it was ou this day of
Pentecost. Whilst the apostles and their
companions were earnestly praying, "sudden
ly there came a sound from heaven as of a
rushing, mighty wind, and it filled all the
house." This sound not only reverberated
from wall to wall, all through the house, but
it was heard in the streets of the city. As in
the valley of dry bones, which the prophet
saw. "there was a noise—and behold a shak
ing—and the bones came together, bone to
his bone" lEzek. xxxvii., 7-10), so "wheu this
sound was beard the multitude came together
and were counfounded, because that every
man heard them speaking in his own lan
guage." (Verse 6, R. V.)
For not only was there "a sound" whioh
arrested the ear, but there was a signt
which arrested the eye. "There appeared
unto them cloven tongues," which darted
here and there among them, "like as of fire,"
shooting out from a fierce burning. It was
the visible fulfilment of Jesus' promise.
"They were all filled with the Holy Ghost."
touched as with a live coal from off the altar.
Not only were their minds now enlightened
to understand the true nature of the king
-dom their Lord had come to establish, but
their lips were opened to declare "thw won
derful works of God"; the gracious, as well
as wonderful, work of Redemption.
But more wonderful still, this great multi
tude which, like the dry bones in the vision,
"stood up upon their feet an exceeding great
army" before the apostles, and which only a
little more than a month before had cried
"Crucify him," now had their ears opened
to hear, their minds enlightened to under
stand, and their hearts softened to feel the
power of the apostles' words concerning Jesus.
No matter whether they belonged In Jeru
salem or came from Europe, Asia or Africa,
the words spoken met every one's need and
awakened every one's conscience. The same
spirit which gave one man power to speak
gave another man power to hear. So it has
been ever since. So It will ever be until the
the end. One and the same spirit must anoint
both speaker and hearer—both teacher and
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Various explanations are given of the
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per. The accepted theory of Dr. Hodgson
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that as investigation proceeds the difficul
ties in the way of clear communication
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and will probably be greatly diminished
in the years to come. The statements of
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"luminous ether" inclosed in our flesh and
blood bodies. The relation of Mrs. Pi
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dwell is such that a special store of pe
culiar energy is accumulated in connec
tion with her organism, and this appears
to them as "a light." Mrs. Piper's
ethereal body is removed by them and her
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with this "light." Sevral "communica
tors" may be in contact with this light
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and brightness of this light the communi
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ill health the "light" is feebler and the,
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"G. P." says: "You to us are more like
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