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Rer. Stephen Materston, a circuit
preacher of northern California, while
conducting a revival at Tasajasa, suc
cumbs to the physical and spiritual strain
brought on by his religious labors. He la
ordered away to e. sleepy old Spanish
town In the southern country to recuper
ate. There, while gaining health and
Strength, he la much shocked by being a
coimtant wltneas of the (to Mm) Iniquitous
religious exercises qj. the Catholic mis
sion adjoining his esiidence. One night,
While solacing himself by singing hymns
In the garden, he hears the tinkling of a
guitar, apparently endeavoring to aucom-
?anvhla voice. ' The same thing happens
he next evening, and on the third night,
at the conclusion of his psalm, a childish
but fascinating voice is mischievously up
lifted In a Spanish love song. Impelled
by curiosity, he approaches the wall of
the garden, and startles the singer, a
beautiful young girl, who falls off the wall
Into his arms. She talks to him a moment
coquettish!. Tells him that she is Pepita
Kamlrss, daughter of the mission gard
ener. The next day the preacher con
vinces himself that he has cause to con
vert this girl to true Christianity. He
enda her a note privately, appointing a
Meeting at the wall that evening, which
Pepita, clad In black lace from head to
foot, konoar by coming. .
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Totl naven't brought your guitar,"
he continued, still more awkwardly, at
he noticed that she held only a long
: black fan In her hand.
"For why T Tou would that I play It,
' and when my uncle say: "Where go
feptta, she la Is loss,' tome one shall
fay: 'Oh! I have hear her tlnk,a-tlnk
In the garden of the Americano, who llf
alone.' And then It ess finish!"
Masterton began to feel exceedingly
Uncomfortable.. There was something
' In this situation that he had not
dreamed of.' But with the persistency
fan awkward man he went on:
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"But you played on the wall the other
night, and tried to accompany me."
"But that was lass night and on the
wall: - In had not speak to you, you had
not' speak to me. Tou had not sent me
the leetle note by your peon." She
stopped and suddenly opening her fan
before her face, sojhat only her mis
chievous eyes were visible .added: "You
had noli ask me then to come to hear
you make lof to me, Don Esteban. That
Is tb'e dlTerence."
The circuit preacher felt the blood
rush to his face. Anger, shame, morti
fication, remorse and fear alternately
strove with htm, but above all and
through all he was connckus of a sharp
exquisite pleasure that frightened him
still more. Yet . he managed to ex
claim: "No! no! You cannot think me ca
pable. of such a cowardly trick?"
The girl started, more at the unmis
takable sincerity of his utterance than
at the words, whose full meaning she
may have only Imperfectly caught.
"A treek? A treek?" she slowly and
wonderlngly repeated. Then sudden
ly, as If comprehending him, she turned
'V .
j- "Ars Yo the Devil."
her round black eyes full upon him and
dropped her fan from her face.
'And what for you ask me to come
here then?"
"I wanted to talk with you," he be
gan, "on far more serious matters." "I
Wished to" but he stopped. He could
not address this quaint child-woman,
staring at him In black-eyed 'wonder. In
either the measured, or the Impetuous
term's with which he would have ex
horted a maturer responsible being. He
made, a step towards her; she drew
back, striking at his extended hand half
Impatiently, half mischievously with
her fan.
He flushed and then burst out blunt
ly, "I want to talk with you about your
oul."
Hjr what?"
"Your Immortal soul, unhappy girl."
"What have you to make with that?
Are you a devil?" Her tyes grew round
er though the faced him boldly." :
"I am a minister of the gospel," he
aid, In hurried entreaty. "You must
hear hie for a moment. 1 would save
your souLi t -,
"My Immortal soul llf with the padre
at the mission you moost seek her
there! My mortal body,' she added,
With a mischievous smile, "say to you,
'good a' night,' Don' Esteban." She
dropped him a tittle curtesy and ran
away. '. ' r, : ,'.
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her little black figure passing swiftly
beside the moonlit wall, saw it sud
denly slide Into a shadowy fissure, and
vanish. .
In his blank disappointment he could
hot bear to reenter- the house he had
left so sangulnely a fow moments be
fore, but walked moodily In the garden.
His discomfiture was the more com
plete since he felt that his defeat was
owing to some mistake In his methods,
and not the Incorrigibility of his sub
ject. Was It not spiritual weakness In him
to have esented so sharply the girl's
Imputation that he wished to make love
to her? He should have borne It as
Christians had even before now borne
slander and false testimony for their
faith. He might even have accepted It,
and let the triumph of her conversion tn
the end prove his innocence. Or was
his purpose Incompatible with that
sisterly affection he had so often
preached to the women of his flock? He
might have taken her hand, and called
her "Sisters Pepita," even as he had
called Deborah "Sister." He recalled
the fact that he had for an Instant held
her struggling In his arms: he remem
bered the thrill that the recollection
had caused him, and somehow it now
sent a burning blush across his face.
He hurried back Into the house.
The next day a thousand wild ideao
took the place of his former-settled
resolution. He would seek the padre,
this custodian of the young girl's soul;
he would convince him of his error, or
beseech him to give him an equal access
to her spirit! He would seek the uncle
of the girl, and work up his feelings.
He would begin his missionary work
with Conception,' and then enlist her
In the task of saving Peplta's soul. But
remembering the old woman's singular
conduct by the light of Peplta's rev
elation he shrank from her question
ing glances. A dreadful suspicion that
she might have divined some secret Im
pelling power tn his nature, that he had
not dreamed of himself, began to haunt
him. . .;-'., . .
Then for three or four days he re
solved to put the young girl from his
mind, trusting after the fashion of his
kind for some special revelation from a
supreme source as' an Indication for his
conduct. This revelation presently oc
curred, as It Is apt to occur when want
ed. One evening his heart leaped at the
familiar sound of Peplta's guitar In
the distance. Whatever his ultimate
intention now, he hurriedly ran Into
the garden. The sound came from
the former direction"; but as he unhesi
tatingly approached the mission wall
he could see that she was not upon It,
and as the notes of her guitar were
struck again,- he knew that they came
from the other side. But the chords
were a prelude toone of his own.hymns,
and he stood entranced as her sweet,
child-like tvolce rose- with the very
words that he had suns;. The few de
fects were .those of purely oral Imita
tion, the accents even the slight reitera
tion of the "s," were Peplta's own;
We are traveling home to God, --
In -the way our farsers trod, "
They are nappy now, and we "
Soon their happiness shall see. ' ";
He was astounded. ' He recollection
of the air and the words was the nor
wonderful, for he remembered now that
he had only sung that Mrtlcuufl&Jrirm,
once. But. (o hi attll, greater .dellglt
ana surprise ner voice rose again
the sec ndx verse, Vita a touch of pi
Uvsaedi tiat rjrOd kda throat:
A
it
Choeldren oof the Heavenly King,
As ye Journey esswe&tly suing;
Enlnff your great Redeemer's praise,
Olorlous lu Hues works and ways.
The simple, almost childish words
so childish that they might have been
the fitting creation of her own childish
Hps here died away with a sweep and
crash of the whole strings. Breathless
silence followed. In which Stephen Mas
terton culd feel the beatings of his own
heart.
"Miss Ramlrei," he called In a voice
that scarcely seemed his own. There
was no reply, "pepita!" he repeated;
It was strangely like the accent of a
lover, but he no longer cared. Still
the singer's voice was llent.
Then he ran swiftly beside the wall
as he had seen her run, until he came
to the fissure, It was overgrown with
vines and brambles almost as Impene
trable as an abattls, but If she had
pierced It In her delicate crave dress,
so would he! He brushed roughly
through, and found himself in a glim
mering aisle of pear trees close by
the white wall of the Mission church.
For a moment, In that intricate
tracery of ebony and Ivory made by
the rising moon, he was daxsled, but
evidently his Irruption Into the or
chard had not been as lithe and silent
as her own, for a figure In a parti- col
ored dress suddenly started Into activi
ty, and running from the wall began
to course through the trees until It be
came apparently a part of that Involved
pattern. Nothing daunted, however,
Stephen Masterton pursued, his speed
Increasing as he recognised the flounces
of Peplta's barred dress, but the young
girl had the advantage of knowing the
locality, and could evade her (pursuer
by unsuspected turns and doubles.
For some moments this fanciful syl
van chase was kept up In perfect si
lence; it might have been a woodlawn
nymph pursued by a wandering shep
herd. Masterton presently saw that
she was making towards a tiled roof
that -was now visible as projecting over
the presldo wall, and was evidently her
goal of refuge. He redoubled his speed;
with skillful audacity and sheer
strength of his broad shoulders he
broke through a dense Ceanothus hedge
which Pepita was swiftly skirting, and
suddenly appeared between her and
her house.
With the first cry, the young girl
turned and tried to bury herself In the
hedge; but In another stride the circuit
preacher was at her side and caught
ha panting figure In his arms.
While he had been running he had
swiftly formulated what he should do
and what he should say to her. To
his simple appeal for her companion
ship and willing 'ear ho would add a
brotherly - tenderness, that should In
vite her trustfulness In him; he would
confess his wrong and ask her forgive
ness of his abrupt solicitations; he
would propose to teach her more
hymns; they would practice psalmody
together; even this priest, the custodian
of her soul, could not object to that; but
chiefly he would thank her; he Would
tell her how she had pleased him, and
this would lead to more serious and
thoughtful converse. - All this was In
his irilnd while he ran, was upon his Hps
when he caught her, and for an Instant
she lapsed, exhausted. In his arms. ! lut,
alas! even In that moment he sud$ nly
drew her towards him and kissed her
asonly a lover could. ...
The wlro grass was already yellow
ing on the Tasajasa plains with
dasty decay of the Ions; dry su
when Dr. Duchasxt returned to
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jasa. He came to see the wife of Dea
con Sanderson, who, having for the 12th
time added to the population of the set
tlement was not "doing so well" as
everybody except, possibly. Dr. Du
chesne expected. After he had made
this hollow-eyed, over-burdened, under
nourished woman as cumfortable as he
could In her rude, neglected surround-
lngs, to change the dreary chronicle of
suffering he turned to the husband, and
said: "After what has become of Mi.
Caught.
Masterton, who used to be in your
vocation?" A long groan came from
the deacon.
"Hallo! I hope he has not had a
relapse,", said the' doctor, earnestly. "I
thought I'd knocked all that nonsense
out of him I beg your pardon I
mean," he added, hurriedly, "he wrote
to me only a few weeks ago that he
was picking up his strength again and
doing well!"
"In his weak, gross, sinful flesh yes,
no doubt,' returned the deacon, scorn
fully, "and, perhaps, even In a worldly
sense, for those who value the vanities
of lfe; but he is lost to us, for all time,
and lost to eternal life for ever. Not," he
continued In sanctimonious vindictive
ness, "but that I often had my doubts
of Brother Masterton's steadfastness.
He was too much given to Imagery and
song."
"But what has he done?" persisted
Dr. Duchesne.
"Done! He has embraced the Scar
let Woman I" -
"Dear me!" said the doctor, "so soon?
Is It anybody you knew here not any
body's wife? Eh?" "
"He has entered theChurch of Rome,"
said the deacon, Indignantly; "he has
forsaken the God of his fathers for the
tents of the Idolaters; he Is the consort
of Papists and the slave of the Pope!"
"But are you sure?" said Dr. Du
chesne, with perhaps less concern than
before.
"Sure," returned the deacon, angrily;
"didn't Brother Bulkley, on account of
warning reports made by a God-fearing
and soul-seeking teamster, make a spe
cial pilgrimage to this land of Sodom
to Inquire and spy out Its wickedness.
Didn't 'he And Stephen Masterton
steeped In the Iniquity of practicing on
an organ he that scorned even a violin
or harmonium in the tents of the Lord
In an idolatrous chapel, with a for
eign . female Papist for .a teacher?
Didn't ha And him the guest at the
board of a Jesuit priest, vlsltlnr tat
schools of the mission where this young
Jexebel of a singer teaches the children
to chant in unknown tongues? Didn't
he find him living with a wrinkled In
dian witch who called him 'Padrone,'
and speaking her gibberish? Didn't
he find him, who left here a man mor
tified In flesh and spirit and pale with
native wines and flesh pots, and even
vain and gaudy tn colored apparel? And
last of all, didn't Brother Bulkley hear
that a rumor was spread far and wide
that this miserable backslider was to
take to himself a wife in one of these
strange women that very Jezebel who
seduced him? What do you call that?"
"It looks a good deal like human na
ture," said the doctor, musingly, "but I
call it a cure!"
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