Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . igh narrow bench, orlet her gaze wander to the open windownear the pulpit, framing in the freshgreen of oak boughs and the soft blue ofthe sky. Her eyes were not less blue, andthe tender beauty of the spring-time wasin the lovely lines of her person, butacross the sweet young face an unrest, asyet scarcely conscious of itself, lay like afaint shadow. He made it all good and plain,Nathan Saville said from the front seatof the rockaway as they drove slowlyhome through the hot sand. The stonecut from the mountain dont need any o
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . igh narrow bench, orlet her gaze wander to the open windownear the pulpit, framing in the freshgreen of oak boughs and the soft blue ofthe sky. Her eyes were not less blue, andthe tender beauty of the spring-time wasin the lovely lines of her person, butacross the sweet young face an unrest, asyet scarcely conscious of itself, lay like afaint shadow. He made it all good and plain,Nathan Saville said from the front seatof the rockaway as they drove slowlyhome through the hot sand. The stonecut from the mountain dont need any ofmans help. It will fill the earth in Godsown good time, and not before norafter. His daughters did not reply. They hadheard it all before many, many times;comment, even acquiescence, was un-necessary. Rnfe Ferryman is going to sendThomas off to Louisville to learn how t<»be a preacher. Their father spoke again,but there was no censure in his voice;rather it suggested his difficulty in get-ting at Rufe Perrymans point of view. Rufes father and grandfather were. UJ c/3 UJ I a 0-1 UJ I H O ALONG UNTRODDEN WAYS. 97 Old Baptists, but lie allowed Thomas togo to a Sunday-school, and this is theupshot of it. They were passing through the coolshadow of pine saplings. Cornelia laidher plain straw hat in her lap; rings ofbright hair lay damp on her broad fore-head. Sunday-schools, missionary socie-ties, and theological seminaries had notangible existence for her; they belonged,with the noxious doctrines of free willand salvation by works, to that shadowyrealm of error against which her fatherand other Primitive Baptists were set tocontend. Richard Saville came out to the roadto speak to them as they passed. Excepttwo negro cabins, his house was the firstthey had seen in the five miles ride fromthe church. I couldnt go to meeting to-day,father, he said, looking uncomfortablypast, instead of into, the old mans face. Myras poorly, and my cottons mightlyin the grass. D you have a good cr
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